Address of Gaz
Next chapter is here. If you haven't figured it out yet, I don't own Jthm, or IZ.
Gaz growled at the offending cast. It was becoming incredibly obnoxious. She thought about ripping it off, but she needed it. She growled again at the word; needed. She hated needing anything. She didn't like thinking that her well being depended on something other than herself. She sighed, and went for her Game Slave 8 perhaps slaughtering some vampire piggys would calm her mind. That always calmed her down.
Gaz picked up her Game Slave. Her mind turned to Nny for the twelfth time in that hour. She was honestly trying to think of a way to end the threat, but every time a good idea arouse, the hammer of reality quickly squashed it. The best thing she could think of was keep a knife around at all times. That probably wouldn't help too much, but she wasn't going down without a fight damn it.
Johnny had driven to a pay phone to find a phone book. He never kept any around. I mean why would he? He picked up the phone book and realized the underlying problem, what the hell was Gaz's last name? He sighed, what good was a phone book if you didn't know the last name of the person you were trying to find? He rubbed his temples there had to be a way to find Gaz. She existed, he was positive of that.
Johnny got back in his car. He was struck by a brilliant idea. The hospital probably had a file on her. They probably had her address. He put his car into drive, and drove off toward the hospital.
Dib sat down on his couch. He sincerely hoped Gaz would know better than to try and stop that insane man, Nny as he'd been instructed to call him. If Nny was going to do something to Gaz, she should wait for him, versus getting herself caught in a trap. He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, imagining exposing Zim. A smile crept on his face.
Johnny smiled as he pulled into the hospital parking lot. He got out of the car and walked into the hospital through the lobby and up to the main desk. He remembered what had happened last time and grimaced. No repeats. He pulled out his knife, and turned to the nurse. The name on her name tag said 'Debbie'.
"Is there something I can do for you?" She sneered at his appearance.
"A woman was in here this morning, she had an injury to her foot, back, and later her arm. Her name is Gaz, where does she live?" He yelled at the nurse, putting his knife at her throat. The nurse, horrified typed on her keyboard as fast as possible.
"She lives at an apartment complex called 'Poor Paradise' number 666." She screamed. Johnny smiled, and knocked Debbie over the head with the butt of his knife, he needed someone to torture for a warm up. He wanted to be totally ready for Gaz.
Zim walked out of his base and down the street, he wanted to talk to Gaz badly. Even if she hurt him, he just HAD to talk to her. This whole thing was really confusing to him, and Gaz would call him an idiot, and kick him. That would make him feel better. That way he knew for sure that it had just been temporary insanity.
Gaz smirked as she beat level 126. Oh yes this was making her feel much better. Vampire piggys made her feel like she could kill anything, it was her drug.
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Next chapter is here. If you haven't figured it out yet, I don't own Jthm, or IZ.
Gaz growled at the offending cast. It was becoming incredibly obnoxious. She thought about ripping it off, but she needed it. She growled again at the word; needed. She hated needing anything. She didn't like thinking that her well being depended on something other than herself. She sighed, and went for her Game Slave 8 perhaps slaughtering some vampire piggys would calm her mind. That always calmed her down.
Gaz picked up her Game Slave. Her mind turned to Nny for the twelfth time in that hour. She was honestly trying to think of a way to end the threat, but every time a good idea arouse, the hammer of reality quickly squashed it. The best thing she could think of was keep a knife around at all times. That probably wouldn't help too much, but she wasn't going down without a fight damn it.
Johnny had driven to a pay phone to find a phone book. He never kept any around. I mean why would he? He picked up the phone book and realized the underlying problem, what the hell was Gaz's last name? He sighed, what good was a phone book if you didn't know the last name of the person you were trying to find? He rubbed his temples there had to be a way to find Gaz. She existed, he was positive of that.
Johnny got back in his car. He was struck by a brilliant idea. The hospital probably had a file on her. They probably had her address. He put his car into drive, and drove off toward the hospital.
Dib sat down on his couch. He sincerely hoped Gaz would know better than to try and stop that insane man, Nny as he'd been instructed to call him. If Nny was going to do something to Gaz, she should wait for him, versus getting herself caught in a trap. He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, imagining exposing Zim. A smile crept on his face.
Johnny smiled as he pulled into the hospital parking lot. He got out of the car and walked into the hospital through the lobby and up to the main desk. He remembered what had happened last time and grimaced. No repeats. He pulled out his knife, and turned to the nurse. The name on her name tag said 'Debbie'.
"Is there something I can do for you?" She sneered at his appearance.
"A woman was in here this morning, she had an injury to her foot, back, and later her arm. Her name is Gaz, where does she live?" He yelled at the nurse, putting his knife at her throat. The nurse, horrified typed on her keyboard as fast as possible.
"She lives at an apartment complex called 'Poor Paradise' number 666." She screamed. Johnny smiled, and knocked Debbie over the head with the butt of his knife, he needed someone to torture for a warm up. He wanted to be totally ready for Gaz.
Zim walked out of his base and down the street, he wanted to talk to Gaz badly. Even if she hurt him, he just HAD to talk to her. This whole thing was really confusing to him, and Gaz would call him an idiot, and kick him. That would make him feel better. That way he knew for sure that it had just been temporary insanity.
Gaz smirked as she beat level 126. Oh yes this was making her feel much better. Vampire piggys made her feel like she could kill anything, it was her drug.
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