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The End
Zim enjoyed watching Dib die. He enjoyed watching all the filthy humans die; it was what he had been waiting for his entire time on Earth. He was not guilty about it; he loved it. That last look Dib gave Zim before his oblivion was something Zim would treasure forever. Then there were the screams of agony as that mud planet burned. Yes, all the humans were extinct. The end for them.
Zim hadn't decided what to do first. Go back to Irk? Conquer another planet? So many choices. Gir stared out the window at floating bits of dust. His piggy was lost in the fire; every slurpee, candy, television gone also. Gir sat quietly.
Zim had decided to go back to Irk, to show his Tallests he wasn't a weakling anymore. He set the ship on autopilot and laid back. Everything was going according to plan. Everything.
Gir was exploring the back of the ship. There wasn't everything real interesting; just a bunch of nails. The ship jolted slightly and Gir fell. His little metal head fell on a nail and split into two; that was the end.
Zim was dreaming of Dib, coming back to murder him.
The ship jolted; Zim woke up. A ship was near him; an Irken ship, judging by the technology. It kept coming toward Zim.
In the Irken ship, the pilots had starved to death on his way to another planet. It seems the idiots had forgotten to bring food for himself and his friend, an Irken named Red. They were exiled from Irk; and sent away. The reasons were unknown. That was the end.
Zim tried to steer his ship away, but his wheel was stuck.
"Gir?" he called, never to know that his little robot companion was in oblivion.
"Gir!" Closer.
"Gir!"
And closer.
"GIR!"
The ship was in front of Zim. And Zim was thinking of the irony. Dib had come for revenge. Just like in the dream. The two ships crashed.
Zim was crushed beneath two metal plates, he was still alive for a short period of time, unfortunately. He had reached up to feel his own brain, with no cranium covering it. He squeaked, and then it was done.
It was the end.
The end.
The End
Zim enjoyed watching Dib die. He enjoyed watching all the filthy humans die; it was what he had been waiting for his entire time on Earth. He was not guilty about it; he loved it. That last look Dib gave Zim before his oblivion was something Zim would treasure forever. Then there were the screams of agony as that mud planet burned. Yes, all the humans were extinct. The end for them.
Zim hadn't decided what to do first. Go back to Irk? Conquer another planet? So many choices. Gir stared out the window at floating bits of dust. His piggy was lost in the fire; every slurpee, candy, television gone also. Gir sat quietly.
Zim had decided to go back to Irk, to show his Tallests he wasn't a weakling anymore. He set the ship on autopilot and laid back. Everything was going according to plan. Everything.
Gir was exploring the back of the ship. There wasn't everything real interesting; just a bunch of nails. The ship jolted slightly and Gir fell. His little metal head fell on a nail and split into two; that was the end.
Zim was dreaming of Dib, coming back to murder him.
The ship jolted; Zim woke up. A ship was near him; an Irken ship, judging by the technology. It kept coming toward Zim.
In the Irken ship, the pilots had starved to death on his way to another planet. It seems the idiots had forgotten to bring food for himself and his friend, an Irken named Red. They were exiled from Irk; and sent away. The reasons were unknown. That was the end.
Zim tried to steer his ship away, but his wheel was stuck.
"Gir?" he called, never to know that his little robot companion was in oblivion.
"Gir!" Closer.
"Gir!"
And closer.
"GIR!"
The ship was in front of Zim. And Zim was thinking of the irony. Dib had come for revenge. Just like in the dream. The two ships crashed.
Zim was crushed beneath two metal plates, he was still alive for a short period of time, unfortunately. He had reached up to feel his own brain, with no cranium covering it. He squeaked, and then it was done.
It was the end.
The end.