Counter-Clockwise
Chapter 3-Reluctant
Zim sighed heavilly.
This is not what he would have hoped for and the stink worm's sister kept haunting his every thought.
She was definitely not a normal human, but it never occurred to him until what had happened in the city.
He would most definitely find out what was wrong with Gaz.
This he promised.
~***~
Dib and Gaz weren't walking to school together today.
He had detention, so Gaz had to walk to school alone.
However, this didn't bother her, in fact, she was hoping he'd get more detentions.
All of that taunting and raving about aliens and bigfoot actually paid off, considering it sure did piss the teacher off when Dib through a slice of turkey at Zim, then pointed and laughed at Zim's screaming, running humility.
Gaz felt a little sorry for Zim, even though it was funny to watch him circle around the cafeteria and run head on into the school administrator.
The thought brought a bleak smile upon the girl's pale face.
Gaz continued to school.
Lunchtime.
Gaz sat alone for a while at her empty table until the ever-so-annoying Dib sat next to her.
She wasn't playing her Game Slave today, but was reading a science fiction novel on an alien outcast, sort of like Zim.
"Ya know, Gaz, I really don't know what is wrong with these people..." Dib was at it again, "I mean, c'mon! Don't they see it? Lookit him! All green and no ears! Don't you think they'd figure it out yet?"
"You're a real dork." Gaz insulted.
Dib glared over at Zim, who was pretending to eat his lunch.
"I have ta do something. I need to throw something." Dib snatched Gaz's book and threw at Zim's head.
Zim's face slammed into his lunch and he got up to brush the food off.
Gaz punched Dib, hard in the face and said, "I really don't understand why you consistently apply years of wasted time going after Zim! Don't you know by now you'll never win? And he isn't as close to invading Earth as to the chance that you have proving Bigfoot's actually existence!"
"So you know Zim is an alien?" Dib got up from the floor.
Gaz stood up and began walking from the table, "Do you think I'm blind?"
"Then help me stop his rein of terror!" Dib suggested.
"Dib, were you just listening to a word I said?" as turned around to face him.
"Yeah, but--"
"NO! You weren't! You had your head up your ass and were to caught up in your own little world!" Gaz walked off outside.
She sat at the bleachers and stared at the track.
A few kids from gym were running, but mostly there were kids coming out of the cafeteria, ever since Gaz and Zim got a petition going for a half-an- hour freedom after lunch.
They did some things together, but didn't quite know each other.
Gaz figured that ever since last night, Zim knew what she had been hiding for her entire life.
She thought she should talk to him, but the whole anti-social thing swept over and she continued to ignore him.
They would see each other around a lot, but never spoke much to one another.
It was almost like they were both thinking the same thing, hey, come talk to me!, so no words were spoken.
It had been like that for almost 4 years now, summer vacation was coming, and Gaz wouldn't get to see him all next year.
But she thought nothing of it.
Zim came out of the cafeteria and emmidiently saw her sitting alone.
He carefully approached her and sat beside her.
Nothing was said for at least five minutes, until Zim spoke up.
"Eh, um...here," he handed her the book that Dib threw at him.
Gaz looked over at the book and then to Zim.
"This IS yours, correct?" Zim asked.
"Yes," she took the book slowly from his gloved hand, "Thanks."
"Um, your welcome." He really didn't have to say it, Gaz could acre less either way.
"I, um, wanted to know, um, last night," Zim paused, "Could you tell me what happened? You didn't see anything, did you?"
"Yes, your pigs turned on you." Gaz replied, almost annoyed.
"But what did you do?" Zim asked nervously.
"I didn't do anything. Maybe it was your alien toxic you tried to hypnotize them with." Gaz hypothesized.
"I, uh, WAIT! You actually believed that stink thing, DIB?" Zim yelled.
"Don't interrogate me, Zim. I already knew you were an alien. So calm down, I'm not helping out Dib."
