Crush The Family Dynasty
That night Dib took the liberty of sending Gaz to her room as their father figure would Have, but then again Professor Membrane could've cared less. After all and despite the years past and evidence stacked in Dib's favor, to Prof. He was still just known as the weird green foreign exchange student. Gaz knew Dib was pissed off but ignored it as usual until he had literally grabbed her arm and slung her in her room, and propped the doorknob with a chair. He swore she'd explain to him in the morning, making it quite clear to her.
Soon, The next morning Arrived.
It was a Saturday. Gaz woke up, remembering last night as the tingling between her thighs, she still felt. She touched herself beneath her gown remembering every one of Zim's caresses. Yet failed to notice the door standing wide open.
" Feels better when it's Zim doing that, huh sis?" Dib watched her in disgust, his eyes the intensity of a thousand suns glaring down upon her. Hiding behind the hatred though, he really did care. The value was just lessened from witnessing last night's events.
Gaz glared at him straight back and straightened her gown. "Well you seem to be enjoying it, don't you pervert? I remember you clearly as you stood there, Zim leaning over my gleaming body, you're rage, you're shock. .The bulge in your pants.
Dib angrily gritted his teeth at remembering this, trying to hide the embarrassment of what his sister told to be true but held it in, and walked over to her briskly. Raising his hand to her, it slapping harshly against her cheek. So hard that a few droplets of blood flew from her mouth, causing her to grasp her face. Tears flowed freely from her eyes and she turned over on the bed burying her face in the body pillow and hugging like a friend to confide in.
Dib then looked at Gaz warningly. "Never say that again." He uttered those words gravely with as much seriousness as he could muster.
Finally Dib reached into the hallway to the side of the entrance. Quietly he grabbed some handcuffs from his pocket and snapped one on her wrist and the other cuff on a bedpost. "I went shopping this morning, upon realizing what a pathetic problem you have, being a hormonal teenager and all." Reaching into the bag he pulled out a shiny mint green colored vibrator. "This should dispel all you're little lusts of that alien scum. Think of it as you're new and only friend as you'll be staying in you're room for quite a while, little sister.
Later that evening.
Gaz was outraged by Dib's present to her, and threw it across the room, where it left a decent crack in the wall. She was now beginning to get hungry, and Dib was probably in high skool about now and her wrist was becoming chafed from the handcuffs Dib used to bind her with. "Fucking imbecile brother." she muttered as she yanked at the cuffs again.
Her eyes widened as she felt the metal ball on the top of the bedpost give way and stretched her arm upward releasing the other cuff from the now useless post.
She knew Dib would be home anytime and hurried to get dressed in a blood red tank top with black knitted spider webbing for sleeves and a pair of stone washed and orange dyed low rider jeans. Quickly she slipped into Dib's room and went to the nightstand, which was of course locked, but not after she gave it a nice hard kick with her combat boots sending wood fragments flying. She reached inside finding several handcuff keys and grabbed one jamming it into the keyhole, but it wasn't the right one, so she tossed it across the floor. Grabbing another she did the same, twisting it franticly but still to no avail. Once more she went to grab another when suddenly she felt a tiny manila envelope with something hard inside. She pulled it out revealing the packet with her name furiously scribbled in red ink on it. Shredding it, which produced a key, that fell onto the floor, in which got lost. "Fuck, he just had to get silver metallic shag carpeting." She grunted as she ran her fingers deep into the carpet's silver fur, until she finally felt something cold and hard. She grabbed it quickly and pushed it into the keyhole.
Right then, She also heard the living room door slam shut. Instantly droplets of sweat covered her face as she wrestled the key into place with much nervousness. The Handcuff released her and dropped onto the floor and with that she ventured to the doorway.
Dib, lucky for her was browsing through the mail and had came upon a videocassette sized box. Perplexed at this he tried to open it, though as trying as little things like that can be, had much trouble. Gaz took this to her advantage and quietly made her way across the balcony and over to the kitchen stairway then grabbed her purse from a kitchen chair, which she had forgotten the previous night and took off out the kitchen's screen door which closed with a resounding clang.
Dib raised his head towards the kitchen to see his sister fleeing from the sink window, and cursed under his breath. "You just wait, Gaz. You'll wish you'd never done that."
