Shadowed
Chapter 2-Escape
Zim woke up to the sound of the phone ring.
"W-what is it?", Zim asked.
"You still asleep?" It was Gaz.
"Wha-? No, no."
"Anyway, I have to go my dad's main work station. It's at least a two-hour ride from here and I have to take
the subway. I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me."
"Like a date?" Zim asked.
"No,well, not really. I was only wondering if you wanted to come."
Zim sighed. This could possibly be his second chance at winning her over then enslaving her.
"Okay then. Can I call it a date?"
"Ye-ah, uh, sure. I'll be over in a few minutes so,"
"All right, good bye, Gaz" he hung up the phone and started laughing again.
Gir followed in the laughing.
Gaz arrived about 10 minutes after.
Zim opened the door and Gaz emmidently pulled him outside, "C'mon, we'll be late!"
Most of the way they walked and Gaz kept dragging Zim behind her.
They got to the subway and stepped onto the long freight train.
Zim clenched his seat as the train began to move.
He had never been on such a thing and it was dark inside, which made Zim nervous.
He looked out the window to see the blackish bricks pass by.
He looked over at Gaz who was sketching something.
Zim couldn't quite tell what it was since Gaz was practically covering it up.
But when Zim got a look at the picture, he saw that it was him and Gaz with little black and red hearts all
around it.
Zim grinned evilly. He thought he had finally won over Gaz.
Dib was woken up in shock.
He was supposed to go with Gaz to their Dad's work place.
He ran downstairs and looked around.
Gaz's jacket was gone.
Dib hurried and got dressed then called Uko to come over.
When she arrived, Dib pulled her inside and started questioning her, "Have you seen Gaz? I mean I woke
up and she wasn't here and I looked around and we're supposed to go and see dad and her jacket's gone and
someone could kidnap her or try to kill her and--"
"DIB!.....Okay, I get it!" Uko yelled.
"NO! Gaz is out there all alone in the cold-hearted world with those murderous people!"
"Dib, chill, alright? Gaz isn't alone." Uko said.
"What?" Dib stared at her.
"Yeah, I saw her this morning. She and Zim headed out to the city about 2 hours ago." Uko explained.
Dib's jaw dropped "WHAT!? Gaz? And....ZIM?!"
"That's what I said! Is that some sort of problem? At least she isn't alone."
Dib sat down, "Gaz would be safer going by herself. Zim'll kill her and slice her in to pieces and then toss
the remains into space. We gotta find her!"
Uko rolled her eyes, "Dib, stop being so paranoid. Gaz is fine. Zim wouldn't hurt her."
Dib got up again, "How do you know?"
"I, uh, sort of overheard Zim talking to Gaz a few days ago. He was asking her out and stuff."
"And...stuff?"
"Yeah. And the night before he was talking to that dog about her, but I couldn't understand what he was
saying."
"And you kept this from me?!" Dib yelled.
"Well, what was I suppose to say? - Oh hey Dib, I just aced a math test and guess what? Your worst enemy
just asked you sister out and I'm having a bar-b-que this weekend, do you like carnival tents and clown
balloons?"
"You could have just-- wait...your having a cook out this weekend?"
"Next weekend."
Dib sighed, "I-I just don't know, Uko. You can't trust Zim by what he says or he would have taken over the
planet by now."
Uko put her hand on his shoulder, "I'm sure Gaz is perfectly safe. If Zim would try to hurt her anyway, Gaz
would probably beat him to a bloody pulp."
"Maybe." Dib sat down on the couch.
"I bet my life on it. In a few hours, Gaz'll come through that door and throw something at you, then you'll
feel all better! Unless you get all bruised or something. Then you'll feel better, on the inside, just not on the
outside.....does that make any sense?"
Dib nodded.
"Trust me on this.....but if Zim's away, then who's at his house on guard?"
"Those gnomes in the front yard and giant claws inside."
"Well, who's operating them?"
"The computer system."
Uko growled, "Then let's go blow it up!"
She grabbed Dib and pushed him out the door.
Zim had fallen asleep until the train made a dead stop.
Gaz hit Zim with her notebook, awaking him.
"Get up, we're here."
