Zim pricks his finger, drawing out green blood, and filling it in a small serum. He plugs it into the scanning device and few moments later, it was read. The results are then shown in the computer.
"Hm...interesting."
Gir comes into observatory, seeing him still researching. Suckling on his soda drink, he walks over to him.
"What you doing?"
"It appears you were right about irkens laying eggs. But it doesn't seem the same as to how birds lay their eggs. From what it seems, the egg develops and incubates within an irken. However, either side of the gender can carry it."
He typed in something and the computer shows an example image of two irkens in an x-ray visions.
"The egg can be fertilized by an irken's blood being inserted into another irken. Once the two blood merges, an egg is formed, followed by the merged blood within it becoming the developing smeet."
He zooms in where a egg can be seen peeking out of an alien's inner flesh and attaching unto it.
"Once the egg is created and fertilized, it goes over to the location of the abdomen and goes out to be attached the inner flesh. The incubation may last to about two months. Once the egg is about to hatch, the irken lays the egg and it should take about one to three minutes for the smeet to hatch out."
Gir suckled on his soda for a long while. He let go of the straw and looked at his master.
"I have nooooooo idea what you just said."
"I agree. It sounds complicated. But Atleast I now know how a smeet is naturally born. And as terrible as it seems, I have to make a natural smeet anyway. Otherwise the tallest and Big Head will notice I have no plan. Besides, having another servant makes the job easier."
Zim went over to other side of the observatory, grabbed some tools, and started making something. Gir walked over.
"What you doing now?"
"Making a small rocket."
"Ooo! Are going to send a monkey into space?" Gir smiles in excitement.
"No Gir," Zim put the last remaining drop of his blood into the rocket. A robotic sound can be heard.
"RACE IDENTIFICATION DETECTED. SEARCHING FOR THE NEAREST KIND."
It made buzzing and whirring sounds.
"NEAREST KIND DETECTED."
Zim held GIR's hand in order for both of them to take few step away from the rocket, watching it plum out smoke underneath and blasted off, breaking out of the dirt and leaving a hole on the underground base's ceiling.
"...W-where did rocket go?" Gir frowned.
"It'll come back," Zim answered, "it's just going over to draw a bit of the nearest irken's blood and come back with it. Should last...maybe about a day or two."
"Ohhhhhhh..."
Gir stared up at the hole.
"...IM GOING TO WATCH ANGRY MONKEY!"
He dashes near the elevator but turns to Zim.
"Are you coming, master?"
"...Eh. Not like I have anything else for the time being."
Zim followed his servant to the elevator and went up to the living room.
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One Month Later...
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Gir is seen on the living room's couch
humming and petting his blue small horse as he watches the show. Minimoose can be on the other side of the couch sleeping. On the television, it was showing one cute creature hugging a smaller creature.
"I LOOOVE YOU MAMA!" The smaller creature said
"I LOVE YOU TOO BABY BLOB!" Said the big creature
"WILL WE STAY LIKE THIS FOREVER?!"
"OH SWEETIE PIE, OFCOURSE WE CAN! FOREVER AND EVER-!"
Something suddenly crashed through the ceiling and through the living room's floor, leaving a hole that leads to the underground's base. Gir stares at the hole in silence. He grabs a pizza from a pizza box that was next to him and takes a bit out of it while still staring. He starts contacting someone.
—
"That's right..." Zim chuckles evilly within the bushes while looking at a pigeon on a tree's branch and had a claw sticking out of his PAK. It crept closer to it, trying not to make a sound.
"Come to Zim so I can dissect you..."
He was very close to grabbing it. His PAK suddenly buzzed and vibrates.
"GAH!" He jumps in surprise.
The pigeon notices and flies off. Watching it go, the alien disguised as a human growls in anger. He takes the video communicator out of his PAK and projects a video hologram, showing Gir chewing on the pizza.
"What is it now?! Didn't I tell you I would go out to collect data?!"
"Yes. But a rocket thingy just crashed into our home."
"Rocket thingy...wait...the DNA rocket came back?!"
"Mm. Maybe."
"Hm," Zim's eyebrow raised, "wonder what took it so long. No matter. Just don't touch it. I should be home soon."
He turns the video off and reels it back into his PAK. He pat twigs and dirts off of his uniform after getting out of the bush and started heading back to the base.
—
Zim and Gir entered the underground base as they went over to take a look at the small rocket that was steaming up smoke and half of it being buried on the ground. Once they approached it, the rocket sensed their presence and spoke out,
"RACE DNA COLLECTING COMPLETE."
Zim watches a tiny robotic arm come out, holding a tiny serum containing small dose of green blood.
"Perfect," he took the serum, "just what I need."
"Need what?" Gir looked in curiosity, but Zim ignores his question.
"Now for the difficult part. It may not be successful, but we should hope for the best."
He poured the blood into the syringe. He was hesitant at first, but he eventually inserted the syringe onto his arm and the blood entered his body. It stung, but he's been through worse. He put the syringe away and put a bandage around his arm. Gir gazed at him.
"...nnnnnothing happened."
"Ofcourse nothing happened. Atleast not yet. We will just have to wait and see," he finishes putting the bandage, "and hope I don't end up dying as a result."
"NOOOOO!" Gir embraced his master, "PLEASE DONT DIE MASTER! I LOVE YOUUUUuuuu...!"
"I doubt I'm going to die," he gently pulled him away, "and even if I do die, my PAK should reactivate me. It's the feeling of dying I don't like. Besides, as an invader, I must do whatever it takes to please the tallest. Even if it means risking my life."
Gir sniffles as he wipes his tear,
"I would risk my life for muffins and you..."
His antennae twitched when the robot said this. He doesn't know why it made his heart feel squishy, but he shook the feeling off.
"Yes, yes you would. Now...go do...your weird stuff I guess."
"OK!" Gir was suddenly in his usual delightful mood again as he started making playful screeches and started running around the room.
"WITHOUT interrupting my work," the irken squinted in annoyance.
He screeched to a halt and and saluted, his body turning red due to being in duty mode, and saluted him.
"Yes sir!"
Going back to his light blue self he kept running around the lab, this time screeching in a whispery tone. Zim just rolled his eyes, wondering how long he needs to father that insane robot before he grows out of it...that is if it's ever possible.
He decided to research some weasels to pass his time.
