Humor/Romance
Chapter One
Invader ZIM was sitting in the living room of his house, working on documents on the earth weasel. His gloved hand wrote fast across over the notebook paper, and had a few books on many different kinds of weasels. His booted feet lay across from seat, taking up all the room of the couch. G.I.R was out. He was the only one there. ZIM sighed in annoyance. It was so boring just sitting around, nothing to do.
"Damn it, this is so stupid…." ZIM threw his stuff to the side of him and he got up. He decided to go for a walk and get some kind of fresh air. ZIMS hand touch the door of the knob opening it the insane world. Closing the door behind him. ZIM headed towards the park. Just for a random walk. A small breeze went threw the black wig set on top of his antennas. Even though the Irken empire required long sleeve shirts for the uniform, it still was damn cold.
A small child came running screaming in terror. "MOMMY!! MOMMY!! A SCARY GIRL TRIED TO EAT ME!!" ZIM looked at him as he swept past him. He kept on walking. ZIM started to think of how long he's really been on this planet. 6 years. He's researched everything 50 times, and for some reason he just hasn't got to destroy this small helpless planet. That's all brought him misery, and un healthy way of living.
When he reached the park, he saw Gaz. Just sitting against a playground bar with a left hand in her black and purple striped pants. Then fingering her necklace with the other. Just kind of spacing out, as her purple spiked hair blew in the wind at the cold freezing day. ZIM guessed Gaz must have tried to scare that little kid for a joke. Her eyes looked sad, brightened with the gleam of the light flashing against them. She was stiff as a bored, not blinking once with her dark brown eyes. ZIM just stood there, memorizing every thing about her. The structure of her curved body, the expression on her face, and how unique she dressed. With just staring and sitting they're for about 10 minutes.
It was kind of strange thing, to have a light towards her. With some kind of warmth that he really never quiet catch during all these years. He took hold over himself and started towards her. Having no idea what the hell he was doing. No expression at all, he said softly. "Hey Gaz."
Gaz practically jumped surprised of how silent he came up to her. A hand was pulled out of her pocket and clapped on her chest. "What are you doing here?" She said confused. It shocked him a little bit, because the voice was very demanding towards him. Her eyes stared at him, waiting for an answer. The pale lips were curled in a smirk and her brows pushed down.
"Just going for a walk." ZIM said just as harsh as she did. Banging his fist on his hips, standing strait and tall. Small lonely leaves flew across the gap between them, with a light sound of the wind howling. A small blush came threw Gaz's face, but she quickly brushed it off and sat down on the bench. ZIM notice this right away. "Is there something wrong with walking around like any other normal human?"
Her smaller hands clenched the edge of the seat, as her head looked down. Once again she didn't hear ZIM coming by, he was now sitting right next to her. Gaz didn't notice until she heard the clunk of his boots resting flat on the ground. Her stomach twisted with butterflies knowing that he was very close because of the damn company made such small benches. His gloved hands were sitting in the back of his neck and he lay looking up at the gray sky. Wondering about alls these years.
Gaz finally said. "No there's nothing wrong with that. I've just gotten this idea that you would be trying to destroy the earth." She stay were she was, sitting quiet, trying not to squirm. In her whole life, she never even got this close to a boy. Of course she was a loner. "Runs in the family…" Gaz thought. Thinking of her brother to herself.
"Well I decided to take a day off. Everyone needs a rest." ZIM said softly closing his eyes. Daydreaming of all the good days back on IRK. With all that wonderful space soda, he got everyday, with those neat twisty straws and little IRKEN symbols on it. Ah yes… it was a great planet.
"I guess everyone needs one once and awhile." Gaz said, really not noticing ZIM scooting over a bit closer. She shivered as wind blew harder and with ice of air blowing in their faces. ZIM felt a little guilty for her. Gaz sat back, now shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Are you cold?" But before she can answer he lifted his arm and put a warm around her bare shoulders because of short sleeve purple sleeve shirt. She blushed hard, trying to fling her hair down against her rosy cheeks, so he wouldn't notice. ZIM smiled that he actually made someone blush.
"Sure." She said not smiling. Standing still again, not moving as if she did when she was standing on the bar. Gaz didn't really have any experience with this, so she was shocked that a guy can worry if she was cold or not.
