Ogges came up to the house coated in a metal shell and was greeted with eyes of many gnomes ready to shoot at a moments notice.
"You know that shooting me will only make things worse for you Zim." He shouted.
A panel on the box opened and Zim, in his alien form, timidly addressed the officer.
"Look, I can prove to you I'm on a mission." He picked GIR up off the ground and sat him in the window. "See, I have a SIR unit, like all the other invaders."
The tiny silver robot smiled and waved, ignorant of the threat Ogges was to his master.
"That piece of junk does not look like a standard Irken slave robot." Ogges said unimpressed.
"Well he's an advanced model," Zim insisted "You probably haven't seen one like it before." He turned to his robot. "GIR! State your designation!"
"Yes Sir!" GIR saluted, his eyes turning red. He turned facing Ogges, his eyes melted back to cool blue.
"Hi! I'm GIR! Wanna go out for a taco?"
Zim grunted and slapped himself in the forehead.
"If you don't wanna taco you don't hafta come." GIR told his master.
"Don't make me laugh Zim," Ogges chuckled "Apparently you're insane thinking that little heap of trash is a robot slave."
GIR frowned,
"You're mean" he narrowed his eyes "You're paying for your own taco!"
Zim grabbed his mechanical companion leering.
"GIR, just be quiet, ok?"
"Kay." The little into unit clasp his hands over his mouth but giggled thinking his master wanted to play another game.
"Zim let's make this easy and turn yourself in already." Ogges advanced to the open window. Zim gasped and ducked away from the opening then sealed it up again with a metal slab clanging down.
"Alright Zim, you made me do this the hard way." The cop began to pound the metal door sending the sound of hollow banging throughout the house.
"Now what am I going to do?" Zim asked aloud "Ogges will get in here soon. He just won't listen to me." He groaned "If I can't complete my mission because of him the Tallest will be very angry with..." he paused, eyes widening with an idea. "How could I be so blind!? Come GIR, to the lab!"
Zim ran towards the kitchen, leaping into the trashcan and sending himself to his laboratory. GIR followed, little hands still clasp over his mouth.
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"What is it now Zim?" Red groaned, his face displaying great annoyance.
Zim saluted to the image on his transmitter.
"Sirs I'm calling to ask you something of great importance."
"It had better be" Purple said from off screen "We're in the middle of important business." He looked up wards at the hovering robot giving him a backrub and whispered "a little lower."
"It is," Zim continued, "it involves Captain Ogges of the Foodcourtia police. He happens to be at my door at this very moment insisting that he take me back to banishment. Now I told him that you sent me on a mission here on Earth but apparently he doesn't believe me."
"Oh, really?" Red asked a bit bewildered glancing back towards Purple. The Tallest had been so determined to rid themselves of Zim that they had never considered the effect his escape and disappearance would have on Foodcourtia.
"Yes sirs," Zim replied "and I was wondering if you by chance could explain to him that he's made a terrible mistake."
Purple gazed up at Red sharing an unsure look between them. They both looked up at the screen where the image of Zim was waiting patiently but with a glint of worry in his eyes.
"Um, about that Zim..." Red began lifting his gaze back to the monitor, "could you hold on for just a sec?"
Before Zim could give an answer his monitor greeted him with a black screen with the red Irken symbol in the center covered over with the words "Please stand by" and some rather irritating elevator music.
"They're giving us music." Smiled GIR who began humming along.
Zim fretted, grinding his teeth, hoping this wouldn't take too long. Suddenly a loud crashing noise could be heard from upstairs.
"It's Ogges!" Zim shouted, "Come GIR, we need to hold him off until the tallest come back!"
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"So... what do we do?" Red asked Purple who was quickly getting into a titular colored robe.
"Well we have to weigh things in a situation like this." The other Tallest replied. "On the upside if we let Ogges take Zim in, He'd be back in banishment."
"And he wouldn't bother us anymore. That's good" Red smiled.
"But he'd be closer to Irk." Purple added.
"Ooh, that's bad." Red paused in thought, "but what are the chances that he'd try escaping again?"
