--AN: I still don't own Zim. Also, GIR is able to receive a female
personality in my opinion, though she is machine. Besides, machines such as
cars and boats are often referred to as "she." So there.--
Zim knew what had to be done. He had to contact his sworn enemy to tell him his sister was badly hurt, and possibly dieing. /Joy./ Zim never learned to use a telephone, but he knew Dib would be using his computer. It took Zim mere seconds to hack into Dib's system and send him a message:
Filthy human worm-baby- Your head is really big. Zim P.S.- I will always have better technology!
Zim knew the message would have its desired effect. Had he communicated the real reason he wanted Dib to come running full speed to his base, Dib would have thought it was a "trap" and stayed away. Dib responded much better to a challenge.
As Dib burst in the door he was greeted by a bouncing GIR. "Helloooo!" she cooed metallically, hopping from one foot to another. She flipped onto her head.
"Where's Zim?" Dib asked, annoyed.
"Zim's downstairs with the pretty lady!"
Dib flew to the kitchen and stepped into the garbage can and said "Take me to Zim." /This is humiliating. C'mon, a garbage can for an elevator?/ he thought as he descended slowly. /Too slowly for comfort if Zim is down here with my sister./
When the elevator arrived, Zim was standing beside the door. Seeing Zim but not finding his sister was not a good sign. "What have you done with Gaz!?" Dib bellowed.
"Now calm down and follow me Dib," Zim spat out the name like it was diseased. It reminded Dib of how Gaz said it when she didn't want to be distracted from her Game Slave. Zim walked briskly toward his equivalent of a human hospital.
"Where are you taking me? And where's Gaz?" Zim could hear the worry, and also the anger, in Dib's voice.
"I am taking you to Gaz, Dib. She's been hurt, and I."
"WHAT?!?" Dib interrupted. "What did you do to her?" He grabbed Zim by his slender shoulders and shook him violently. "I'll kill you!"
"Listen to me Dib, I'm taking you to her so you can Help. Me. Save. Her."
Dib blinked dumbly at this concept. /Why would the alien want to help Gaz? Well, there's hardly time to ponder, especially since I don't know what's wrong yet. This had better not be some elaborate story./ "Alright. I'll believe you, but if you're wrong I'm going to murder you and sell you to the government for alien autopsy."
"Then I have nothing to worry about," Zim stated coolly.
Zim knew what had to be done. He had to contact his sworn enemy to tell him his sister was badly hurt, and possibly dieing. /Joy./ Zim never learned to use a telephone, but he knew Dib would be using his computer. It took Zim mere seconds to hack into Dib's system and send him a message:
Filthy human worm-baby- Your head is really big. Zim P.S.- I will always have better technology!
Zim knew the message would have its desired effect. Had he communicated the real reason he wanted Dib to come running full speed to his base, Dib would have thought it was a "trap" and stayed away. Dib responded much better to a challenge.
As Dib burst in the door he was greeted by a bouncing GIR. "Helloooo!" she cooed metallically, hopping from one foot to another. She flipped onto her head.
"Where's Zim?" Dib asked, annoyed.
"Zim's downstairs with the pretty lady!"
Dib flew to the kitchen and stepped into the garbage can and said "Take me to Zim." /This is humiliating. C'mon, a garbage can for an elevator?/ he thought as he descended slowly. /Too slowly for comfort if Zim is down here with my sister./
When the elevator arrived, Zim was standing beside the door. Seeing Zim but not finding his sister was not a good sign. "What have you done with Gaz!?" Dib bellowed.
"Now calm down and follow me Dib," Zim spat out the name like it was diseased. It reminded Dib of how Gaz said it when she didn't want to be distracted from her Game Slave. Zim walked briskly toward his equivalent of a human hospital.
"Where are you taking me? And where's Gaz?" Zim could hear the worry, and also the anger, in Dib's voice.
"I am taking you to Gaz, Dib. She's been hurt, and I."
"WHAT?!?" Dib interrupted. "What did you do to her?" He grabbed Zim by his slender shoulders and shook him violently. "I'll kill you!"
"Listen to me Dib, I'm taking you to her so you can Help. Me. Save. Her."
Dib blinked dumbly at this concept. /Why would the alien want to help Gaz? Well, there's hardly time to ponder, especially since I don't know what's wrong yet. This had better not be some elaborate story./ "Alright. I'll believe you, but if you're wrong I'm going to murder you and sell you to the government for alien autopsy."
"Then I have nothing to worry about," Zim stated coolly.