She dragged him out of the subway.
Zim, still half-asleep, looked around.
The buildings were much taller than the ones close to home.
"This way." Gaz pulled his arm.
Zim looked at all of the humans who appeared to stop and stare.
He checked to make sure his wig was still on and that his lenses were still in place, and they were-but as we
know, Zim is paranoid.
They finally arrived at the station after about a half-an-hour walking.
They went through the staff entrance and into the "Lab of Subatomic Particles."
"Dad!" Gaz yelled.
Professor Membrane approached the two, "Where's your brother?"
"He said he had to go find big foot or something, so I brought Zim."
"Ah, the foreign child!" Professor Membrane said.
"Hello." Zim replied.
"Well, if your brother wants to play detective, that's his fault."
"Why'd you call us down here twenty-seven miles from home anyway?" Gaz hoped up on a counter-top.
"Here," the professor pulled an envelope out of his lab coat, "I need you to deliver this for me."
Gaz took the letter, "To Mr. Poopdog?"
"It's top secret, so I'm trusting you to deliver it. I'd do it myself, but I've got a disease to destroy in less than
an hour, so have fun kids and I'll be home on Wednesday."
Gaz looked at the letter, then tossed it to Zim, "Hold on to that, and DON'T LOSE IT."
As Gaz walked off, Zim hid the envelope in his backpack then followed Gaz to the exit.
They took a cab to an old runned down building.
Bricks were laying in the front and it had weeds growing left and right.
You could here babies crying and cats and dogs fighting, one or the other getting their ear bitten off.
"Okay, give me the letter so I can go home." Gaz asked.
Zim tried to open his backpack and get the letter without needing to use the robot legs.
There was some kind of malfunction, "Um, let me get it. I'll be right back."
Zim ran behind the house where he wouldn't be seen and took his backpack off.
He pulled a screwdriver out and attempted fixing the backpack.
He put the backpack on.
Gaz impatiently growled on the doorstep, then figured Zim had gotten eaten by something and went to go
see.
Just as she came around the corner, Zim's robot legs retracted.
"What was that?!" Gaz asked.
"Wh-what's what?" Zim questioned nervously.
"That, that...THING that came out of your back!"
"Wh-what thing?" a trickle of sweat rolled down his forehead, "Maybe the heat is making you delusional."
"Zim, it's 50 degrees and the sun isn't even out! And I'm not being delusional! What was it? Some kind of
hideous deformation?"
"Yes, a d-deformation." Zim gulped.
"Oooh! Can I see?"
"I'm, eh, I-I got the letter." Zim handed her the envelope.
"It's about time. Let's just deliver the thing and get out of here."
Zim nodded, looking like he was about to pass out.
As they walked to the doorstep, Zim's backpack malfunctioned again, sending the robot legs out, knocking
Gaz over, and tearing his disguise off.
Zim fell to the ground, covering his face.
"What the hell is your problem, Zim?!" Gaz yelled, getting up.
She looked over at Zim who had stood up, unaware of what had just happened.
Gaz stared at him for a second, then rubbed her eyes.
Zim quickly tossed on his disguise.
Gaz opened her eyes again, "Maybe your right, I am being delusional."
She rang the doorbell.
An old man answered.
He had yellow hair, green teeth, and was wearing pink bunny pajamas.
"Hello? Hello? Hello?" he poked his cane at Zim.
"Give this to poopdog." Gaz ordered.
"No, I just went about an hour ago." the old man said.
"No! POOPDOG!" Gaz yelled.
"Would you like some chocolate?" the old man put a box in Zim's face.
Zim reached for the little brown bar, but Gaz smacked his hand, "No, Zim! Don't eat that! It's a
laxitive.See?" She pointed to the side of the box.
"Oooh! Girl scout cookies! This takes me back to the day with the little meat snaps and count coco fang
cookie bars. Did I ever tell you about the time I bought a raisinpoop cookie? It was--"
"Look! Just give this letter to Poopdog!" Gaz handed the old guy the letter.
"Thank you little boy. I just love frozen armpits, don't you?"
Gaz growled and shoved the guy inside and grabbed Zim's arm, "C'mon, or we'll miss the next train."
