Leaning over, Zim pulled Gir's disguised head slightly off as he wound Girs life clock for the 7th time.
Finishing, Zim fixed Girs disguise as he activated his mechanical legs and hurried to his destination.

Nearing the entrance, Zim Pulled his mechanical legs in and scuffled inside the tiny looking shop.
Hearing a tiny bell go off, Zim hissed as a man came into his view.

"And how may I help you?" Asked the clerk as he bent down and rested his hands against his knees.
"My err Son need this certain clock to live, because err he has this Disease, yes disease," Stuttered Zim.

"Aren't you a bit young to have kids?" asked the suspense clerk.
"Err, I meant Bbrother," corrected the nervous Zim.
"Aye, well lets head this way and see what your brother has in mind," replied the clerk.

Shuffling Gir body in his arms, Zim positioned him in a loving arrangement as he said," I just Llove my Bother," to every adult or thing he passed.

"Son, what kind of Clock are you looking for?" asked the Man as he turned to face Zim.
"Oh the usual, just needs to have 10 digits, be able to hold a couple of useful data, stuff along those lines," replied Zim while he pretended to be interested in a couple of the objects surrounding him.

"Umm, I don't think we carry modern watches here," said the dazed clerk.
Throwing Gir to the ground, Zim Jumped up at the man as he Pulled the guy's shirt collar close to his face and yelled, "Listen to me, ZIM doesn't care what you pathetic stink beast humans carry, all Zim needs is a watch that Is similar to This!"

Throwing Zim off of him, the man began to examine the watch that Zim had hastily Shoved in his face during his little fit.

"We might have something similar to this, but if you want something even similar I suggest you try the watch department down the street," Suggested the clerk while returning the watch back to Zim.

Grumbling, Zim Picked Gir up and began to walk away when the clerk's voice rang out, "Maybe you should bring your brother to the hospital, he practically looks dead!"

Hissing at the mention of the word hospital, Zim hurried back down the street as the clock store came into his sight.
Entering, Zim barged up to the desk and ordered the man behind the counter to give him an earthly looking watch.

"Pardon me, but do you have to be so DEMANDING!" shouted the worker while grumbling under his breath.
Giving the man a nasty look, Zim looked to his side as he handed Girs clock to the man.

"What's this for?" asked the man while examining it.
Turning the watch to the back side, the clerk looked confused as irken military symbol practically jumped right off of it.

"My so err I mean brother need a watch that it Similar to that," Zim said while pointing to the watch.
"We carry something that is similar to this, but it will cost you dearly," said the clerk in a deepened Voice.

"Yah, yah now give ZIM the watch," ordered Zim.
Receiving Gir clock and Girs new watch, Zim stuffed them in his pocket as he ran towards the doors.

"Hey, you have to pay first!" Screamed the startled man who was clawing at the counter of his desk.

"oh yah," pulling out a ten and tons of ones, Zim threw them into the air as they drifted up towards the ceiling fan and shredded before the man could collect them.

Hurrying out of the store before the man could argue with him, Zim Turned the corner as he ripped open Gir Head and winded the Annoying clock.

"Mm, we'll need some more cords," thought Zim while recollecting Gir in his hands.
Entering his house and heading down towards his computer, Zim set Gir on the ground as he made an order to planet Mirkon and ordered a set of power Cords and replacements.

"Now all we have to do is wait," said Zim as he once again picked up Gir and headed upstairs towards the TV.
Slumping back in the earthly Chair, Zim positioned Gir in his lap as he drummed his fingers impatiently.

As the time began to tick away, Zim finally heard something hit the side of the door, hearing this Zim Hurried outside as he realized the sky had suddenly turned A lot darker.

Picking up the package, Zim hurried back towards the couch as he ripped open the package and threw all the peanuts against the ground.
Pulling the cords out, Zim was about to replace Girs watch when something struck him, why couldn't a Human just take the object out instead of him, what harm would that do.

Breaking out of his thoughts, Zim set the Mirkon made Cords against the cushions of the couch as he picked Gir up and headed out the door to his newest destination.

(hey Guys, Im sorry this is so short. I would of tried to make it longer but its a school night so i have to go to bed so that was one reason i had to Hurry this chapter up)