Running towards the back of the building, Zim caught the glimpse of his nightgown as he quickly turned back in the direction of the hospital to fetch his clothes.
Slapping himself, Zim reminded himself that he was running away from the building not GOING towards it. "I'll just have to change back in the base," sighed the jumpy Zim.
Running his hand through his slightly loose looking wig, Zim straighten it as best as he could while running.
Nearing the familiar view of his green house and gnomes, Zim ran inside and threw the hideous gown to the ground as he headed down to his base to change into his familiar attire.
Sitting back in the couch, Zim leaned over as he pulled his boots on over his feet.
Rising to his feet, Zim glanced around as he began to notice that something was indeed missing.
Rubbing the purplish bruise on his forehead, Zim began to walk towards the kitchen table when it stuck him, Where was Gir?
Running into Mini moose's face, Zim backed up as he pointed a finger at the floating moose and ordered, " Mini stay here and watch the base and DON'T let Anyone besides Gir and Zim near the base,"
"Squeak?" asked mini moose while floating back towards Zims face.
Shooing Mini moose away, Zim rolled his eyes and said, "YES, You can stay in or by the base, but the AMAZING Zim orders you to stand Guard!"
Squeaking a goodbye to Zim, Mini watched happily as Zim barged out the door and disappeared.
Sighing with relief, Mini moose Floated towards the TV in a hurry and switched the TV Channel to the so your kids Gifted, what now channel.
Calling Girs name, Zim ran around the block looking for his missing robot.
Slowing down a bit, Zim located a bench as he activated his mechanical legs and hurried towards it.
Pulling his spider like legs into his Pak in mid air, Zim landed against the bench as he tried to catch his breath.
Looking up at the sky, Zim began to grumble as he rose to his feet once more and continued his search.
Catching something glimmering against the ground, Zim walked over to it cautiously as he bent down to pick it up.
Noting that it was a familiar screw, Zim pocketed it as more of its matches glittered up at him.
Picking a couple more up and pulling them into his pocket, Zim looked up as a lime green and grey figure dangled loosely against a sturdy tree branch.
"Gir?" gasped a surprised Zim. Pulling the items he had pocketed out, Zim started to realize they were indeed parts of Gir.
Sighing, Zim got to work picking up all of Girs loose ends as he crawled on his hands and knees.
Scanning the ground for any spare parts of Gir that he might have forgotten, Zim pulled his mechanical legs out as he attempted to climb the tree and retrieve his Robotic companion.
(Hey, sorry that its so short seemed alot longer when i was writing it...)