They took the subway home and Zim offered to walk Gaz home once more.
"Hey, Gaz? What's a 'laxative?'" Zim asked.
"It makes you poop, I can't believe you didn't know that. Sometimes I wonder if you're human."
Zim started sweating again, "It had slipped my mind, I just needed a reminder."
"Oh."
When they reached the Membrane home, Zim hugged Gaz and walked home.
Gaz sighed and went inside.
Dib was waiting for her, "Hello Gaz. Where have you been?"
"Where do you think?" Gaz closed the door.
"I don't know...why don't you explain? Weren't we supposed to to dad's work?"
"I did. He only wanted me to deliver some dumb note to some old guy."
"And you left without me? Alone?" Dib asked slyly.
"Yeah, so? I go out alone all the time in case you haven't noticed."
"I heard you went with Zim." Dib got up from the chair.
"So what if I did? What are you gonna do about it?"
"I knew it! Uko wouldn't lie!"
"Oh, so now you're spying on me."
"No, Uko only saw you with, HIM! That stupid alien!"
Gaz walked upstairs "It's none of your business. You wouldn't get up so who else would come with me?
Obviously Zim wanted to go. So just be happy I made it back alive." she slammed her door shut.
"HE'S OUT TO KILL YOU!" Dib yelled to her.
"BE QUIET!" Gaz responded.
Dib slammed his fist hard against the railing and ran out the door to Uko's.
Zim had just gotten home to see his entire upstairs, trashed.
"What the-"
Zim went to his lab.
Almost everything was smashed or broken.
'No wonder I was having problems today.' Zim thought.
He searched through all of the rubbage to see Gir's little robot body lying lifelessly upon the floor.
Zim picked him up and looked around for something, anything at all worth using.
There in Sector 5 was his voot runner, unharmed and stable.
Zim sat in the pile of garbage using whatever tools he could to fix Gir.
All had failed, so Zim put Gir in the voot runner, grabbed a torn blanket and went upstairs.
He flipped over the couch and brushed the trash off, then fell asleep.
He knew exactly who to blame for this.
Chapter 2-Escape
Zim woke up to the sound of the phone ring.
"W-what is it?", Zim asked.
"You still asleep?" It was Gaz.
"Wha-? No, no."
"Anyway, I have to go my dad's main work station. It's at least a two-hour ride from here and I have to take
the subway. I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me."
"Like a date?" Zim asked.
"No,well, not really. I was only wondering if you wanted to come."
Zim sighed. This could possibly be his second chance at winning her over then enslaving her.
"Okay then. Can I call it a date?"
"Ye-ah, uh, sure. I'll be over in a few minutes so,"
"All right, good bye, Gaz" he hung up the phone and started laughing again.
Gir followed in the laughing.
Gaz arrived about 10 minutes after.
Zim opened the door and Gaz emmidently pulled him outside, "C'mon, we'll be late!"
Most of the way they walked and Gaz kept dragging Zim behind her.
They got to the subway and stepped onto the long freight train.
Zim clenched his seat as the train began to move.
He had never been on such a thing and it was dark inside, which made Zim nervous.
He looked out the window to see the blackish bricks pass by.
He looked over at Gaz who was sketching something.
Zim couldn't quite tell what it was since Gaz was practically covering it up.
But when Zim got a look at the picture, he saw that it was him and Gaz with little black and red hearts all
around it.
Zim grinned evilly. He thought he had finally won over Gaz.
Dib was woken up in shock.
He was supposed to go with Gaz to their Dad's work place.
He ran downstairs and looked around.
Gaz's jacket was gone.
Dib hurried and got dressed then called Uko to come over.
When she arrived, Dib pulled her inside and started questioning her, "Have you seen Gaz? I mean I woke
up and she wasn't here and I looked around and we're supposed to go and see dad and her jacket's gone and
someone could kidnap her or try to kill her and--"
"DIB!.....Okay, I get it!" Uko yelled.
"NO! Gaz is out there all alone in the cold-hearted world with those murderous people!"
"Dib, chill, alright? Gaz isn't alone." Uko said.
"What?" Dib stared at her.
