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"Zim..." Gaz hissed with venom and her eyes narrowed. "Yes, slave. Are you surprised to see me?" Zim asked and grinned. "Actually, I'm not. And if you don't mind, just tell me what I need to do so that I can get rid of you faster." Gaz groaned and crossed her arms. Zim looked a bit disappointed that his 'appearance' didn't win him the desired effect he expected from his slave. "Now you listen to me, slave!" He warned shaking his fists, which only had two fingers due to him being the Tallest, "I am in control here! You do not dare to defy me, your master!" He said.
Gaz blew at her long hair bangs that covered a small part of her eyes and turned her head away from him, still keeping her arms crossed. "Whatever...look, even though I hate to admit this, I have no choice but to follow orders." Gaz still kept her calm demeanor but inside her mind, her conscience was franticly asking questions. OMG, did I actually say that? What caused me to say that? Wait a minute..I bet the reason why I'm being so obedient is because of that odd liquid that the stupid Irken injected me with earlier. Now it's messing with my head and the way my brain functions and thinks! Realization washed over her like an enormous tidal wave.
"Ahem..were you even paying attention to what I was saying, slave?" Zim asked irritated. Gaz, realizing that she had been staring at the carpeted floor while her brain was trying to come up with answers, looked up. "Fine, I shall repeat myself one more time, but one more time ONLY!" Zim stated, his antennas quivering violently. "What?" Gaz asked, listening this time. Zim walked closer to Gaz, which sort of startled her a bit, but she didn't move. Then he learned forward and said, " Take off your clothes."
SMACK!
"And what would make you think that I would do such a disgusting and wrong thing like that? And in front of YOU?" Gaz screamed after smacking Zim on the cheek for making such a rude demand. That syringe has caused her act obediently and it should prevent her from hurting other physically, but she still knows what is right and wrong, and so she was able to surpass that syringe's limit. Her cheeks were flushing pink, but Zim didn't seem to notice because he was rubbing his cheek and muttering probably Irken swears under his breath. Finally when he recovered, he replied in an impatient tone, "I meant that for you to work for me as a slave, you must have the proper attire! I will not tolerate you cleaning the whole palace in a raggy gown like what you are currently wearing right now! Understand?" Gaz blinked and shrugged her shoulders. "You could've explained that instead of skipping to what you want me to do.." She responded.
Zim sighed and then pressed a small blue button on his arm remote control. ((AN: The Arm remote control is the metal ball-shaped material Tallests wear on their arms.)) An instant later, a nearby door to his right opened and a red eyed Irken walked in. He was carrying a dark orchid box that was marked 'Earth Human Female Slave Wardrobe'. Gaz watched with increasing interest as Zim opened the box and took out a neatly folded shirt. He unfolded it and he flung it at Gaz's face. "You will wear this when you serve me. No questions." Zim explained. Gaz took the shirt and studied it. The shirt had short sleeves that ended at her elbow. It was a lilac color and the edges of the sleeves, neck and the bottom of the t-shirt were a dark purple that matched her hair color. When she looked up from her inspection of the shirt and another piece of clothing came flying at her face, followed by a slight chuckle from a someone whom she hated.
Gaz growled and swiped the second piece of clothing off her face. It was a short skirt that was the same color as the t-shirt and its edges had the same dark purple coloring. Gaz raised an eyebrow amused. A little TOO short. The skirt ended just a between her upper thigh and knee. Making a sighed that sounded like a groan, she looked up and yet another piece of clothing kissed her face. Scoffing, she took it off her face and replied annoyed, "For crying out loud, will you stop hurling pieces of clothing at my face!" Zim was chuckling as he motioned for the other Irken to go. "Do not tell Zim what and what not to do! Besides, it's very amusing to me when I see you frustrated and upset, yet you cannot do anything about it." Zim answered haughtily.
"Oh I'm so sure.." Gaz said in a sarcastic voice and looked warily at the third piece of clothing. It was a pair of small shorts. The color matched the other clothes she received. "Okay, now that you have received your proper clothing, you may change." Zim instructed and turned around so that his back was facing her. Gaz growled irritably and screamed, "I refuse to change while you are in the room!" Zim whipped around and said, "You will follow my orders, slave! You will do as I say! Don't make me force you to do what you are ordered to do, because you know that I am not afraid to do it! Now change into your proper attire or I'll do it for you!" Gaz stood there, silent and still, one hand holding the t-shirt while the other held the shorts and the skirt.
"I..am..not..going..to..change..with..you..standing..here, able..to..turn..around..and..see..me..undressed!" Gaz said slowly, anger rising up her pretty features. Zim scowled and crossed his arms. "Fine then! I will present you with your small living quarters, and you may change there!" He said and walked towards another door, opening it. Gaz was surprised of its size but hesitantly walked inside. Zim closed the door and walked away muttering, "stupid earth human female" under his breath.
Inside, Gaz peeled off the gown she was wearing earlier and hastily put on her t-shirt and then her skirt. Then, just as a precaution, she put on her shorts under her skirt, so it was like a skort. Ha-ha. No more attempts for a little peep show for Zim. She thought bravely and reached for the handle. But then she decided against it and observed her room. It was white with violet patterns. "I guess he actually thought about what my new name was going to be when he was to give me a new name..." She whispered to herself. The only objects in the room was a bed and a mirror desk, with a hair comb on it. A small stool was under the desk, Gaz noticed. She turned to her right and saw that there was a small closet. Curious, Gaz walked over to it and half expected what she was about to see. Clothes that were the exact same as the ones she was wearing were hanging from the clothes hangers.
She organized them so the t-shirts were in one section, the skirts were in another, and same is for the shorts. During the process, Gaz saw two pretty nightgowns with the same color as all of her options of clothes. "Okay..he must have planned this." Gaz said to herself. She sighed and walked outside, but something went flying at her. "GAZZIE!" A robot with cyan colored eyes and small body screamed out. "Gir!" Gaz replied surprised. "I thought you were...well, I thought you were gone!" She said pushing the little robot off. "I was working with other SIR robots! Wheeee! Party and cheese!" The robot screeched and ran in circles before bursting out the palace door. Gaz stood up and dusted herself off.
"Ah, you have dressed. Excellent...now, I will be off to discuss some matters of clotting in-" Zim started, but then stopped. "Ah, forget it! Anyways, you have to dust everything off in the palace, make me some food, the ingredients are in the cold food storage machine..." Gaz blinked and responded, "You mean the frig?".
"Yeah, that's it. And remember! NO filthy human food! Irken food! However I will accept waffles. Also, organize the books in the library-"
"You have a library here!"
"Yes, I AM the Tallest, what do you expect, you weak human runt! And do not interrupt me! Anyways, in addition, you must sweep the palace floors and water the Irken plantation...it's in the backyard." Zim said as he pointed to various rooms and turned to go. "Bye bye.." Gaz waved and all-too-happily turned around and walked towards the closet which her 'master' has pointed to earlier to get the duster.
Outside his palace, Zim called for his royal chariot. As he waited, he realized that he had the same feeling in his squeedlyspooch a few minutes ago when he was talking to Violet similar to when he first laid eyes on her. "Ugh...what are these strange feelings in my squeedlyspooch?" He asked himself before stepping onto a chariot and flying away.
Please R+R!