It was very silent for a while, more breezes of cold came threw. Gaz was no longer that freezing because of the small warmth around her shoulder and a gloved hand clenching her top arm. ZIM's hands were like claws, but for some reason they made her felt sort of comfortable and relaxed.
ZIM was a little bored after awhile. Just to lighten things up, he bent down slowly and pecked Gaz on the cheek. Making them burn with brighter, even her dark purple hair couldn't hide it. "Eeep! I just kissed a human…what am I doing?" ZIM thought, surprised as much as she was.
Gaz quickly asked. "What was that all about?" Her voice was a little harsh and confused at the same time. All in so many insane ways she liked it, but she tried real hard not to show it. She didn't want to give him any more kind of ideas.
"Just a peck it was nothing." ZIM said rolling his eyes, thinking that she would at least be great full. So instead he let go of her, shoving more cold on her shoulder. "I've better get back anyway." He got up, leaving Gaz alone the bench looking even more shocked.
She heard a small song come out have no were start singing in SKA music:
I want you to want me.
I need you to need to me.
I'm begging you to beg me.
Before the annoying voice can finish she said "AH! SHUT UP!" And took off for home. Almost running, trying not to here that damn song, she didn't let her emotions come threw. Gaz couldn't admit that she had some feelings for him.
Chapter Two.
"I WILL RULE YOU ALL WITH AN IRON FIST!!!" ZIM laughed evilly pointing at all the blank faces in the waiting room of the hospital. Everyone just stared didn't say a word. There was a midget standing on walking stick and he nearly gave the poor old man a heart attack from screaming so loud. The red haired little man, shrieked, then ran shaking with terror. ZIM still with his hands up in the air as the small midget little legs scurried in circles going in every room letting out a small yell.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Back and forth, back and forth he went…making his voice echo. So every voice that was going on, stopped dead to see what was really happening. They all blinked with confusion. Some of the doctors had stopped from working on the people who were inches away from death just to see what was this all about.
A tall nurse came up with a bright smile on her face, suddenly popping up in ZIMS face. "Hello Mr. Zender. When I got your call about so much pain, I thought you would kill yourself first, but now that you're here, we can strap you down, and shove the Prozac down your throat. Before you do something dangerous." She giggled, and then tipped her head from to and fro.
"HUH? 5 people, except the nurse, all strapped ZIM down on the bed, throwing him down with a loud thump. Bits of sweat went down his green pale face. "NOO! THEY KNOW I'M IRKEN!!! DON'T TAKE MY SQOODLY SPOOCH!" he thought shaking. The nurse came up with a small bottle, full of small pills.
She put on white gloves, snapping against her wrist. Making ZIM wince as she did this, with his cheekbone twitching. Her small hands clapped on ZIM's head, opening his mouth wide. Then popping off the cap with her teeth and shoving 5 pills down his throat. The nurse let go, and telling the rest of the men to release him. All 6 of them step back. Expecting something insane to happen.
ZIM sat up, a bit gazed. All of a sudden a rush of flowing blood went threw his brain to every single nerve in his body. With a WOOSH of energy went zooming threw his body. His eyes opened wider.
Then all of a sudden he shot up with a huge grin across his face. He jumped up and down, bouncing with rushings of hyper ness. His hands shaking for more Prozac, "GIVE ME MORE!!!!" A small laugh came out of his mouth just like Beavis when he does it.
He heard some singing from a little child's TV and went to go see, shaking with giggles. The TV was playing "The Nightmare Before Christmas." "CATCHY TOON!!!!!!!" The TV was sitting on a small table. He threw it to the side, for some reason it was still playing the song "What is this?"
ZIM's boots slammed on the table, putting much weight on it. He put his hands up in the air, then yelling the words in an annoying hyper attic tone. "What's this? What's this? There's color everywhere!" Marching constantly on the small unsteady table. "What's this? There's white stuff in the air! I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming Jack, and this isn't fare!"
Before the nurse can get him down, the table collapsed. "YYOOWWW!" ZIM screamed, but with much perkiness and still smiling. She picked him up and threw him in the streets, making him hold the Prozac.
He screamed. "HOME!!!!!!!!!!!"
