I SWEAR this story is going somewhere. And, yes, GIR will get a voice
soon. But PLEASE REVIEW!
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Midge set GIR on the counter and floated over to the frigidair. There was nothing but liquor, beer, Strawberry Kool-Aid (Don't sue me, please), and YUMMY, 3-month old Chinese food in there, so she grabbed 2 liquids and put them behind her back. Then she stood in front of GIR and said:
"Pick one."
Gir giggled with glee, knowing the game well, and pointed at her left arm. Midge cussed, laughed, and handed GIR the liquor. She pored herself a tall, icy glass of Kool-Aid and added some liquor that GIR so nicely shared with her.
After the two were settled in the living room with their refreshments, they turned on the Teletubbies (Don't sue me, please), which GIR said was pretty close to the Scary Monkey Show.
Five minutes was all Midge could take of the bubbly, tummy creatures. She screamed and through her half-empty glass at the wall, which the show was projected onto. Then she raised herself up onto unstable legs to check on the 'kids'.
She stumbled down the hallway, whose walls were impaled with knives and screwdrivers and the such, and eventually came to her invention room. In it rested the child and the alien, both bloody and out of breath. GIR pranced in after her and ran around the room.
Midge, quite boozed-up, decided that now was as good a time as any to go find the little creatures that were fighting in her house.
"Hey there, kiddies. Look, I don't know why ya'll are fightin', but you're getting' blood on my floor. So cut it out."
Zim wiped the blood from his mouth and growled at the woman:
"LOOK yourself! What are we doing here, lady?? And we were done fighting before you got in here, just so we're clear on that. GIR! Stop running around!"
GIR's little eyes turned red as he saluted his master, and skipped around the room instead.
Midge slumped down on the floor and smiled lazily at GIR.
"You're here cuz I brought you here. As an experiment. It worked. So I don't need ya anymore. I thought we already went over that. Anyhow, you'll be staying here for a while. At least till I get that danged machine working again. Plus, ya'll look kinda weird for kids from this dimension, so ya can't leave the house. That is, unless ya want me ta get ya'll new bodies. I can do that, ya know. I'm a genious."
Dib was only slightly angry, but he didn't have anything interesting going on that night, so he didn't care. Actually, he was quite impressed by this strange place. But he was a little unnerved that the woman didn't care that there was an alien AND a tiny robot in her house.
"So. Anything else?" hinted Dib.
Zim, annoyed at GIR, jumped up after him and tackled him to the ground.
Midge responded with a snort, "Ah, yeah, introductions. I'm Ellanoir Servior, but you can call me Midge. What'd ya'll be called? And what species are ya'll?"
Dib gave Midge one of those suspicious looks, but answered her odd question, and the normal one, "I'm Dib. And I'm a human kid. My sister's evil. My dad hosts a stupid kids show."
Dib looked over at Zim, and seeing that he wasn't going to answer, answered for him.
"That's Zim. He's an alien from the planet Irk. I'm gonna turn him in to the authorities and become the most FAMOUS HUMAN EVER!!"
That sent him cackling, so Midge rolled her eyes and left the room, calling over her shoulder:
"I'm gonna take a nap. Ya'll get comfy, but don't leave the house. I'm gonna set the alarm so ya'll don't leave. When I wake up, I'll get ya'll some new bodies so ya can roam the city while I fix that friggin' machine."
She lumbered down the hallway, leaving the three strangers to their own devices.
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Midge set GIR on the counter and floated over to the frigidair. There was nothing but liquor, beer, Strawberry Kool-Aid (Don't sue me, please), and YUMMY, 3-month old Chinese food in there, so she grabbed 2 liquids and put them behind her back. Then she stood in front of GIR and said:
"Pick one."
Gir giggled with glee, knowing the game well, and pointed at her left arm. Midge cussed, laughed, and handed GIR the liquor. She pored herself a tall, icy glass of Kool-Aid and added some liquor that GIR so nicely shared with her.
After the two were settled in the living room with their refreshments, they turned on the Teletubbies (Don't sue me, please), which GIR said was pretty close to the Scary Monkey Show.
Five minutes was all Midge could take of the bubbly, tummy creatures. She screamed and through her half-empty glass at the wall, which the show was projected onto. Then she raised herself up onto unstable legs to check on the 'kids'.
She stumbled down the hallway, whose walls were impaled with knives and screwdrivers and the such, and eventually came to her invention room. In it rested the child and the alien, both bloody and out of breath. GIR pranced in after her and ran around the room.
Midge, quite boozed-up, decided that now was as good a time as any to go find the little creatures that were fighting in her house.
"Hey there, kiddies. Look, I don't know why ya'll are fightin', but you're getting' blood on my floor. So cut it out."
Zim wiped the blood from his mouth and growled at the woman:
"LOOK yourself! What are we doing here, lady?? And we were done fighting before you got in here, just so we're clear on that. GIR! Stop running around!"
GIR's little eyes turned red as he saluted his master, and skipped around the room instead.
Midge slumped down on the floor and smiled lazily at GIR.
"You're here cuz I brought you here. As an experiment. It worked. So I don't need ya anymore. I thought we already went over that. Anyhow, you'll be staying here for a while. At least till I get that danged machine working again. Plus, ya'll look kinda weird for kids from this dimension, so ya can't leave the house. That is, unless ya want me ta get ya'll new bodies. I can do that, ya know. I'm a genious."
Dib was only slightly angry, but he didn't have anything interesting going on that night, so he didn't care. Actually, he was quite impressed by this strange place. But he was a little unnerved that the woman didn't care that there was an alien AND a tiny robot in her house.
"So. Anything else?" hinted Dib.
Zim, annoyed at GIR, jumped up after him and tackled him to the ground.
Midge responded with a snort, "Ah, yeah, introductions. I'm Ellanoir Servior, but you can call me Midge. What'd ya'll be called? And what species are ya'll?"
Dib gave Midge one of those suspicious looks, but answered her odd question, and the normal one, "I'm Dib. And I'm a human kid. My sister's evil. My dad hosts a stupid kids show."
Dib looked over at Zim, and seeing that he wasn't going to answer, answered for him.
"That's Zim. He's an alien from the planet Irk. I'm gonna turn him in to the authorities and become the most FAMOUS HUMAN EVER!!"
That sent him cackling, so Midge rolled her eyes and left the room, calling over her shoulder:
"I'm gonna take a nap. Ya'll get comfy, but don't leave the house. I'm gonna set the alarm so ya'll don't leave. When I wake up, I'll get ya'll some new bodies so ya can roam the city while I fix that friggin' machine."
She lumbered down the hallway, leaving the three strangers to their own devices.