"Yeah, I saw her this morning. She and Zim headed out to the city about 2 hours ago." Uko explained.
Dib's jaw dropped "WHAT!? Gaz? And....ZIM?!"
"That's what I said! Is that some sort of problem? At least she isn't alone."
Dib sat down, "Gaz would be safer going by herself. Zim'll kill her and slice her in to pieces and then toss
the remains into space. We gotta find her!"
Uko rolled her eyes, "Dib, stop being so paranoid. Gaz is fine. Zim wouldn't hurt her."
Dib got up again, "How do you know?"
"I, uh, sort of overheard Zim talking to Gaz a few days ago. He was asking her out and stuff."
"And...stuff?"
"Yeah. And the night before he was talking to that dog about her, but I couldn't understand what he was
saying."
"And you kept this from me?!" Dib yelled.
"Well, what was I suppose to say? - Oh hey Dib, I just aced a math test and guess what? Your worst enemy
just asked you sister out and I'm having a bar-b-que this weekend, do you like carnival tents and clown
balloons?"
"You could have just-- wait...your having a cook out this weekend?"
"Next weekend."
Dib sighed, "I-I just don't know, Uko. You can't trust Zim by what he says or he would have taken over the
planet by now."
Uko put her hand on his shoulder, "I'm sure Gaz is perfectly safe. If Zim would try to hurt her anyway, Gaz
would probably beat him to a bloody pulp."
"Maybe." Dib sat down on the couch.
"I bet my life on it. In a few hours, Gaz'll come through that door and throw something at you, then you'll
feel all better! Unless you get all bruised or something. Then you'll feel better, on the inside, just not on the
outside.....does that make any sense?"
Dib nodded.
"Trust me on this.....but if Zim's away, then who's at his house on guard?"
"Those gnomes in the front yard and giant claws inside."
"Well, who's operating them?"
"The computer system."
Uko growled, "Then let's go blow it up!"
She grabbed Dib and pushed him out the door.
Zim had fallen asleep until the train made a dead stop.
Gaz hit Zim with her notebook, awaking him.
"Get up, we're here."
She dragged him out of the subway.
Zim, still half-asleep, looked around.
The buildings were much taller than the ones close to home.
"This way." Gaz pulled his arm.
Zim looked at all of the humans who appeared to stop and stare.
He checked to make sure his wig was still on and that his lenses were still in place, and they were-but as we
know, Zim is paranoid.
They finally arrived at the station after about a half-an-hour walking.
They went through the staff entrance and into the "Lab of Subatomic Particles."
"Dad!" Gaz yelled.
Professor Membrane approached the two, "Where's your brother?"
"He said he had to go find big foot or something, so I brought Zim."
"Ah, the foreign child!" Professor Membrane said.
"Hello." Zim replied.
"Well, if your brother wants to play detective, that's his fault."
"Why'd you call us down here twenty-seven miles from home anyway?" Gaz hoped up on a counter-top.
"Here," the professor pulled an envelope out of his lab coat, "I need you to deliver this for me."
Gaz took the letter, "To Mr. Poopdog?"
"It's top secret, so I'm trusting you to deliver it. I'd do it myself, but I've got a disease to destroy in less than
an hour, so have fun kids and I'll be home on Wednesday."
Gaz looked at the letter, then tossed it to Zim, "Hold on to that, and DON'T LOSE IT."
As Gaz walked off, Zim hid the envelope in his backpack then followed Gaz to the exit.
They took a cab to an old runned down building.
Bricks were laying in the front and it had weeds growing left and right.
You could here babies crying and cats and dogs fighting, one or the other getting their ear bitten off.
"Okay, give me the letter so I can go home." Gaz asked.
Zim tried to open his backpack and get the letter without needing to use the robot legs.
There was some kind of malfunction, "Um, let me get it. I'll be right back."
Zim ran behind the house where he wouldn't be seen and took his backpack off.
He pulled a screwdriver out and attempted fixing the backpack.
He put the backpack on.
Gaz impatiently growled on the doorstep, then figured Zim had gotten eaten by something and went to go
see.
Just as she came around the corner, Zim's robot legs retracted.
"What was that?!" Gaz asked.