Chapter One
Invader ZIM was sitting in the living room of his house, working on documents on the earth weasel. His gloved hand wrote fast across over the notebook paper, and had a few books on many different kinds of weasels. His booted feet lay across from seat, taking up all the room of the couch. G.I.R was out. He was the only one there. ZIM sighed in annoyance. It was so boring just sitting around, nothing to do.
"Damn it, this is so stupid…." ZIM threw his stuff to the side of him and he got up. He decided to go for a walk and get some kind of fresh air. ZIMS hand touch the door of the knob opening it the insane world. Closing the door behind him. ZIM headed towards the park. Just for a random walk. A small breeze went threw the black wig set on top of his antennas. Even though the Irken empire required long sleeve shirts for the uniform, it still was damn cold.
A small child came running screaming in terror. "MOMMY!! MOMMY!! A SCARY GIRL TRIED TO EAT ME!!" ZIM looked at him as he swept past him. He kept on walking. ZIM started to think of how long he's really been on this planet. 6 years. He's researched everything 50 times, and for some reason he just hasn't got to destroy this small helpless planet. That's all brought him misery, and un healthy way of living.
When he reached the park, he saw Gaz. Just sitting against a playground bar with a left hand in her black and purple striped pants. Then fingering her necklace with the other. Just kind of spacing out, as her purple spiked hair blew in the wind at the cold freezing day. ZIM guessed Gaz must have tried to scare that little kid for a joke. Her eyes looked sad, brightened with the gleam of the light flashing against them. She was stiff as a bored, not blinking once with her dark brown eyes. ZIM just stood there, memorizing every thing about her. The structure of her curved body, the expression on her face, and how unique she dressed. With just staring and sitting they're for about 10 minutes.
It was kind of strange thing, to have a light towards her. With some kind of warmth that he really never quiet catch during all these years. He took hold over himself and started towards her. Having no idea what the hell he was doing. No expression at all, he said softly. "Hey Gaz."
Gaz practically jumped surprised of how silent he came up to her. A hand was pulled out of her pocket and clapped on her chest. "What are you doing here?" She said confused. It shocked him a little bit, because the voice was very demanding towards him. Her eyes stared at him, waiting for an answer. The pale lips were curled in a smirk and her brows pushed down.
"Just going for a walk." ZIM said just as harsh as she did. Banging his fist on his hips, standing strait and tall. Small lonely leaves flew across the gap between them, with a light sound of the wind howling. A small blush came threw Gaz's face, but she quickly brushed it off and sat down on the bench. ZIM notice this right away. "Is there something wrong with walking around like any other normal human?"
Her smaller hands clenched the edge of the seat, as her head looked down. Once again she didn't hear ZIM coming by, he was now sitting right next to her. Gaz didn't notice until she heard the clunk of his boots resting flat on the ground. Her stomach twisted with butterflies knowing that he was very close because of the damn company made such small benches. His gloved hands were sitting in the back of his neck and he lay looking up at the gray sky. Wondering about alls these years.
Gaz finally said. "No there's nothing wrong with that. I've just gotten this idea that you would be trying to destroy the earth." She stay were she was, sitting quiet, trying not to squirm. In her whole life, she never even got this close to a boy. Of course she was a loner. "Runs in the family…" Gaz thought. Thinking of her brother to herself.
"Well I decided to take a day off. Everyone needs a rest." ZIM said softly closing his eyes. Daydreaming of all the good days back on IRK. With all that wonderful space soda, he got everyday, with those neat twisty straws and little IRKEN symbols on it. Ah yes… it was a great planet.
"I guess everyone needs one once and awhile." Gaz said, really not noticing ZIM scooting over a bit closer. She shivered as wind blew harder and with ice of air blowing in their faces. ZIM felt a little guilty for her. Gaz sat back, now shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Are you cold?" But before she can answer he lifted his arm and put a warm around her bare shoulders because of short sleeve purple sleeve shirt. She blushed hard, trying to fling her hair down against her rosy cheeks, so he wouldn't notice. ZIM smiled that he actually made someone blush.
"Sure." She said not smiling. Standing still again, not moving as if she did when she was standing on the bar. Gaz didn't really have any experience with this, so she was shocked that a guy can worry if she was cold or not.
