Black Rose
Disclaimer: Don't own Zim. Don't own the Ten Things I Hate About You quote either!
A/N: YAY! Another chapter! And it hasn't been a month! Once again, thank you
GIR200! heeheehee! Now on to reading!
Zim strode back down the halls, carrying the dark, almost black looking freezie. As he scanned the hallway, he noticed one hip-shaking figure walking towards him. Zim let out a small moan, as Zen walked up to him. "Zim, sir, I have a few things that I'd like to discuss with you."
Zim paused, "I don't have anything to do with human studies, take it to Z-the science department."
Zen blinked, "but Zim, it's very important!"
Zim started to walk again, "Zen, those are orders, don't make me demote you to human groomer!"
Gaz kicked the pillow, repeatedly, until finally she just fell back on the bed. She shut her eyes, day dreaming of awful things. Suddenly, something soft fell onto her face. Grumbling, she shook her face, thinking nothing of it. But, when something else fell, she opened one eye to see what was going on. "What the hell?!"
She sat up, and looked around. Her whole bed was covered in black rose petals, and a few were still falling from the ceiling. Gaz jumped off the bed, and pushed the petals off of her uniform. Then she glanced at the bed warily. She bent over, and picked up one of the petals, twirling it in her fingers.
"AH HA! Human, have you learned your lesson!?"
Gaz whirled around to see Zim standing in the doorway, holding what looked like a brain freezie. "What do you want?!"
"I asked, have you learned now that no one denies Zim?"
Gaz glared at him silently. "AH HA! I do not need your human words! Your body language is enough. It tells Zim, 'I want you, I need you, Oh Baby, Baby.'!"
Gaz burst out laughing, and Zim looked taken aback. "Why are you laughing! You know it is true!"
Gaz stopped laughing, and looked at Zim, "That's the complete opposite of what I'm thinking. You know, I don't even think you want to know what I'm thinking right now."
"Is it........kinky?"
Gaz's eye twitched, "Zim, I'm warning you, leave! Leave now!"
"No one tells ZIM to leave, I choose whe-"
"MASTER GOT ME A FREEZIE!" GIR squealed, ripping the freezie from Zim's hands, and pouring the whole cup into his mouth. Dribbles of the dark purple-red substance ran down his chin, pooling on the floor.
"That's disgusting GIR," Zim muttered, looking down at his SIR.
Gaz watched, slightly amused. GIR started to swish the stuff around in his mouth, making disgusting slupry noises. Finally, he seemed to swallow it, and looked around with a big grin, "I WANT MORE!"
Zim looked back at Gaz, "so human, would you like to be released from your prison?"
"I'd rather be held up in this closet, than anywhere near you," Gaz growled.
Zim looked at her, quizzically, "You should feel honored! I do not get you! I chose you, a disgusting human, instead of all the beautiful Irken females I could have!"
"I don't want to be chosen! GO FUCK SOME IRKEN HOE!"
Zim became even more lost, than got defensive. "Human, rather you like it or not, you will give in!" With those last words, he turned around and stormed away, yelling at the computer to lock up again.
"ZEN!"
Zen swirled around, to face the giant screen. An impatient Zim was staring back at her. "Oh! Zim, sir!" She saluted him, "what do you need?"
"Zen, I want this to stay personal, ok?"
Zen nodded slowly, "Ok, what is it?"
"Zen, there's this female. And she keeps rejecting me. I don't know how, for I am Zim, and of course perfect! But, do you have any advice? I mean, of course I would have already thought of it! But, a second opinion couldn't hurt!"
Zen felt herself flush, thinking he was speaking about her. "Oh well Zim, just coming on strong, that is very attractive."
Zim snorted, muttering something, "Another idea, Zen."
"Well, you can always spoil this, lucky female."
Zim looked thoughtful, "Yes, spoil! I can't believe of how ingenious I am! Go back to work, soldier!"
Zim ended the transmission, leaving a giddy looking Zen. "I knew it!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOSH"
"GIR, I'm trying to think."
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!"
"GIR, please!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!"
"GIR! SILENT!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!"
"GIIIIIIIIIIIIR!"
Zim turned and yanked his robot off the ground, "Aw master, you made the ride stop!"
Zim ignored him, "GIR! I am trying to think! Be quiet!"
GIR was placed back on the floor, "whatcha' trying to think of, master?!"
"I am trying to think of a way to 'spoil' Gaz."
"Aw, Master is so sweeet. He loves Gazzy."
"Ha! Love is not the word GIR. Zim does not love! Zim gets what he wants."
"You can sing!"
Zim snorted, "Zim's voice is too heavenly, GIR."
"Um, ok! TAKE HER ON A MOONLIT STROLL!"
