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GirChic: THE PIG BELONGS TO ALL S.I.R. ROBOTS!!!!

Fat Ugly Women: No. It's: THE PIG BELONGS TO ALL MANKIND!!!!

GirChic: NO!!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR TALKING ABOUT!! THE PIG BELONGS TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Fat Ugly Woman: NO!!! YOU DON'T OWN THE PIG!!! NOT TO MENTION THAT YOU DON'T OWN INVADER ZIM!!!

GirChic: Awwww. I thought I did.



GIR'S NEW PROGRAM

Chapter 7

Ooooooh! Who is it?

Zim stared at Taz. She had a rather beaten face, and she was burnt in places from the rain. Her normally bright, clear eyes were now looking dull, as if she was no longer alive. Her eyes still looked amazing, but they had lost their spark.

Zim put his black gloved hand under Taz's chin and pulled her head up towards him. Taz closed her eyes at the feel of someone being so gentle to her. Her eyes were unable to focus on anything at the moment, so she didn't know that the someone was Zim.

'Taz, come home,' his voice whispered.

'Y-you know my name,' Taz said vaguely, smiling weakly. She still couldn't make out the shadow in front of her, and she didn't quite recognise that voice . . . .

'Yes. And you're in a very bad condition at the moment.'

'I am . . . .?' Taz's voice drifted off as she grew weaker by the minute. The burns and bruises were very, very painful now, and she didn't know how much longer she could stay awake. Oh, how she longed to just fall asleep right there . . . . . .

'Taz, stay awake - PLEASE,' Zim urged. He knew he had to get Taz out of the cold immediately, or else she could get seriously ill. She also had to get dried off because like Irkens, Nexians too, were burnt by water, and Taz was saturated.

Zim thought for a second before he reached into his pod backpack. Today, he remembered, I picked up a pretty looking thing that an overweight worm baby dropped. I think humans call it an . . . um . . . bella. They seem to use them when it's rainy.

He felt around for a moment before his hand brushed over something smooth and long. Zim pulled the object out and examined it. A button, he thought. I wonder what it does.

Zim pushed the button and the object suddenly opened up with quick speed, the point hitting Zim in the eye.

'AAAAAAAAAHHH!!! MY EYEBALL!!!!' he shouted in pain. He held his hand to his eye and kept it there for a while until the pain finally ceased.

Taz instantly recognised the voice that was shouting. 'Zim?!'

'Well, yeah,' Zim muttered, taking his hand away from his eye and blinking.

'What are YOU doing here??' Taz asked, puzzled.

'I . . . uuh . . . umm . . . I was . . . looking for Gir and Jaz!' Zim stuttered. He didn't want Taz to know that he had come looking for only her.

'They're gone??'

'Uh . . . yeah.'

'We'd better go look for them now then!!! Jaz is terrified of the dark - she thinks that the Boogie-man's somewhere in the shadows with a knife,' Taz said. She made an attempt to get up, but she had to use the railings of the Gazebo. By the time she was in a standing position, she was already tired and puffed.

'Come with me,' Zim said. 'My house is closer, and our S.I.R.s might have gone there.' He held the umbrella up over his head, gripped Taz by the wrist and pulled her along close behind him.

Through the park, Taz tripped and stumbled many times, but Zim's hold on her wrist kept her from falling to the ground.

When they were finally at Zim's house, they saw a black shadow in front of the window, looking into the house. Taz had no idea who the person was, and her eyes went wide. She opened her mouth, ready to scream, but Zim clasped his hand over her mouth. Taz fell silent, knowing that she was not to make a noise.

To be continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

GirChic: *Rides the pig* WHEEEEEHOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Woman: Okay times up. Next person step right up.

GirChic: But I just got on!!!!

Woman: NO YOU DIDN'T!!!! YOU'VE BEEN ON THERE FOR EXACTLY 48 SECONDS!!!!!

GirChic: I THOUGHT WE GOT 2 MINUTES!!

Woman: Uhhh . . . just GET OFF!!!! *Grabs GirChic and hauls her to the side*

GirChic: *While flying through the air* HAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRYYYYYYY!!!!!!! SAVE ME!!!!!!

*We see Harry Potter flying towards GirChic on his Nimbus 2000.*

Harry: Jump on!!

GirChic: YAY!!!! *Climbs on top of Harry's head*

*On safe ground*

Harry: I want an apology from when you threw me in that horrid dumpster. You're not leaving til you give me an apology.

GirChic: But . . . but . . . *Huge eyes* What did I do?? I could never be so mean as to throw someone in a horrible, smelly, big garbage can. It must have been . . . . . . . . . . . *Sighs**Lies* my evil twin sister, SirChic (Made up name). She looks just like me you know.

Harry: Oh. Well, you can go then.

GirChic: Bye, bye!!!! Uhh . . . Harry?

Harry: Yes?

GirChic: *Whispering noises to Harry*

Harry: Oh. Oh. Okay. Everyone, please leave a review otherwise GirChic will throw you in a dumpster. Okay goodbye, GirChic! It's an absolute pleasure to meet someone as nice as yourself.

GirChic: *Mutters: Sucker* Goodbye, Mr Potter!!!