It was very silent for a while, more breezes of cold came threw. Gaz was no longer that freezing because of the small warmth around her shoulder and a gloved hand clenching her top arm. ZIM's hands were like claws, but for some reason they made her felt sort of comfortable and relaxed.
ZIM was a little bored after awhile. Just to lighten things up, he bent down slowly and pecked Gaz on the cheek. Making them burn with brighter, even her dark purple hair couldn't hide it. "Eeep! I just kissed a human…what am I doing?" ZIM thought, surprised as much as she was.
Gaz quickly asked. "What was that all about?" Her voice was a little harsh and confused at the same time. All in so many insane ways she liked it, but she tried real hard not to show it. She didn't want to give him any more kind of ideas.
"Just a peck it was nothing." ZIM said rolling his eyes, thinking that she would at least be great full. So instead he let go of her, shoving more cold on her shoulder. "I've better get back anyway." He got up, leaving Gaz alone the bench looking even more shocked.
She heard a small song come out have no were start singing in SKA music:
I want you to want me.
I need you to need to me.
I'm begging you to beg me.
Before the annoying voice can finish she said "AH! SHUT UP!" And took off for home. Almost running, trying not to here that damn song, she didn't let her emotions come threw. Gaz couldn't admit that she had some feelings for him.
Chapter Two.
"I WILL RULE YOU ALL WITH AN IRON FIST!!!" ZIM laughed evilly pointing at all the blank faces in the waiting room of the hospital. Everyone just stared didn't say a word. There was a midget standing on walking stick and he nearly gave the poor old man a heart attack from screaming so loud. The red haired little man, shrieked, then ran shaking with terror. ZIM still with his hands up in the air as the small midget little legs scurried in circles going in every room letting out a small yell.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Back and forth, back and forth he went…making his voice echo. So every voice that was going on, stopped dead to see what was really happening. They all blinked with confusion. Some of the doctors had stopped from working on the people who were inches away from death just to see what was this all about.
A tall nurse came up with a bright smile on her face, suddenly popping up in ZIMS face. "Hello Mr. Zender. When I got your call about so much pain, I thought you would kill yourself first, but now that you're here, we can strap you down, and shove the Prozac down your throat. Before you do something dangerous." She giggled, and then tipped her head from to and fro.
"HUH? 5 people, except the nurse, all strapped ZIM down on the bed, throwing him down with a loud thump. Bits of sweat went down his green pale face. "NOO! THEY KNOW I'M IRKEN!!! DON'T TAKE MY SQOODLY SPOOCH!" he thought shaking. The nurse came up with a small bottle, full of small pills.
She put on white gloves, snapping against her wrist. Making ZIM wince as she did this, with his cheekbone twitching. Her small hands clapped on ZIM's head, opening his mouth wide. Then popping off the cap with her teeth and shoving 5 pills down his throat. The nurse let go, and telling the rest of the men to release him. All 6 of them step back. Expecting something insane to happen.
ZIM sat up, a bit gazed. All of a sudden a rush of flowing blood went threw his brain to every single nerve in his body. With a WOOSH of energy went zooming threw his body. His eyes opened wider.
Then all of a sudden he shot up with a huge grin across his face. He jumped up and down, bouncing with rushings of hyper ness. His hands shaking for more Prozac, "GIVE ME MORE!!!!" A small laugh came out of his mouth just like Beavis when he does it.
He heard some singing from a little child's TV and went to go see, shaking with giggles. The TV was playing "The Nightmare Before Christmas." "CATCHY TOON!!!!!!!" The TV was sitting on a small table. He threw it to the side, for some reason it was still playing the song "What is this?"
ZIM's boots slammed on the table, putting much weight on it. He put his hands up in the air, then yelling the words in an annoying hyper attic tone. "What's this? What's this? There's color everywhere!" Marching constantly on the small unsteady table. "What's this? There's white stuff in the air! I can't believe my eyes, I must be dreaming Jack, and this isn't fare!"
Before the nurse can get him down, the table collapsed. "YYOOWWW!" ZIM screamed, but with much perkiness and still smiling. She picked him up and threw him in the streets, making him hold the Prozac.
He screamed. "HOME!!!!!!!!!!!"