Zimmeh Couture
Chapter 8
Zims POV:
(2 minutes before the party)
The base looked fantastic! It looked just liked a place of human association!
"I might be able to pull this off" I thought to myself as I put my disguise back on. I took the "cake" out of the oven and put something called "frosting" all over it, just as the directions had instructed me to do. Gir, in his dog disguise, leaned over and stared at it, his mouth drooling.
"No, Gir. We need this cake for the party. You cant have it." I said.
"...Then can I have a taco?"
"of course... if there are any left..."
Gir smiled and went into the fridge, and heated up a taco in the microwave. He stuffed it in his mouth.
"TACO!" He smiled.
"yes... taco..." I said, annoyed. (that was random) Then, I heard the doorbell ring, so I got up to answer the door. When I unlocked it, everyone from Skool ran inside and trampled me. There was a discoball, music, and a lot of dancing. Where did the disco ball come from anyway?
"Zim!" Screamed Zita.
"Yes? Why have you come to Zim?"
"Come on! Dance with us!" She said.
"Okay. Hold on one second." I ran over to Gir and told him to block anyone from getting inside the kitchen, or else they might discover the base. I got pulled into the crowd, leaving Gir to do his work. I was so stuck in the crowd, I didnt even realize Dib making his wayi into the house and all the way to the entrance of my kitchen. He ran to Gir.
Gir stopped staring at the cake to find Dib standing before him.
Dibs POV:
I made it into the base! FINALLY! Now,all I had to do was get past his robot dog, and smap some pictures, here and there and THEN I would have proof! AND THERE WAS NOTHING STANDING IN MY WAY! Except his servant, of course. I had another plan! THIS was a great idea day for me! When the robot got up and put his little nub arm in my way and said:
"NONE MAY PASS! THIS IS A RESTRICTED AREA!" His usually blue eyes flashed red at me.
I tood out a cupcake from one of the snack tables.
"CUPCAKE!" Gir took the cupcake and ran to the snack table to dunk it in syrup, letting me down into the base. I took off down the toilet into his base. I had seen it before, but there was so much more! And Skoodge!
...he didnt notice me, and I wanted to keep it that way. I snapped his picture from behind a giant wire. He looked like he was fixing his robot too. He stood up and said:
"DARN YOU FLUFFY!" And he banged the robot on the table until it worked again.
"ugh... no more tacos for me. They make my curcuits go haywire." The robot responded. They both went upstairs to enjoy the party. ...what kind of stupid alien BANGS STUFF ON THE TABLE UNTIL IT WORKS? Apparently he did... Anyhow, I HAD IT! I HAD PROOF OF THE ALIENS! NOTHING COULD POSSIBLY STOP ME FROM SNEAKING BACK UP AND GOING OUT THE FRONT DOOR! So, I started to sneak back upstairs.
END OF CHAPTER 8
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