Zim did as Gaz said, "Why would you think that I, ZIM, would intendively turn my evil weapons against myself?"
"Must you be so arrogant?" Gaz asked him.
"Arrogant? ZIM being arrogant? Why, that's preposterous!" Zim crossed his arm.
"You're doing it again." Gaz reminded, "Do you need to live behind a lie?"
"What do you mean?" Zim inquired.
"I mean, you're lying to yourself."
Zim stopped.
He hadn't thought about it that way.
'Gaz must be playing mind games.' he thought, 'But maybe she's right. Nevertheless I must get down to the bottom of this, this MADNESS that she has put herself through.'
"Zim? Are you listening? Answer me!" Gaz demanded.
"I, um, don't know." Zim said to her in answer.
Gaz shook her head, "Not many of us do."
The bell rung and the students all moaned at the irriluctantness towards going inside.
Zim and Gaz walked back to their classes.
After school was over, Gaz walked home alone again, due to another detention of Dib's for trying to test the radioactivity in the lunch lady, whom he claims to be a vampire, or a relative of the Loch Ness Monster.
Zim followed Gaz home and waited.
About an hour later Dib came home and around 7:00, Gaz and Dib went with Professor Membrane to Family Night.
"How did I know that they were leaving the house tonight?" Zim asked himself.
He shook the thought from his head and crawled out of the bushes.
Spider legs from Zim's Pak escaped and he climbed up the side of the house and tried to open a window.
It refused to budge.
"Dammit." Zim hopped down and ran to the back door.
He undid the lock with the end of one of the spider legs and went inside.
He looked around the dark kitchen and walked into the partially lit living room.
The light was coming from a fish tank.
Zim shrugged and went upstairs.
He walked through the dark hallway until he came to the first room.
Zim entered.
There was nothing but a bed, a small desk, and another open door leading to a bathroom.
Zim took it that it was Professor Membrane's room, since it was so white looking.
He closed the door and scattered down the hallway to the next open door.
It was a blue tiled bathroom, more or less, Dib's.
Zim winced at the thought of the human and hurried to the final door.
He figured he could raid Dib's room after he went looking about Gaz's.
Behind the door was a staircase.
Zim carefully walked up, figuring it led to Gaz's room.
At the top was another door, locked.
Zim took the end of his spider leg and opened the door.
It was dark, very dark.
Zim flicked on the light and looked around.
Even with the light, the room was still dark, and a bit chilly, as well.
There was a gray and black-sheeted bed in the corner and a large dresser diagonally across from it.
She had dark carpet and dark walls and a small nightstand aside her bed.
There was a shelf above an inflated chair that had categorized video games and below, idly sitting, was her beloved Game Slave 2.
Zim looked around a bit at the many drawings posted upon her wall and dug through old Game magazines and Squee! Comics.
Zim looked up to see two doors, closed.
He stood and opened them.
It was a closet.
There was a large wardrobe of dark colored clothes.
On the shelf above the pole which her clothes hung on were many stuffed animals and a black sleeping bag .
But there in the corner was a treasury.
Zim pulled it out and opened it.
Inside were a bunch of dark dresses from her elementary school days.
Zim shifted them aside.
Underneath were some old alien novels and ancient books about demons and sorcerers.
He sat them away from another black box.
There inside was a little book, a small clock, and a long cloak with a tag on it.
The tag said Envy 101.
Zim looked over at the small book that was in the box.
It said 'Envy 101' on the cover.
Zim opened it and looked through the table of contents.
His eyes fell upon CLOAK page 37.
Zim flipped to the page and read the article beneath the bold title.
It read:
CLOAK
Once used to keep the shoulders of time from ice, CLOAK is now used to turn back the tables of time itself.
Zim gasped.
"This...this, CLOAK can turn back time? Impossible! It completely betrays the laws of time and space. You can't turn back time with a sleeveless trench coat! This has got to be the worst lie I've ever heard!"