Purple crossed his arms "Knowing Zim, he would try a thousand times. One time he might even succeed, he did once before."
"Ok that's bad"
"Plus then he'd know his mission on earth is a fake."
"Oh yeah. That would make him angry wouldn't it?"
Purple nodded affirmatively.
Red's eyes widened,
"That would be really bad."
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Zim ran into the living room just as Ogges had ripped his way through the front door. The officer faced his prey with his true face seeing as how his floppy hat had fallen off upon his entrance. Zim gulped hard. His veins pounding with fear, he would not let his fear show. He narrowed his eyes and spoke.
"I'm warning you for the last time that you're making a big mistake. I've already called the Almighty Tallest and they're going to be calling back any minute to scold you for your error, maybe they'll take away your badge."
"Your threat isn't scaring me Zim." Ogges replied. "Now give yourself up."
Zim took a step back and sneered.
"You've forced me to take drastic measures. GIR attack!"
GIR's eyes glowed red,
"Yes my master!"
The tiny robot leapt up onto the policeman's head and began banging away at it like a bongo drum squeaking happily.
Ogges sighed not feeling any pain from this, only annoyance,
"This is quite pathetic."
He plucked the info unit off his head and tossed it to the ground. GIR landed on his back and sat up facing his master.
"Zim, why do you have to make my job so difficult?" Ogges asked.
"Your job?" Zim nearly exploded "Your Job!? What about my job!? I am an invader and you're trying to take that away from me! Well this Irken isn't going to take this lying down any longer!"
The two aliens glared each other down, neither one willing to move for the other, each one determined to do his job till the very end.
A beeping suddenly filled the air. Zim looked down at a flashing light on a small device he had taken up from his lab.
"The Tallest are back!" He exclaimed. "Now we'll see who's right. I'll patch them through to the TV." He pushed a few buttons on the device and the image of the tallest appeared on the wide television screen.
"Well my Tallest?" he waited eagerly.
"Capitan Ogges?" The two tall Irkens addressed. The wrinkled police officer looked towards the screen. The Tallest continued, an evident look of apathy on their faces.
"We must inform you that this..." they rolled their eyes "Invader is indeed on a mission and removing him from it would disrupt the plans of the empire."
"If this mission was so important why were the officials of Foodcourtia not informed about the acquittal of his banishment?"
The two Irken leaders glanced at each other,
"It got lost in the mail." They said simultaneously.
Ogges looked back at them a bit surprised.
"I see. Well then in that case..." he turned to Zim and bowed his head. "I apologize for the inconvenience I have given you. I will leave you alone to continue your mission."
"Of course." Zim smiled standing confident and full of himself.
Ogges turned to leave,
"I will alter your warrant to be in suspension pending your success." He added picking up his hat.
Zim faltered,
"What does that mean?"
"It means if you fail, I will return for you."
The officer tipped his hat placing it back on his head as he headed out the door and walked out into the cul-de-sac away from the house.
Zim blinked a few times then walked over to the fallen front door. He lifted it off the ground and placed it back on its hinges. The protective shell retracted off the house reverting it back to its original form.
"Is that all?" Asked Purple looking rather board from the television screen.
"My Tallest I thank you." Zim saluted "And you will be well repaid when I conquer this planet."
"Sure, sure, fine." Red interrupted "now we'd like to get back to work." As the transmission ended Zim could swear he heard Red say to Purple, "And I get the Jacuzzi first this time."
The house was very quiet for a few minutes. GIR looked up at his master who stood silently facing the turned-off TV. Zim walked over to the couch, sat down on it and laid down across the cushions. GIR hopped up after him and sprawled himself out across the alien's chest, smiling stupidly at the green face, staring up with wide blue eyes.
"Another crisis averted GIR," Zim sighed, "We can put this terrible event behind us and continue the mission."
He placed one hand behind his head and the other on GIR's back tapping his index finger lightly. He thought about what Ogges had said about his warrant. He looked GIR in the eyes, the robot could sense worry in the red orbs staring at him.
"It shouldn't be too hard to reach success." The Irken concluded "We've come close many times before. It should only be a matter of time before the planet is ours for the taking..." he paused with a worried look, "Right?"