"Wh-what's what?" Zim questioned nervously.
"That, that...THING that came out of your back!"
"Wh-what thing?" a trickle of sweat rolled down his forehead, "Maybe the heat is making you delusional."
"Zim, it's 50 degrees and the sun isn't even out! And I'm not being delusional! What was it? Some kind of
hideous deformation?"
"Yes, a d-deformation." Zim gulped.
"Oooh! Can I see?"
"I'm, eh, I-I got the letter." Zim handed her the envelope.
"It's about time. Let's just deliver the thing and get out of here."
Zim nodded, looking like he was about to pass out.
As they walked to the doorstep, Zim's backpack malfunctioned again, sending the robot legs out, knocking
Gaz over, and tearing his disguise off.
Zim fell to the ground, covering his face.
"What the hell is your problem, Zim?!" Gaz yelled, getting up.
She looked over at Zim who had stood up, unaware of what had just happened.
Gaz stared at him for a second, then rubbed her eyes.
Zim quickly tossed on his disguise.
Gaz opened her eyes again, "Maybe your right, I am being delusional."
She rang the doorbell.
An old man answered.
He had yellow hair, green teeth, and was wearing pink bunny pajamas.
"Hello? Hello? Hello?" he poked his cane at Zim.
"Give this to poopdog." Gaz ordered.
"No, I just went about an hour ago." the old man said.
"No! POOPDOG!" Gaz yelled.
"Would you like some chocolate?" the old man put a box in Zim's face.
Zim reached for the little brown bar, but Gaz smacked his hand, "No, Zim! Don't eat that! It's a
laxitive.See?" She pointed to the side of the box.
"Oooh! Girl scout cookies! This takes me back to the day with the little meat snaps and count coco fang
cookie bars. Did I ever tell you about the time I bought a raisinpoop cookie? It was--"
"Look! Just give this letter to Poopdog!" Gaz handed the old guy the letter.
"Thank you little boy. I just love frozen armpits, don't you?"
Gaz growled and shoved the guy inside and grabbed Zim's arm, "C'mon, or we'll miss the next train."
They took the subway home and Zim offered to walk Gaz home once more.
"Hey, Gaz? What's a 'laxative?'" Zim asked.
"It makes you poop, I can't believe you didn't know that. Sometimes I wonder if you're human."
Zim started sweating again, "It had slipped my mind, I just needed a reminder."
"Oh."
When they reached the Membrane home, Zim hugged Gaz and walked home.
Gaz sighed and went inside.
Dib was waiting for her, "Hello Gaz. Where have you been?"
"Where do you think?" Gaz closed the door.
"I don't know...why don't you explain? Weren't we supposed to to dad's work?"
"I did. He only wanted me to deliver some dumb note to some old guy."
"And you left without me? Alone?" Dib asked slyly.
"Yeah, so? I go out alone all the time in case you haven't noticed."
"I heard you went with Zim." Dib got up from the chair.
"So what if I did? What are you gonna do about it?"
"I knew it! Uko wouldn't lie!"
"Oh, so now you're spying on me."
"No, Uko only saw you with, HIM! That stupid alien!"
Gaz walked upstairs "It's none of your business. You wouldn't get up so who else would come with me?
Obviously Zim wanted to go. So just be happy I made it back alive." she slammed her door shut.
"HE'S OUT TO KILL YOU!" Dib yelled to her.
"BE QUIET!" Gaz responded.
Dib slammed his fist hard against the railing and ran out the door to Uko's.
Zim had just gotten home to see his entire upstairs, trashed.
"What the-"
Zim went to his lab.
Almost everything was smashed or broken.
'No wonder I was having problems today.' Zim thought.
He searched through all of the rubbage to see Gir's little robot body lying lifelessly upon the floor.
Zim picked him up and looked around for something, anything at all worth using.
There in Sector 5 was his voot runner, unharmed and stable.
Zim sat in the pile of garbage using whatever tools he could to fix Gir.
All had failed, so Zim put Gir in the voot runner, grabbed a torn blanket and went upstairs.
He flipped over the couch and brushed the trash off, then fell asleep.
He knew exactly who to blame for this.