The cloak once was believed to be the best thing known to man. Their husbands and wives would be killed in war or by sickness. The cloak was used to go back and stop the horrible phase that had happened. A cure was found to be toxic. Scientists would take the cloak back and stop themselves from creating a more hideous disease. Essence was heard that time has died and this is where the myth of the curse arised. It is to be used carefully and.
".blah blah blah, yeah, yeah." Zim picked up the cloak, tossed off his red jacket, and slipped the cloak over his old red shirt. "Ooooh.neat."
Zim put the stuff back in the box and shoved the treasury back to the corner of the closet.
He studied the little book's cover, then placed it into his pak.
The sounds of footsteps came from a close distance.
They were home and Gaz was right outside of her room.
"Whatever, DIB!" she yelled back to her frustrated brother.
Zim panicked and jumped into the closet.
Gaz opened the door, "DIB! STOP BREAKING IN MY ROOM!"
"I didn't break into anything!" a faint voice replied back, most likely Dib's.
Gaz growled and slammed her door shut, locking it.
Zim peeked through a crack in the closet.
Gaz lay down on her bed and buried her face in her pillow.
Zim thought she was crying.
He was hoping she'd fall asleep, and soon.it was starting to get late.
After about an hour of listening to her quiet, soft sobs, Zim thought she was finally asleep, then she got up and wiped her tear stained face off.
Zim wanted to know what was wrong with her and somehow wanted to come out of the closet and comfort her.
He shook his head, 'Don't think that, Zim.' he thought, 'You don't want to get trapped with these HUMAN emotions. You will not fall in love.'
He looked through the closet again.
Gaz was undressing.
Zim closed his eyes, "You will NOT look, you will NOT look." He told himself.
He opened his eyes and stared, only to come to the point of fainting until she slipped into bed.
"I hope she never finds out about that." Zim slowly exited the closet and tip-toed towards the window.
Gaz sat up, "What the hell? Who-DIB! Get out!"
"Shhh! Shhhh! Gaz! It's me! Zim!" Zim whispered.
"Zim? What are you doing here?! And in my room?" Gaz questioned.
"I, um, came.to.see you." Zim lied, even though he did want to see her again.
"Wha-why?" Gaz pulled the blanket around herself.
Zim slowly walked over to her and sat on her bed, "What were you crying about?"
"Huh? I, I wasn't crying! How long have you been in my closet?" she crossed her arms.
"I, uh, came by, and, uh, no one was home, so I, uh, thought I'd, um, wait." Zim tried to convince.
Gaz stared at him, "Yeah, uh-huh. Is that my cloak you're wearing?"
Zim gulped, "N-No!"
She narrowed her eyes, "Right. Well, now that you're hear, tell me what the hell do you want?"
Zim had to think fast, he didn't want to panic again.
He eyed her for a few minutes.
She seemed a bit agitated, but yet, glad to see him.
Without thinking, he pressed his lips against hers.
After a minute or two, he let off, got up and went over to the window, opening it.
Before he left, Gaz spoke out, "Um, Zim."
Zim turned around, "Yes, Gaz?"
"Thanks. For, um, stopping by." Gaz told him.
Zim smiled at her and jumped out the window, gently closing it behind him.
As Zim walked home, he looked down at the ends of the cloak.
It was black and even reminded him of Gaz.
He began to get the idea that he didn't want to kill Gaz,
In fact, she may prove to be useful.
"This cloak may as well be the key to time, turning it all back. I could stop Dib from everything. This may just be better than my old time machine plan. And Gaz, yes. Heh heh heh." Zim said to himself as he entered his house, "I almost didn't get out with the damn cloak. If she would have really noticed, I'd be dead. It's a good thing I've watched all of those mushy romance movies with Gir. Heh heh, love."
Then the kiss he shared with Gaz came into mind.
He shook his head again.
He refused to end up like those humans in the movies.
He would make sure he wouldn't.