"We destroyed the moon a long time ago, GIR, it was a spy base for the Meekrobs."
"FLOWERS!"
Zim looked up, "Flowers. Mmmm, yes. That sounds easy."
GIR clapped his hands, "YAY!"
Gaz woke up startled. She didn't know where she was, or when she had fallen asleep. But, there was a pillow over her head, which she threw to the ground before sitting up. Yawning, she looked around the small room, and noticed something sitting by the door. Thinking it might be another one of the black roses, she padded over to examine it. It wasn't a black rose, but a small bundle of violets. Gaz picked them up, rolling them in her hand. She walked back over and placed them on her bed, then returned to the door. "COMPUTER!"
"What?" The bored voice once again rang out in the room.
"AM I STILL UNDER ROOM ARREST?!"
"Mmmmmm, noooo."
"I....I'm not?"
"No."
Gaz muttered under her breath, "SO, does Zim expect me to pick up working?"
"I guess."
"COMPUTER!"
"What?"
"YES OR NO!"
"Yes......"
"THANK YOU, WORTHLESS PIECE OF CIRCUITRY."
GIR sat on the floor, a few feet away from Gaz's door. He was supposed to tell her something, when she came out, but had forgotten. He rocked back and forth, waiting for the door to open. When it finally did, and Gaz walked out he shouted, "DID THE FLOWERS CALM YOUR MOOSES GAZ?! "
Gaz just walked past GIR, pushing him over. Until the realization that he was talking about the violets hit her, "GIR, who gave me the flowers?"
"ZIM, CAUSE HE LOVES YOU! HE LOVES YOU SOOO MUCH!" GIR screamed.
Gaz whirled around and stormed back into the room, where she ripped the flowers apart and left them on the floor. Then she came back out, and looked around. "What am I supposed to do."
GIR giggled, "Are you gonna' get married?"
"What?"
"Are you gonna' marry Zim?"
Gaz glared at him, "Don't ever, ever, say that again."
GIR cocked his head, "aw, why not!?"
Gaz picked GIR off the floor by his antennae, "because, great harm will come to you if you do."
GIR was dropped back onto the floor, "I'm hungry!"
"Me too," muttered Gaz.
"Let's make waffles!" GIR screeched, jumping up.
Gaz grabbed his antennae again, "How about pizza?"
"OK!"
Disclaimer: Don't own Zim. Don't own the Ten Things I Hate About You quote either!
A/N: YAY! Another chapter! And it hasn't been a month! Once again, thank you
GIR200! heeheehee! Now on to reading!
Zim strode back down the halls, carrying the dark, almost black looking freezie. As he scanned the hallway, he noticed one hip-shaking figure walking towards him. Zim let out a small moan, as Zen walked up to him. "Zim, sir, I have a few things that I'd like to discuss with you."
Zim paused, "I don't have anything to do with human studies, take it to Z-the science department."
Zen blinked, "but Zim, it's very important!"
Zim started to walk again, "Zen, those are orders, don't make me demote you to human groomer!"
Gaz kicked the pillow, repeatedly, until finally she just fell back on the bed. She shut her eyes, day dreaming of awful things. Suddenly, something soft fell onto her face. Grumbling, she shook her face, thinking nothing of it. But, when something else fell, she opened one eye to see what was going on. "What the hell?!"
She sat up, and looked around. Her whole bed was covered in black rose petals, and a few were still falling from the ceiling. Gaz jumped off the bed, and pushed the petals off of her uniform. Then she glanced at the bed warily. She bent over, and picked up one of the petals, twirling it in her fingers.
"AH HA! Human, have you learned your lesson!?"
Gaz whirled around to see Zim standing in the doorway, holding what looked like a brain freezie. "What do you want?!"
"I asked, have you learned now that no one denies Zim?"
Gaz glared at him silently. "AH HA! I do not need your human words! Your body language is enough. It tells Zim, 'I want you, I need you, Oh Baby, Baby.'!"
Gaz burst out laughing, and Zim looked taken aback. "Why are you laughing! You know it is true!"
Gaz stopped laughing, and looked at Zim, "That's the complete opposite of what I'm thinking. You know, I don't even think you want to know what I'm thinking right now."
"Is it........kinky?"
Gaz's eye twitched, "Zim, I'm warning you, leave! Leave now!"
"No one tells ZIM to leave, I choose whe-"
"MASTER GOT ME A FREEZIE!" GIR squealed, ripping the freezie from Zim's hands, and pouring the whole cup into his mouth. Dribbles of the dark purple-red substance ran down his chin, pooling on the floor.
"That's disgusting GIR," Zim muttered, looking down at his SIR.