[THE END]
"You know that shooting me will only make things worse for you Zim." He shouted.
A panel on the box opened and Zim, in his alien form, timidly addressed the officer.
"Look, I can prove to you I'm on a mission." He picked GIR up off the ground and sat him in the window. "See, I have a SIR unit, like all the other invaders."
The tiny silver robot smiled and waved, ignorant of the threat Ogges was to his master.
"That piece of junk does not look like a standard Irken slave robot." Ogges said unimpressed.
"Well he's an advanced model," Zim insisted "You probably haven't seen one like it before." He turned to his robot. "GIR! State your designation!"
"Yes Sir!" GIR saluted, his eyes turning red. He turned facing Ogges, his eyes melted back to cool blue.
"Hi! I'm GIR! Wanna go out for a taco?"
Zim grunted and slapped himself in the forehead.
"If you don't wanna taco you don't hafta come." GIR told his master.
"Don't make me laugh Zim," Ogges chuckled "Apparently you're insane thinking that little heap of trash is a robot slave."
GIR frowned,
"You're mean" he narrowed his eyes "You're paying for your own taco!"
Zim grabbed his mechanical companion leering.
"GIR, just be quiet, ok?"
"Kay." The little into unit clasp his hands over his mouth but giggled thinking his master wanted to play another game.
"Zim let's make this easy and turn yourself in already." Ogges advanced to the open window. Zim gasped and ducked away from the opening then sealed it up again with a metal slab clanging down.
"Alright Zim, you made me do this the hard way." The cop began to pound the metal door sending the sound of hollow banging throughout the house.
"Now what am I going to do?" Zim asked aloud "Ogges will get in here soon. He just won't listen to me." He groaned "If I can't complete my mission because of him the Tallest will be very angry with..." he paused, eyes widening with an idea. "How could I be so blind!? Come GIR, to the lab!"
Zim ran towards the kitchen, leaping into the trashcan and sending himself to his laboratory. GIR followed, little hands still clasp over his mouth.
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"What is it now Zim?" Red groaned, his face displaying great annoyance.
Zim saluted to the image on his transmitter.
"Sirs I'm calling to ask you something of great importance."
"It had better be" Purple said from off screen "We're in the middle of important business." He looked up wards at the hovering robot giving him a backrub and whispered "a little lower."
"It is," Zim continued, "it involves Captain Ogges of the Foodcourtia police. He happens to be at my door at this very moment insisting that he take me back to banishment. Now I told him that you sent me on a mission here on Earth but apparently he doesn't believe me."
"Oh, really?" Red asked a bit bewildered glancing back towards Purple. The Tallest had been so determined to rid themselves of Zim that they had never considered the effect his escape and disappearance would have on Foodcourtia.
"Yes sirs," Zim replied "and I was wondering if you by chance could explain to him that he's made a terrible mistake."
Purple gazed up at Red sharing an unsure look between them. They both looked up at the screen where the image of Zim was waiting patiently but with a glint of worry in his eyes.
"Um, about that Zim..." Red began lifting his gaze back to the monitor, "could you hold on for just a sec?"
Before Zim could give an answer his monitor greeted him with a black screen with the red Irken symbol in the center covered over with the words "Please stand by" and some rather irritating elevator music.
"They're giving us music." Smiled GIR who began humming along.
Zim fretted, grinding his teeth, hoping this wouldn't take too long. Suddenly a loud crashing noise could be heard from upstairs.
"It's Ogges!" Zim shouted, "Come GIR, we need to hold him off until the tallest come back!"
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"So... what do we do?" Red asked Purple who was quickly getting into a titular colored robe.
"Well we have to weigh things in a situation like this." The other Tallest replied. "On the upside if we let Ogges take Zim in, He'd be back in banishment."
"And he wouldn't bother us anymore. That's good" Red smiled.
"But he'd be closer to Irk." Purple added.
"Ooh, that's bad." Red paused in thought, "but what are the chances that he'd try escaping again?"
Purple crossed his arms "Knowing Zim, he would try a thousand times. One time he might even succeed, he did once before."
