So bored. Out of tic tacs. Is not hyper. V_V
Zim lunged toward Casi and she leapt backwards, laughing merrily. Gir laughed at Zim, who now had his face down on the floor.
A red squirrel leapt down onto the window pane and leapt inside. It, however, was brushed away by a human hand and a small tape recorder. A sparrow outside chirped, causing Gir to turn his head toward the window. He cocked his head from side to side, then looked again at Zim.
"What's that?" He asked.
"WHAT?" Zim responded, clenching his fists and scowling at Casi, who flipped her long, red, hair over her shoulder and grinned sheepishly.
"That!" Said Gir again, pointing at the window.
Zim turned his head slightly toward the window and yelled. A human laugh and a pale hand took the tape from the window. A small boy in a black jacket ran from the window across the lawn.
"GNOMES, ATTACK!" Screamed Zim.
The freakishly large lawn gnomes followed the boy in an attempt to grab and capture him. He leapt and avoided all of them. Once he was safe, he shouted to Zim,
"I've done it! Ha-ha! I've finally got proof, Zim! You see this?" He held the tape up. "This has all your alien actions on it! HA!"
"CURSE YOU, DIB!" Zim shouted down the street. Dib laughed evilly and ran along the sidewalk. "GIR!"
Gir's normally blue parts turned red as he saluted Zim. "Yes sir!" Gir said.
"Gir, go after Dib and DESTROY THAT TAPE." Zim commanded.
"Yes sir! Right away!" Gir turned normal and flipped backwards into his cute, green dog suit. It squeaked as Gir ran out the door, across the lawn, down the sidewalk, and toward Dib.
"We'll never see him again, will we?" Asked Casi as she watched Gir, trying hard not to laugh.
"Nope."
The two stifled their laughter.
"Gir IS a S.I.R, isn't he?" Casi said, covering her mouth.
"I'm not sure."
More stifled laughter. A bird chirp could've got them going.
"Now, Gir happens to be S.I.R, and that's…convenient…but still, isn't he just scrap metal?"
"I'm not sure. That's probably the case though."
"How did we start talking about S.I.R.s?
"I don't know."
Casi puzzled for a minute. "Oh, that reminds me! Is Sasha in one piece again?"
Zim blinked. "Sasha?…Oh, you mean your S.I.R! Yes, he should be together again."
Zim led Casi back down into his control room. He walked over to a glass case that Casi hadn't noticed before. Tapping the glass (and a few buttons on the side), Zim squinted and grinned. The glass case opened, revealing an deactivated S.I.R. Casi looked it over closely and crossed her fingers. She glared at the S.I.R.
"Sasha, report for duty!" She shouted at the lifeless thing.
All at once, the S.I.R glowed red and leapt in front of Casi and Zim. It saluted Casi and waited for orders.
"Yes, sir! Reporting for duty!"
"Yes!" Rejoiced Casi, grinning and looking at the ceiling. She turned toward Zim. "I can't thank you enough."
Zim waved a hand casually. "Just paying off one of the things that I owe you. Besides, it was my fault that Sasha was torn apart, anyway."
"No, it was Gir's fault." Casi flicked a piece of her hair over her shoulder.
"Well, Gir's *my* responsibility."
"True…that was so embarrassing…" Snickered Casi.
"Casi, I'm sorry to say this, but I gotta embarrass you one more time."
"How else could you possibly embarrass me?"
"BY BEATING YOU TO TAK'S BASE!" Zim leapt into his Voot Cruiser and took off.
"Not so fast, little green one!" Casi turned toward Sasha. "Sash, go slow that Irken down!"
"Yes sir! I obey!" Shouted Sasha, taking after Zim. Casi leapt up and flew after Sasha and the tiny dot of Zim's retreating Voot.
* * * *
Meanwhile, in another part of the neighborhood, Gir was taking special precautions to go unnoticed by Dib. Every so often, Dib would turn around and look behind himself, and Gir would dive into a alley or a trash can, whatever happened to be nearer. Dib would then shrug and keep walking. Gir wheedled his way around stranger and stranger humans, and their rancid pets. Unfortunately, Dib walked by Bloaty's Pizza Hog, where Gaz was heading much like a zombie.
"The pig commands me…" Moaned Gaz. Dib stared at her for a minute, then looked behind himself one more time, but Gir was not there. He was in the pizza restaurant.
Gir walked up toward the cashier, where Gaz was walking away with a piece of pizza, her large, hazel, eyes shown in a dream-like trance.
"Yeah, whattdoya want?" The pimple faced, teenage, apparently carefree cashier asked the green dog.
"Pizza!" Shouted Gir happily.
"That'll be……$14.50..." But Gir was not there anymore. He had remembered his master's orders and went out to carry them out. He was looking for Dib, but Dib was not there. Gir walked down the deserted sidewalk and looked for Dib's house. Finding it, Gir walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Gaz, who magically got back to her house before Gir did, answered it.
"What?" Was the one, simple, word that Gaz said. She was obviously very busy, tapping all those buttons on her Gameslave2.
"I want Dib." Gir answered.
"Just a minute. DIB! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE AND ANSWER THE DOOR!"
The black-jacketed boy ran to the door.
"Yes?………" He looked around, and then down at Gir. "Yike! Aren't you that…thing…that Zim always has with him?"
Without a second thought, Gir snatched the tape from Dib's hands and ate — yes, ate — it. Dib gave Gir a confused look as he walked toward Tak's base.
*sighs* Until next time, loyal reader.