Chapter 3-Reluctant
Zim sighed heavilly.
This is not what he would have hoped for and the stink worm's sister kept haunting his every thought.
She was definitely not a normal human, but it never occurred to him until what had happened in the city.
He would most definitely find out what was wrong with Gaz.
This he promised.
~***~
Dib and Gaz weren't walking to school together today.
He had detention, so Gaz had to walk to school alone.
However, this didn't bother her, in fact, she was hoping he'd get more detentions.
All of that taunting and raving about aliens and bigfoot actually paid off, considering it sure did piss the teacher off when Dib through a slice of turkey at Zim, then pointed and laughed at Zim's screaming, running humility.
Gaz felt a little sorry for Zim, even though it was funny to watch him circle around the cafeteria and run head on into the school administrator.
The thought brought a bleak smile upon the girl's pale face.
Gaz continued to school.
Lunchtime.
Gaz sat alone for a while at her empty table until the ever-so-annoying Dib sat next to her.
She wasn't playing her Game Slave today, but was reading a science fiction novel on an alien outcast, sort of like Zim.
"Ya know, Gaz, I really don't know what is wrong with these people..." Dib was at it again, "I mean, c'mon! Don't they see it? Lookit him! All green and no ears! Don't you think they'd figure it out yet?"
"You're a real dork." Gaz insulted.
Dib glared over at Zim, who was pretending to eat his lunch.
"I have ta do something. I need to throw something." Dib snatched Gaz's book and threw at Zim's head.
Zim's face slammed into his lunch and he got up to brush the food off.
Gaz punched Dib, hard in the face and said, "I really don't understand why you consistently apply years of wasted time going after Zim! Don't you know by now you'll never win? And he isn't as close to invading Earth as to the chance that you have proving Bigfoot's actually existence!"
"So you know Zim is an alien?" Dib got up from the floor.
Gaz stood up and began walking from the table, "Do you think I'm blind?"
"Then help me stop his rein of terror!" Dib suggested.
"Dib, were you just listening to a word I said?" as turned around to face him.
"Yeah, but--"
"NO! You weren't! You had your head up your ass and were to caught up in your own little world!" Gaz walked off outside.
She sat at the bleachers and stared at the track.
A few kids from gym were running, but mostly there were kids coming out of the cafeteria, ever since Gaz and Zim got a petition going for a half-an- hour freedom after lunch.
They did some things together, but didn't quite know each other.
Gaz figured that ever since last night, Zim knew what she had been hiding for her entire life.
She thought she should talk to him, but the whole anti-social thing swept over and she continued to ignore him.
They would see each other around a lot, but never spoke much to one another.
It was almost like they were both thinking the same thing, hey, come talk to me!, so no words were spoken.
It had been like that for almost 4 years now, summer vacation was coming, and Gaz wouldn't get to see him all next year.
But she thought nothing of it.
Zim came out of the cafeteria and emmidiently saw her sitting alone.
He carefully approached her and sat beside her.
Nothing was said for at least five minutes, until Zim spoke up.
"Eh, um...here," he handed her the book that Dib threw at him.
Gaz looked over at the book and then to Zim.
"This IS yours, correct?" Zim asked.
"Yes," she took the book slowly from his gloved hand, "Thanks."
"Um, your welcome." He really didn't have to say it, Gaz could acre less either way.
"I, um, wanted to know, um, last night," Zim paused, "Could you tell me what happened? You didn't see anything, did you?"
"Yes, your pigs turned on you." Gaz replied, almost annoyed.
"But what did you do?" Zim asked nervously.
"I didn't do anything. Maybe it was your alien toxic you tried to hypnotize them with." Gaz hypothesized.
"I, uh, WAIT! You actually believed that stink thing, DIB?" Zim yelled.
"Don't interrogate me, Zim. I already knew you were an alien. So calm down, I'm not helping out Dib."