"Ok that's bad"
"Plus then he'd know his mission on earth is a fake."
"Oh yeah. That would make him angry wouldn't it?"
Purple nodded affirmatively.
Red's eyes widened,
"That would be really bad."
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Zim ran into the living room just as Ogges had ripped his way through the front door. The officer faced his prey with his true face seeing as how his floppy hat had fallen off upon his entrance. Zim gulped hard. His veins pounding with fear, he would not let his fear show. He narrowed his eyes and spoke.
"I'm warning you for the last time that you're making a big mistake. I've already called the Almighty Tallest and they're going to be calling back any minute to scold you for your error, maybe they'll take away your badge."
"Your threat isn't scaring me Zim." Ogges replied. "Now give yourself up."
Zim took a step back and sneered.
"You've forced me to take drastic measures. GIR attack!"
GIR's eyes glowed red,
"Yes my master!"
The tiny robot leapt up onto the policeman's head and began banging away at it like a bongo drum squeaking happily.
Ogges sighed not feeling any pain from this, only annoyance,
"This is quite pathetic."
He plucked the info unit off his head and tossed it to the ground. GIR landed on his back and sat up facing his master.
"Zim, why do you have to make my job so difficult?" Ogges asked.
"Your job?" Zim nearly exploded "Your Job!? What about my job!? I am an invader and you're trying to take that away from me! Well this Irken isn't going to take this lying down any longer!"
The two aliens glared each other down, neither one willing to move for the other, each one determined to do his job till the very end.
A beeping suddenly filled the air. Zim looked down at a flashing light on a small device he had taken up from his lab.
"The Tallest are back!" He exclaimed. "Now we'll see who's right. I'll patch them through to the TV." He pushed a few buttons on the device and the image of the tallest appeared on the wide television screen.
"Well my Tallest?" he waited eagerly.
"Capitan Ogges?" The two tall Irkens addressed. The wrinkled police officer looked towards the screen. The Tallest continued, an evident look of apathy on their faces.
"We must inform you that this..." they rolled their eyes "Invader is indeed on a mission and removing him from it would disrupt the plans of the empire."
"If this mission was so important why were the officials of Foodcourtia not informed about the acquittal of his banishment?"
The two Irken leaders glanced at each other,
"It got lost in the mail." They said simultaneously.
Ogges looked back at them a bit surprised.
"I see. Well then in that case..." he turned to Zim and bowed his head. "I apologize for the inconvenience I have given you. I will leave you alone to continue your mission."
"Of course." Zim smiled standing confident and full of himself.
Ogges turned to leave,
"I will alter your warrant to be in suspension pending your success." He added picking up his hat.
Zim faltered,
"What does that mean?"
"It means if you fail, I will return for you."
The officer tipped his hat placing it back on his head as he headed out the door and walked out into the cul-de-sac away from the house.
Zim blinked a few times then walked over to the fallen front door. He lifted it off the ground and placed it back on its hinges. The protective shell retracted off the house reverting it back to its original form.
"Is that all?" Asked Purple looking rather board from the television screen.
"My Tallest I thank you." Zim saluted "And you will be well repaid when I conquer this planet."
"Sure, sure, fine." Red interrupted "now we'd like to get back to work." As the transmission ended Zim could swear he heard Red say to Purple, "And I get the Jacuzzi first this time."
The house was very quiet for a few minutes. GIR looked up at his master who stood silently facing the turned-off TV. Zim walked over to the couch, sat down on it and laid down across the cushions. GIR hopped up after him and sprawled himself out across the alien's chest, smiling stupidly at the green face, staring up with wide blue eyes.
"Another crisis averted GIR," Zim sighed, "We can put this terrible event behind us and continue the mission."
He placed one hand behind his head and the other on GIR's back tapping his index finger lightly. He thought about what Ogges had said about his warrant. He looked GIR in the eyes, the robot could sense worry in the red orbs staring at him.
"It shouldn't be too hard to reach success." The Irken concluded "We've come close many times before. It should only be a matter of time before the planet is ours for the taking..." he paused with a worried look, "Right?"
[THE END]