A/n: I did not spellcheck this piece of poop on a stick! Heeyyy...wouldn't that be crazy if...you went to county fairs and they had deep fried poop on sticks? That'd be awesome!!! A little disgusting, but hey..who cares? So anyhoo, cookies to the following sparkly people n__n
limonada!!!!! WHOO, YOU ROCK MY LEFT SOCK!!!
Silver Neko!!!! YAAYYY! YOU OWN MY RIGHT SOCK!!!!
and KYLA!!!! YOU OWN MY LEFT BIG TOE!!!!
With that said, read on!
Disclaimer: Oh...ya know.
MEOW!!
Long after Zim had walked Dib home, he lay on his couch in the dark staring up at the ceiling. Gir had disappeared into one of the rooms and every now and then he would hear her scream with laughter at something. His headache had not waned, in fact it seemed to have become worse. ''Maybe the Dib's ''advil'' pills poisoned me.'' Zim whispered to himself, using quotation fingers on the word advil. Trying to calm his raging thoughts in an attempt to make his head numb, Zim tried to focus on one mundane thought...like clouds or something. But no matter what, his thoughts would always shift back to Dib. The way he had offered without any kind of insentive to help clean Gir's mess, the way he stared at him, the way he looked when they talked...it was a weird feeling in his tummy. All bubbly and tickly and...gaggy. Zim placed a hand on his stomach and sighed. ''Yes, it's the advil's fault.'' He finally decided to himself.
Or maybe not. His insides only felt like they were dancing when he thought of Dib. It was sickening...and confusing. Was he becoming ill? Was he going to die? What was Dib doing to him?! He sat in silence, emotionless, the confusion building. He nearly had a heart attack when he looked over and saw Gir standing next to the couch staring at him quietly.
''Gir!'' Zim's hand flew to his heart, he breathed with relief however and tried to calm down. ''What are you doing?''
The android tilted her head. ''Don't be sad, master. He feels the same way.''
Confusion. Narrowed eyes. A sudden empty feeling. ''What?''
But for that one moment of Gir actually making sense...in a freaky sort of way, it faded just as quick. Gir blinked and jumped up, squeeling loudly. ''WHEE! LET'S GO GET SOME POOP! POOP IS COOL!''
Zim sighed deeply, his whole body heaving and he lay back down, ignoring the dancing robot without any interest. Soon, his eyes felt heavy and they closed, hoping to find escape from a life where he was outcast no matter what and escape from the confusion.
It only got worse.
Through the course of many dreams that night, Zim saw everything coming back to him. The little, unimportant things flew back...his first trip to earth, oh he was so cocky. He felt so in charge and so important. But ignorance truly is bliss, he didn't realize he was just trying to be rid of. The day he had found out, his ego had been crushed into a million tiny pieces and his heart torn out. He couldn't stay there with that ever persistent Dib. He would only be reminded of a lie he lived; a lie he fought so hard for. So he ran away. Like always...
And in another...he saw Dib. Just that and nothing more, but that feeling came back. He awoke late in the night to a completely silent house. Gir was laying on the floor next to the couch, motionless. Zim lay there and tried to clear his thoughts, just try. But no matter what, he couldn't. He didn't sleep another wink that night and when dawn came he welcomed it happily.
Maybe a new day, a fresh start, was what he needed.
A/n: HEHEHEHEH YAY! Hm...the best, mostest craziet review gets TEN COOKIES...and my pinky toe :D oh yah. LOVE YOU!!!
limonada!!!!! WHOO, YOU ROCK MY LEFT SOCK!!!
Silver Neko!!!! YAAYYY! YOU OWN MY RIGHT SOCK!!!!
and KYLA!!!! YOU OWN MY LEFT BIG TOE!!!!
With that said, read on!
Disclaimer: Oh...ya know.
MEOW!!
Long after Zim had walked Dib home, he lay on his couch in the dark staring up at the ceiling. Gir had disappeared into one of the rooms and every now and then he would hear her scream with laughter at something. His headache had not waned, in fact it seemed to have become worse. ''Maybe the Dib's ''advil'' pills poisoned me.'' Zim whispered to himself, using quotation fingers on the word advil. Trying to calm his raging thoughts in an attempt to make his head numb, Zim tried to focus on one mundane thought...like clouds or something. But no matter what, his thoughts would always shift back to Dib. The way he had offered without any kind of insentive to help clean Gir's mess, the way he stared at him, the way he looked when they talked...it was a weird feeling in his tummy. All bubbly and tickly and...gaggy. Zim placed a hand on his stomach and sighed. ''Yes, it's the advil's fault.'' He finally decided to himself.
Or maybe not. His insides only felt like they were dancing when he thought of Dib. It was sickening...and confusing. Was he becoming ill? Was he going to die? What was Dib doing to him?! He sat in silence, emotionless, the confusion building. He nearly had a heart attack when he looked over and saw Gir standing next to the couch staring at him quietly.
''Gir!'' Zim's hand flew to his heart, he breathed with relief however and tried to calm down. ''What are you doing?''
The android tilted her head. ''Don't be sad, master. He feels the same way.''
Confusion. Narrowed eyes. A sudden empty feeling. ''What?''
But for that one moment of Gir actually making sense...in a freaky sort of way, it faded just as quick. Gir blinked and jumped up, squeeling loudly. ''WHEE! LET'S GO GET SOME POOP! POOP IS COOL!''
Zim sighed deeply, his whole body heaving and he lay back down, ignoring the dancing robot without any interest. Soon, his eyes felt heavy and they closed, hoping to find escape from a life where he was outcast no matter what and escape from the confusion.
It only got worse.
Through the course of many dreams that night, Zim saw everything coming back to him. The little, unimportant things flew back...his first trip to earth, oh he was so cocky. He felt so in charge and so important. But ignorance truly is bliss, he didn't realize he was just trying to be rid of. The day he had found out, his ego had been crushed into a million tiny pieces and his heart torn out. He couldn't stay there with that ever persistent Dib. He would only be reminded of a lie he lived; a lie he fought so hard for. So he ran away. Like always...
And in another...he saw Dib. Just that and nothing more, but that feeling came back. He awoke late in the night to a completely silent house. Gir was laying on the floor next to the couch, motionless. Zim lay there and tried to clear his thoughts, just try. But no matter what, he couldn't. He didn't sleep another wink that night and when dawn came he welcomed it happily.
Maybe a new day, a fresh start, was what he needed.
A/n: HEHEHEHEH YAY! Hm...the best, mostest craziet review gets TEN COOKIES...and my pinky toe :D oh yah. LOVE YOU!!!