Zim did as Gaz said, "Why would you think that I, ZIM, would intendively turn my evil weapons against myself?"
"Must you be so arrogant?" Gaz asked him.
"Arrogant? ZIM being arrogant? Why, that's preposterous!" Zim crossed his arm.
"You're doing it again." Gaz reminded, "Do you need to live behind a lie?"
"What do you mean?" Zim inquired.
"I mean, you're lying to yourself."
Zim stopped.
He hadn't thought about it that way.
'Gaz must be playing mind games.' he thought, 'But maybe she's right. Nevertheless I must get down to the bottom of this, this MADNESS that she has put herself through.'
"Zim? Are you listening? Answer me!" Gaz demanded.
"I, um, don't know." Zim said to her in answer.
Gaz shook her head, "Not many of us do."
The bell rung and the students all moaned at the irriluctantness towards going inside.
Zim and Gaz walked back to their classes.
After school was over, Gaz walked home alone again, due to another detention of Dib's for trying to test the radioactivity in the lunch lady, whom he claims to be a vampire, or a relative of the Loch Ness Monster.
Zim followed Gaz home and waited.
About an hour later Dib came home and around 7:00, Gaz and Dib went with Professor Membrane to Family Night.
"How did I know that they were leaving the house tonight?" Zim asked himself.
He shook the thought from his head and crawled out of the bushes.
Spider legs from Zim's Pak escaped and he climbed up the side of the house and tried to open a window.
It refused to budge.
"Dammit." Zim hopped down and ran to the back door.
He undid the lock with the end of one of the spider legs and went inside.
He looked around the dark kitchen and walked into the partially lit living room.
The light was coming from a fish tank.
Zim shrugged and went upstairs.
He walked through the dark hallway until he came to the first room.
Zim entered.
There was nothing but a bed, a small desk, and another open door leading to a bathroom.
Zim took it that it was Professor Membrane's room, since it was so white looking.
He closed the door and scattered down the hallway to the next open door.
It was a blue tiled bathroom, more or less, Dib's.
Zim winced at the thought of the human and hurried to the final door.
He figured he could raid Dib's room after he went looking about Gaz's.
Behind the door was a staircase.
Zim carefully walked up, figuring it led to Gaz's room.
At the top was another door, locked.
Zim took the end of his spider leg and opened the door.
It was dark, very dark.
Zim flicked on the light and looked around.
Even with the light, the room was still dark, and a bit chilly, as well.
There was a gray and black-sheeted bed in the corner and a large dresser diagonally across from it.
She had dark carpet and dark walls and a small nightstand aside her bed.
There was a shelf above an inflated chair that had categorized video games and below, idly sitting, was her beloved Game Slave 2.
Zim looked around a bit at the many drawings posted upon her wall and dug through old Game magazines and Squee! Comics.
Zim looked up to see two doors, closed.
He stood and opened them.
It was a closet.
There was a large wardrobe of dark colored clothes.
On the shelf above the pole which her clothes hung on were many stuffed animals and a black sleeping bag .
But there in the corner was a treasury.
Zim pulled it out and opened it.
Inside were a bunch of dark dresses from her elementary school days.
Zim shifted them aside.
Underneath were some old alien novels and ancient books about demons and sorcerers.
He sat them away from another black box.
There inside was a little book, a small clock, and a long cloak with a tag on it.
The tag said Envy 101.
Zim looked over at the small book that was in the box.
It said 'Envy 101' on the cover.
Zim opened it and looked through the table of contents.
His eyes fell upon CLOAK page 37.
Zim flipped to the page and read the article beneath the bold title.
It read:
CLOAK
Once used to keep the shoulders of time from ice, CLOAK is now used to turn back the tables of time itself.
Zim gasped.
"This...this, CLOAK can turn back time? Impossible! It completely betrays the laws of time and space. You can't turn back time with a sleeveless trench coat! This has got to be the worst lie I've ever heard!"