That night Dib took the liberty of sending Gaz to her room as their father figure would Have, but then again Professor Membrane could've cared less. After all and despite the years past and evidence stacked in Dib's favor, to Prof. He was still just known as the weird green foreign exchange student. Gaz knew Dib was pissed off but ignored it as usual until he had literally grabbed her arm and slung her in her room, and propped the doorknob with a chair. He swore she'd explain to him in the morning, making it quite clear to her.
Soon, The next morning Arrived.
It was a Saturday. Gaz woke up, remembering last night as the tingling between her thighs, she still felt. She touched herself beneath her gown remembering every one of Zim's caresses. Yet failed to notice the door standing wide open.
" Feels better when it's Zim doing that, huh sis?" Dib watched her in disgust, his eyes the intensity of a thousand suns glaring down upon her. Hiding behind the hatred though, he really did care. The value was just lessened from witnessing last night's events.
Gaz glared at him straight back and straightened her gown. "Well you seem to be enjoying it, don't you pervert? I remember you clearly as you stood there, Zim leaning over my gleaming body, you're rage, you're shock. .The bulge in your pants.
Dib angrily gritted his teeth at remembering this, trying to hide the embarrassment of what his sister told to be true but held it in, and walked over to her briskly. Raising his hand to her, it slapping harshly against her cheek. So hard that a few droplets of blood flew from her mouth, causing her to grasp her face. Tears flowed freely from her eyes and she turned over on the bed burying her face in the body pillow and hugging like a friend to confide in.
Dib then looked at Gaz warningly. "Never say that again." He uttered those words gravely with as much seriousness as he could muster.
Finally Dib reached into the hallway to the side of the entrance. Quietly he grabbed some handcuffs from his pocket and snapped one on her wrist and the other cuff on a bedpost. "I went shopping this morning, upon realizing what a pathetic problem you have, being a hormonal teenager and all." Reaching into the bag he pulled out a shiny mint green colored vibrator. "This should dispel all you're little lusts of that alien scum. Think of it as you're new and only friend as you'll be staying in you're room for quite a while, little sister.
Later that evening.
Gaz was outraged by Dib's present to her, and threw it across the room, where it left a decent crack in the wall. She was now beginning to get hungry, and Dib was probably in high skool about now and her wrist was becoming chafed from the handcuffs Dib used to bind her with. "Fucking imbecile brother." she muttered as she yanked at the cuffs again.
Her eyes widened as she felt the metal ball on the top of the bedpost give way and stretched her arm upward releasing the other cuff from the now useless post.
She knew Dib would be home anytime and hurried to get dressed in a blood red tank top with black knitted spider webbing for sleeves and a pair of stone washed and orange dyed low rider jeans. Quickly she slipped into Dib's room and went to the nightstand, which was of course locked, but not after she gave it a nice hard kick with her combat boots sending wood fragments flying. She reached inside finding several handcuff keys and grabbed one jamming it into the keyhole, but it wasn't the right one, so she tossed it across the floor. Grabbing another she did the same, twisting it franticly but still to no avail. Once more she went to grab another when suddenly she felt a tiny manila envelope with something hard inside. She pulled it out revealing the packet with her name furiously scribbled in red ink on it. Shredding it, which produced a key, that fell onto the floor, in which got lost. "Fuck, he just had to get silver metallic shag carpeting." She grunted as she ran her fingers deep into the carpet's silver fur, until she finally felt something cold and hard. She grabbed it quickly and pushed it into the keyhole.
Right then, She also heard the living room door slam shut. Instantly droplets of sweat covered her face as she wrestled the key into place with much nervousness. The Handcuff released her and dropped onto the floor and with that she ventured to the doorway.
Dib, lucky for her was browsing through the mail and had came upon a videocassette sized box. Perplexed at this he tried to open it, though as trying as little things like that can be, had much trouble. Gaz took this to her advantage and quietly made her way across the balcony and over to the kitchen stairway then grabbed her purse from a kitchen chair, which she had forgotten the previous night and took off out the kitchen's screen door which closed with a resounding clang.
Dib raised his head towards the kitchen to see his sister fleeing from the sink window, and cursed under his breath. "You just wait, Gaz. You'll wish you'd never done that."