Chapter
3: A Tragedy Beyond Repair
Zer awakened to hear 'Cupcake' Singing. He ignored the repeated word and left to go to skool. He didn't like dealing with Saje, but he knew it was necessary. He wondered why her brother, Dib, didn't act like the original Dib. He wondered if he even cared about stuff like aliens. It was clear that he had no friends, and disliked his sister. Zer just wondered why. There was no visible reason why he was disliked so much. Dib avoided contact with Zer, as Zer did with him.
When Zer returned home that day, Sir was in the lab leaning his little cloth ear against the wall. The tapping was accompanied with a gentle talk, to quiet to understand. Zer stepped up to the wall and listened. A voice whispered an unidentified chant. The two stood there for a long time before Zer left to read more of Zim's log. He had read a couple days worth. He stepped to the desk, which the log was at, only to realize the top page was ripped off. "Sir." He said, under his breath. He began to read when Sir walked into the room. He leaned against the wall for a moment. "Sir. What do you want? I'm busy." The Sir looked over at him for a moment. "Master? What is the meaning of the word 'Doom'?" Zer looked at him. " Why? Shouldn't you know?" Zer stepped over to him. "Master. I'm gonna knock down this wall, ok?" "Uh.No! You can't!" Zer looked at him. He remained listening to the wall. Zer heard nothing.
After putting up with the tapping the few weeks he was there, Zer decided to find the cause. He located the area in which the sound was coming from, and got a low-power lazar. Sir sat back and watched. He carved out a good-sized piece of the wall, and hopped through into another section of Zim's old lab. Sir followed. He stumbled around in the darkness a few moments, until he heard the tapping. As he got closer, He heard some gentle humming. That's when his Sir started singing the simple one word song he had been singing earlier. He sang as the humming backed him up.
Zer stepped to where it sounded like Sir was, and then pulled a small, dim flashlight out of his back pod. He shined it Toward Sir, and was shocked to find another robot accompanying Sir's singing, and hugging a photograph.
2000 years ago, right after Zim's disappearance, Gir set off to locate his master. He used a little satellite installed for transmitting to Zim. It led him to a plain, unmarked building. It was a huge building, surrounded by barbed wire. Gir easily hopped over it. He stepped through the vast emptiness before he reached one of the few barred windows. He struggled to break it, but too no avail. After awhile, he got frustrated and jetted right through a wall. He quickly ran through the halls is search of his beloved master. He finally located the source of the signal. Zim's back pod was lying on a table, without Zim attached. Gir nervously ran throughout the halls in search of his master. When he found him, he wished he had stayed home. There, lay his master's limp body on an autopsy table. Gir's eyes opened wide, as he stared in disbelief. Zim was gone.
After that, Gir didn't know what he should do. Though he wasn't the most intelligent thing, he still had feelings, and he knew this was wrong. He stepped into the room and approached his master. He stared at him in sorrow. He climbed up to the table, as his eyes welded up with tears. He laid his little dog head upon his master, and rubbed the tears from his eyes on Zim's pinkish uniform. " Master. Wake up now. We need to go home!" No use. Zim didn't respond.
After that day, Gir was traumatized. He couldn't do anything, except think of his lost master, and the one who did that to him. Gir only had one meaning now.
Zer looked at the robot. The tattered dog costume on him. His eyes stared strait ahead, not moving for anything. Zer was amazed that after 2000 years, Gir still functioned. He rocked back and forth, his head tapping the wall as he did so. Gir was a tragedy, beyond repair.
Zer took the photo out of Gir's arms. It was a picture of Zim and Gir together. They where both smiling, and it looked like they were both very happy. Those times were over. Zer picked up Gir. He was limp as Zim was the day he died. Gir looked toward Zer, and stopped humming. Gir saw only what he wanted to see. His master holding him. A look of joy was in Gir's eyes, though is mouth never smiled. He was to weak.
"Master?" He said. Gir looked at him. Zer was as amazed as Gir was. To Gir, his master had come back from the dead. To Zer, it was simply a miracle.