The cloak once was believed to be the best thing known to man. Their husbands and wives would be killed in war or by sickness. The cloak was used to go back and stop the horrible phase that had happened. A cure was found to be toxic. Scientists would take the cloak back and stop themselves from creating a more hideous disease. Essence was heard that time has died and this is where the myth of the curse arised. It is to be used carefully and.
".blah blah blah, yeah, yeah." Zim picked up the cloak, tossed off his red jacket, and slipped the cloak over his old red shirt. "Ooooh.neat."
Zim put the stuff back in the box and shoved the treasury back to the corner of the closet.
He studied the little book's cover, then placed it into his pak.
The sounds of footsteps came from a close distance.
They were home and Gaz was right outside of her room.
"Whatever, DIB!" she yelled back to her frustrated brother.
Zim panicked and jumped into the closet.
Gaz opened the door, "DIB! STOP BREAKING IN MY ROOM!"
"I didn't break into anything!" a faint voice replied back, most likely Dib's.
Gaz growled and slammed her door shut, locking it.
Zim peeked through a crack in the closet.
Gaz lay down on her bed and buried her face in her pillow.
Zim thought she was crying.
He was hoping she'd fall asleep, and soon.it was starting to get late.
After about an hour of listening to her quiet, soft sobs, Zim thought she was finally asleep, then she got up and wiped her tear stained face off.
Zim wanted to know what was wrong with her and somehow wanted to come out of the closet and comfort her.
He shook his head, 'Don't think that, Zim.' he thought, 'You don't want to get trapped with these HUMAN emotions. You will not fall in love.'
He looked through the closet again.
Gaz was undressing.
Zim closed his eyes, "You will NOT look, you will NOT look." He told himself.
He opened his eyes and stared, only to come to the point of fainting until she slipped into bed.
"I hope she never finds out about that." Zim slowly exited the closet and tip-toed towards the window.
Gaz sat up, "What the hell? Who-DIB! Get out!"
"Shhh! Shhhh! Gaz! It's me! Zim!" Zim whispered.
"Zim? What are you doing here?! And in my room?" Gaz questioned.
"I, um, came.to.see you." Zim lied, even though he did want to see her again.
"Wha-why?" Gaz pulled the blanket around herself.
Zim slowly walked over to her and sat on her bed, "What were you crying about?"
"Huh? I, I wasn't crying! How long have you been in my closet?" she crossed her arms.
"I, uh, came by, and, uh, no one was home, so I, uh, thought I'd, um, wait." Zim tried to convince.
Gaz stared at him, "Yeah, uh-huh. Is that my cloak you're wearing?"
Zim gulped, "N-No!"
She narrowed her eyes, "Right. Well, now that you're hear, tell me what the hell do you want?"
Zim had to think fast, he didn't want to panic again.
He eyed her for a few minutes.
She seemed a bit agitated, but yet, glad to see him.
Without thinking, he pressed his lips against hers.
After a minute or two, he let off, got up and went over to the window, opening it.
Before he left, Gaz spoke out, "Um, Zim."
Zim turned around, "Yes, Gaz?"
"Thanks. For, um, stopping by." Gaz told him.
Zim smiled at her and jumped out the window, gently closing it behind him.
As Zim walked home, he looked down at the ends of the cloak.
It was black and even reminded him of Gaz.
He began to get the idea that he didn't want to kill Gaz,
In fact, she may prove to be useful.
"This cloak may as well be the key to time, turning it all back. I could stop Dib from everything. This may just be better than my old time machine plan. And Gaz, yes. Heh heh heh." Zim said to himself as he entered his house, "I almost didn't get out with the damn cloak. If she would have really noticed, I'd be dead. It's a good thing I've watched all of those mushy romance movies with Gir. Heh heh, love."
Then the kiss he shared with Gaz came into mind.
He shook his head again.
He refused to end up like those humans in the movies.
He would make sure he wouldn't.