Angel cursed herself for having gotten into this situation. Zim had walked
out of the room only a few minutes ago, not giving her so much as a word of
where he was going, and already she was imagining terrible things. Where
was Dib? Zim could have been outside by now, could have driven Dib away…
She shuddered. Dib was the only person she had… now… the only person who
knew where she was, and probably the only person who would care.
Zim reentered the room. "Come downstairs with me, human girl."
"Last time I heard that… well… never mind."
She followed him into the garbage can this time. What was this alien's problem with waste receptacles? Oh well, she thought, and waited for Zim to make his next move.
Zim… well… Zim was really quite puzzled. He had no idea whatsoever about what to do with Angel. She was in his power, entirely, and yet he had no clue as to how that was helpful. He knew she meant something to Dib. To kill her would hurt him. But wasn't there a better use for her? He did want to destroy humans, he really did, and yet he felt… some kind of guilt… about hurting this one. Why? He pushed his thoughts aside and turned on his security cameras. What he saw shocked and horrified him. His faithful robot unit was running around chasing a stick… not really that unusual… but DIB WAS THROWING THE STICK!!!!!!!!!
His nemesis was outside playing FETCH with his GIR unit!
Zim growled. Angel giggled. He whirled on her, angry, and snapped, "What do YOU think is so FUNNY?"
"Um… nothing..." she said, suppressing more giggles.
"Good."
GIR hit his head on the flamingo lawn ornament, yelled "YIPPEE!" and continued to fly around the yard, oblivious.
Zim sighed and transported himself upstairs, leaving Angel alone in the darkened laboratory. This was the opportunity she had come for. She ran to the computer… started pushing random buttons… and the lights went out again. A shrill voice shrieked, "Intruder alert!"
Zim landed on his feet on the floor next to Angel. This time GIR was with him, diving down the chute and then cheerfully bouncing over to Angel to hand her a Slurpie. She took it, confused but silent. Zim turned first to the computer and undid whatever it was Angel had done, then to the girl herself. He studied her for a few seconds, then said, "I need to go back up to get Dib. You should probably leave that computer alone this time." He coasted up the shaft. Angel tried her Slurpie, for lack of anything better to do, and found it revolting. She forced a smile at GIR, because she suspected the little creature would be very dejected if she showed her disgust. He grinned back hopefully, then unzipped his head. He was gray metal with big aquamarine colored eyes, and he was very cute. Angel laughed and asked him, "What's your name?"
Its eyes shone sweetly, and it responded in an adorable voice, "GIR!"
"Do you like it here?"
"I wanna go get more slurpie!"
"Is yours gone?"
GIR looked sad now, in an insane way. "Yeah."
"Here you go. You can have mine."
GIR giggled and took it. Apparently no one had ever paid this much attention to it before. "Thank you!" And it shot up the pipe with a happy shriek.
Zim fell out of the same pipe about ten seconds later. He landed correctly, on his feet, but Dib tumbled down on top of him and they both hit the floor. They rolled apart as soon as they landed, and then they jumped up, glaring at each other.
"What do you want with us, Zim?" Dib's voice was brave and defiant, but his words didn't make much sense considering they were the ones intruding in his house.
Angel pointed this out.
Zim looked at her, amused, for a second; then he and Dib proceeded to argue about god-knew-what for ten minutes. Angel didn't listen to most of this blather. They were acting like typical human males, striking brave poses and tossing noble, pretentious words. Angel wondered if she should tell them that.
Zim reentered the room. "Come downstairs with me, human girl."
"Last time I heard that… well… never mind."
She followed him into the garbage can this time. What was this alien's problem with waste receptacles? Oh well, she thought, and waited for Zim to make his next move.
Zim… well… Zim was really quite puzzled. He had no idea whatsoever about what to do with Angel. She was in his power, entirely, and yet he had no clue as to how that was helpful. He knew she meant something to Dib. To kill her would hurt him. But wasn't there a better use for her? He did want to destroy humans, he really did, and yet he felt… some kind of guilt… about hurting this one. Why? He pushed his thoughts aside and turned on his security cameras. What he saw shocked and horrified him. His faithful robot unit was running around chasing a stick… not really that unusual… but DIB WAS THROWING THE STICK!!!!!!!!!
His nemesis was outside playing FETCH with his GIR unit!
Zim growled. Angel giggled. He whirled on her, angry, and snapped, "What do YOU think is so FUNNY?"
"Um… nothing..." she said, suppressing more giggles.
"Good."
GIR hit his head on the flamingo lawn ornament, yelled "YIPPEE!" and continued to fly around the yard, oblivious.
Zim sighed and transported himself upstairs, leaving Angel alone in the darkened laboratory. This was the opportunity she had come for. She ran to the computer… started pushing random buttons… and the lights went out again. A shrill voice shrieked, "Intruder alert!"
Zim landed on his feet on the floor next to Angel. This time GIR was with him, diving down the chute and then cheerfully bouncing over to Angel to hand her a Slurpie. She took it, confused but silent. Zim turned first to the computer and undid whatever it was Angel had done, then to the girl herself. He studied her for a few seconds, then said, "I need to go back up to get Dib. You should probably leave that computer alone this time." He coasted up the shaft. Angel tried her Slurpie, for lack of anything better to do, and found it revolting. She forced a smile at GIR, because she suspected the little creature would be very dejected if she showed her disgust. He grinned back hopefully, then unzipped his head. He was gray metal with big aquamarine colored eyes, and he was very cute. Angel laughed and asked him, "What's your name?"
Its eyes shone sweetly, and it responded in an adorable voice, "GIR!"
"Do you like it here?"
"I wanna go get more slurpie!"
"Is yours gone?"
GIR looked sad now, in an insane way. "Yeah."
"Here you go. You can have mine."
GIR giggled and took it. Apparently no one had ever paid this much attention to it before. "Thank you!" And it shot up the pipe with a happy shriek.
Zim fell out of the same pipe about ten seconds later. He landed correctly, on his feet, but Dib tumbled down on top of him and they both hit the floor. They rolled apart as soon as they landed, and then they jumped up, glaring at each other.
"What do you want with us, Zim?" Dib's voice was brave and defiant, but his words didn't make much sense considering they were the ones intruding in his house.
Angel pointed this out.
Zim looked at her, amused, for a second; then he and Dib proceeded to argue about god-knew-what for ten minutes. Angel didn't listen to most of this blather. They were acting like typical human males, striking brave poses and tossing noble, pretentious words. Angel wondered if she should tell them that.