Yes Sir
Chapter 4
Getting To Know You
Zinara sat on her bed, staring at nothing in particular, just lost in thought. She had finished the filing, she was told to do, and she had free time. "OK, think..." she began, "What are your feelings, Zinara?" she asked herself, "Love? Could it be?" she walked over to the computer mounted against the wall, "Computer? What do you think?"
"I believe you two would make a beautiful couple," said a female computer's voice.
"But computer... I meant, do you believe this could be love?"
"Well, what I've heard from stories is that love is a feeling never felt before. Often, confusing at first, but love is like a flower, and it takes a while to bloom."
Zinara sighed, "Oh, I am very confused... I hope it makes sense soon."
"Maybe you should talk to Zim."
"I don't know computer, I don't want to look like a fool."
"Zinara, if this is love that is meant to be, then it will work out."
"I guess you are right," Zinara took a deep breath and headed to the door. She walked down the hall, and reached for the door knob to Zim's room, she took another deep breath, then walked into the room. "Sir?"
"Zinara, what is it?"
"Zim, I need to talk to you." She took another deep breath, "Zim, lately I've been, uh, feeling something I've never felt before... I... I'm not really sure what it is, but it could be, uh... love." Her green skin was now bright pink, and her antennas slumped down as if she were scared.
"Uh... Zinara... I, uh... I'm also not sure, but... I think, I'm in love with you too," he said quietly. The two of them looked at each other, but were so lost in each other's faces, they had no idea they were doing so. Before they knew it, they found their lips touching, and their tongues locking.
They pulled away from each other, "Sir, we should take this one step at a time."
"Agreed. Let's go to bed, and tomorrow... I dunno, get to know each other more."
Zinara smiled, "Good night Zim."
"Good night," he turned to return to his computer work he had been doing. Zinara ran up to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, then left. Zim gently touched the spot on his cheek, "Love."
Zinara was completely lost in thought during her classes the next day. During drama class, they were ordered to get together with yesterday's partner and try to create a short skit. "Uh, Zinara?" Dib began, "I think we're supposed to--" he looked at her, and noticed her dreaming, odd, lovey-dovey expression, "What's up with you?"
"What? Did you say something? .... oh, right! Skool work, gotta get on that!"
"Are you OK?" he looked her over again, "You seem... out of it."
Zinara sighed, "Dib, I am not supposed to talk to you..."
"Oh come on, Zim's not here."
"I guess... Dib, I'm in love."
"With who?"
"Zim."
"I thought he was your brother."
"No, that's just what we say when in public. Oh, Dib! This feeling is unbelievable! I'm love with the greatest Irken ever! Zim."
"Oh.... why?"
"Dib!"
"Well... yeah, why? I mean... how?"
"You know, I've realized... you two are very much alike." Dib looked at her as if saying, "What the hell, are you insane?" Zinara smiled, "It's true... you're like twins." Dib still had that look, "Just forget it, and let's get to work..."
Once again, Zim and Zinara sat together during lunch. They chatted, and got to get to know each other more, "Your dream was to be the greatest Irken soldier too?" Zim exclaimed.
Zinara nodded, "That or become a singer."
"Singer? You enjoy singing?"
"Yes, I love to!"
"Sing for me."
"Zim, I would love to, but so many people are here... I promise I will later."
"OK, fine," Zim pouted.
Chapter 4
Getting To Know You
Zinara sat on her bed, staring at nothing in particular, just lost in thought. She had finished the filing, she was told to do, and she had free time. "OK, think..." she began, "What are your feelings, Zinara?" she asked herself, "Love? Could it be?" she walked over to the computer mounted against the wall, "Computer? What do you think?"
"I believe you two would make a beautiful couple," said a female computer's voice.
"But computer... I meant, do you believe this could be love?"
"Well, what I've heard from stories is that love is a feeling never felt before. Often, confusing at first, but love is like a flower, and it takes a while to bloom."
Zinara sighed, "Oh, I am very confused... I hope it makes sense soon."
"Maybe you should talk to Zim."
"I don't know computer, I don't want to look like a fool."
"Zinara, if this is love that is meant to be, then it will work out."
"I guess you are right," Zinara took a deep breath and headed to the door. She walked down the hall, and reached for the door knob to Zim's room, she took another deep breath, then walked into the room. "Sir?"
"Zinara, what is it?"
"Zim, I need to talk to you." She took another deep breath, "Zim, lately I've been, uh, feeling something I've never felt before... I... I'm not really sure what it is, but it could be, uh... love." Her green skin was now bright pink, and her antennas slumped down as if she were scared.
"Uh... Zinara... I, uh... I'm also not sure, but... I think, I'm in love with you too," he said quietly. The two of them looked at each other, but were so lost in each other's faces, they had no idea they were doing so. Before they knew it, they found their lips touching, and their tongues locking.
They pulled away from each other, "Sir, we should take this one step at a time."
"Agreed. Let's go to bed, and tomorrow... I dunno, get to know each other more."
Zinara smiled, "Good night Zim."
"Good night," he turned to return to his computer work he had been doing. Zinara ran up to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, then left. Zim gently touched the spot on his cheek, "Love."
Zinara was completely lost in thought during her classes the next day. During drama class, they were ordered to get together with yesterday's partner and try to create a short skit. "Uh, Zinara?" Dib began, "I think we're supposed to--" he looked at her, and noticed her dreaming, odd, lovey-dovey expression, "What's up with you?"
"What? Did you say something? .... oh, right! Skool work, gotta get on that!"
"Are you OK?" he looked her over again, "You seem... out of it."
Zinara sighed, "Dib, I am not supposed to talk to you..."
"Oh come on, Zim's not here."
"I guess... Dib, I'm in love."
"With who?"
"Zim."
"I thought he was your brother."
"No, that's just what we say when in public. Oh, Dib! This feeling is unbelievable! I'm love with the greatest Irken ever! Zim."
"Oh.... why?"
"Dib!"
"Well... yeah, why? I mean... how?"
"You know, I've realized... you two are very much alike." Dib looked at her as if saying, "What the hell, are you insane?" Zinara smiled, "It's true... you're like twins." Dib still had that look, "Just forget it, and let's get to work..."
Once again, Zim and Zinara sat together during lunch. They chatted, and got to get to know each other more, "Your dream was to be the greatest Irken soldier too?" Zim exclaimed.
Zinara nodded, "That or become a singer."
"Singer? You enjoy singing?"
"Yes, I love to!"
"Sing for me."
"Zim, I would love to, but so many people are here... I promise I will later."
"OK, fine," Zim pouted.