Gaz watched, slightly amused. GIR started to swish the stuff around in his mouth, making disgusting slupry noises. Finally, he seemed to swallow it, and looked around with a big grin, "I WANT MORE!"
Zim looked back at Gaz, "so human, would you like to be released from your prison?"
"I'd rather be held up in this closet, than anywhere near you," Gaz growled.
Zim looked at her, quizzically, "You should feel honored! I do not get you! I chose you, a disgusting human, instead of all the beautiful Irken females I could have!"
"I don't want to be chosen! GO FUCK SOME IRKEN HOE!"
Zim became even more lost, than got defensive. "Human, rather you like it or not, you will give in!" With those last words, he turned around and stormed away, yelling at the computer to lock up again.
"ZEN!"
Zen swirled around, to face the giant screen. An impatient Zim was staring back at her. "Oh! Zim, sir!" She saluted him, "what do you need?"
"Zen, I want this to stay personal, ok?"
Zen nodded slowly, "Ok, what is it?"
"Zen, there's this female. And she keeps rejecting me. I don't know how, for I am Zim, and of course perfect! But, do you have any advice? I mean, of course I would have already thought of it! But, a second opinion couldn't hurt!"
Zen felt herself flush, thinking he was speaking about her. "Oh well Zim, just coming on strong, that is very attractive."
Zim snorted, muttering something, "Another idea, Zen."
"Well, you can always spoil this, lucky female."
Zim looked thoughtful, "Yes, spoil! I can't believe of how ingenious I am! Go back to work, soldier!"
Zim ended the transmission, leaving a giddy looking Zen. "I knew it!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOSH"
"GIR, I'm trying to think."
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!"
"GIR, please!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!"
"GIR! SILENT!"
"WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!"
"GIIIIIIIIIIIIR!"
Zim turned and yanked his robot off the ground, "Aw master, you made the ride stop!"
Zim ignored him, "GIR! I am trying to think! Be quiet!"
GIR was placed back on the floor, "whatcha' trying to think of, master?!"
"I am trying to think of a way to 'spoil' Gaz."
"Aw, Master is so sweeet. He loves Gazzy."
"Ha! Love is not the word GIR. Zim does not love! Zim gets what he wants."
"You can sing!"
Zim snorted, "Zim's voice is too heavenly, GIR."
"Um, ok! TAKE HER ON A MOONLIT STROLL!"
"We destroyed the moon a long time ago, GIR, it was a spy base for the Meekrobs."
"FLOWERS!"
Zim looked up, "Flowers. Mmmm, yes. That sounds easy."
GIR clapped his hands, "YAY!"
Gaz woke up startled. She didn't know where she was, or when she had fallen asleep. But, there was a pillow over her head, which she threw to the ground before sitting up. Yawning, she looked around the small room, and noticed something sitting by the door. Thinking it might be another one of the black roses, she padded over to examine it. It wasn't a black rose, but a small bundle of violets. Gaz picked them up, rolling them in her hand. She walked back over and placed them on her bed, then returned to the door. "COMPUTER!"
"What?" The bored voice once again rang out in the room.
"AM I STILL UNDER ROOM ARREST?!"
"Mmmmmm, noooo."
"I....I'm not?"
"No."
Gaz muttered under her breath, "SO, does Zim expect me to pick up working?"
"I guess."
"COMPUTER!"
"What?"
"YES OR NO!"
"Yes......"
"THANK YOU, WORTHLESS PIECE OF CIRCUITRY."
GIR sat on the floor, a few feet away from Gaz's door. He was supposed to tell her something, when she came out, but had forgotten. He rocked back and forth, waiting for the door to open. When it finally did, and Gaz walked out he shouted, "DID THE FLOWERS CALM YOUR MOOSES GAZ?! "
Gaz just walked past GIR, pushing him over. Until the realization that he was talking about the violets hit her, "GIR, who gave me the flowers?"
"ZIM, CAUSE HE LOVES YOU! HE LOVES YOU SOOO MUCH!" GIR screamed.
Gaz whirled around and stormed back into the room, where she ripped the flowers apart and left them on the floor. Then she came back out, and looked around. "What am I supposed to do."
GIR giggled, "Are you gonna' get married?"
"What?"
"Are you gonna' marry Zim?"
Gaz glared at him, "Don't ever, ever, say that again."
GIR cocked his head, "aw, why not!?"
Gaz picked GIR off the floor by his antennae, "because, great harm will come to you if you do."
GIR was dropped back onto the floor, "I'm hungry!"
"Me too," muttered Gaz.
"Let's make waffles!" GIR screeched, jumping up.
Gaz grabbed his antennae again, "How about pizza?"
"OK!"