They both walked up to the door with the 'mens room' sign on it and grinned
at the noise coming from within. Gir had apparently just broken something
important and Zim was screaming at him. Dib wrung the doorbell and the
screaming abruptly stopped. The young woman assured him that she could
stand on her own, so Dib released her arm. The two waited for a minute,
probably for Zim to put his disguise on.
The Zim that opened the door was not the Zim the young woman had remembered from so long ago. For one, this Zim had black hair, similar to Dibs, and his eyes were human looking and periwinkle. The most noticeable thing was his height; he had gone from the size of a human 3rd grader to a few inches shorter than Dib, who was 6'1". It's amazing what Earth gravity can do for an Irken! Zim and the female stood there staring at each other until Gir poked his head between his master's legs to make sure he wasn't paralyzed or something fun like that. The little robot looked up at the young woman whose mouth was gaped slightly, and squealed "HI!!!" at her. This brought her out of her trance.
"Zim?" she choked out.
And then, either from shock or blood loss, or a combination of both, she collapsed. Zim awoke from his own shock just in time to catch her. Unfortunately, the Earth's gravity had only helped with Zim's height, not his strength, although that, too, had increased slightly. He almost fell down from her weight, even as slight as it was.
"Dib-human! Help.would be.appreciated." he gasped out as he struggled to stay upright.
"Oh, right! Sorry."
Dib wrapped an arm around the wounded girl's abdomen and shifted her weight from Zim to himself, then put his other arm under her knees and stood up. Zim stood, too, after muttering something about his spine.
They both entered the oddly colored house. Gir had run over to the TV to be out of the way, surprisingly still interested in the goings-on.
"Where do you want her?" inquired Dib.
Zim pointed to his couch.
"There will be fine."
Dib moved to put here there, slightly miffed that he didn't even get a 'thanks' or some other sign of gratitude.
Zim approached the couch and glanced over his friend's cuts and bruises.
"Computer! Scan Rin for injuries, then treat them."
A few seconds later, a cold compress fell next to Zim from the ceiling. Zim rubbed at his face irritatedly.
"I have got to fix that."
He put the thing on her forehead anyways.
"Gir, bring me the box of medical supplies."
Dib looked surprised. "You know how to fix her?"
Gir ran off to get the stuff and Zim looked over at Dib like he was a moron.
"Of course I do. How do you think I was able to survive Gir all these years?"
He was going to add a 'stupid human!' to it, but he was feeling nice today. His only real friend had come to see him, even if she was injured. A moment or so of silence passed, and Dib couldn't stand being in Zim's house without prodding and searching.
"So, her name's Rin?"
Zim didn't look up, and wasn't even bothered by Dib's presence.
"Yes. And yes, she is an 'alien'."
Zim grinned evilly at the thought to not tell him that she was a warrior of her planet and would likely kill him on reflex when she revived.
"Here ya go!"
Zim automatically winced and shielded his head. Normally when Gir said something like that, it was followed by something heavy being launched at him, often resulting in a concussion. Much to Zim's pleasant surprise, Gir had placed the box of stuff next to him and stood by, waiting to see if he could help, a goofy grin on his face. Dib and Zim exchanged stunned looks. Then Zim, smiling inwardly, turned back to Gir.
"Gir, why don't you go make Rin some muffins?"
Gir's can-like eyes squinched shut in glee, then he shouted, "I'm gonna make MUFFINS! Whoo hehe HOO!!!"
He then ran off to the kitchen. Zim watched his little robot go and sort of smiled, then opened the box and started taking Irken medicines and stuff out, putting them on the floor next to him and kneeling down at Rin's head/chest area. He opened a little container full of what Dib thought was sawdust and sprinkled on her largest cuts. It immediately soaked up her spilt blood and stopped her from bleeding anymore. Dib watched this with great interest.
"Anything I can do?"
Zim looked up at him for a second and then figured that he was no threat at the moment.
Zim handed Dib a half-empty tube of clear goo.
"Dab this on the minor cuts."
Dib nodded and unscrewed the cap and squirted a tiny bit of the goo onto the tip of his index finger. It smelt like glue. What was it with Irkens and glue? He knelt down by Rin's legs and started gently dabbing it on her cuts very slowly and carefully. Zim glanced over at him and noticed how very slowly he was working and yelled at him.
"That sealant is VERY painful when applied to open cuts! If you go so very, very slowly like that, Rin will wake up in pain, OH the pain!! I won't stop her from chopping your big head right off!"
Dib smirked at him and continued to put the stuff on, only faster this time. Zim glared at Dib and his smirk.
Dib replied to Zim's glare in a taunting voice, "You lOvE her, don't you?"
Zim squinted an eye at him.
"What are you talking about?"
The green alien didn't like where this was headed.
"It's so obvious, Zim. You stare at her for an eternity at the door, you don't want to see her in pain, and now you're blushing! Heh heh, that's very cute, Zim."
Zim's cheeks were a lovely shade of purple.
"Just because someone has compassion for another life form doesn't necessarily mean that he loves her, Dib!!"
Dib's smirk turned to a sly smile.
"You sure are a sensitive little guy, aren't you?"
That was it.
Zim stood up quickly and bellowed, "COMPUTER!! TERMINATE DIB!!"
Dib stood up laughing and laughed some more as he ran outside and slammed the door shut. A cold compress bounced off the door moments after.
"Stupid computer."
Dib grinned the whole way home. He now had a new weapon against Zim.
The Zim that opened the door was not the Zim the young woman had remembered from so long ago. For one, this Zim had black hair, similar to Dibs, and his eyes were human looking and periwinkle. The most noticeable thing was his height; he had gone from the size of a human 3rd grader to a few inches shorter than Dib, who was 6'1". It's amazing what Earth gravity can do for an Irken! Zim and the female stood there staring at each other until Gir poked his head between his master's legs to make sure he wasn't paralyzed or something fun like that. The little robot looked up at the young woman whose mouth was gaped slightly, and squealed "HI!!!" at her. This brought her out of her trance.
"Zim?" she choked out.
And then, either from shock or blood loss, or a combination of both, she collapsed. Zim awoke from his own shock just in time to catch her. Unfortunately, the Earth's gravity had only helped with Zim's height, not his strength, although that, too, had increased slightly. He almost fell down from her weight, even as slight as it was.
"Dib-human! Help.would be.appreciated." he gasped out as he struggled to stay upright.
"Oh, right! Sorry."
Dib wrapped an arm around the wounded girl's abdomen and shifted her weight from Zim to himself, then put his other arm under her knees and stood up. Zim stood, too, after muttering something about his spine.
They both entered the oddly colored house. Gir had run over to the TV to be out of the way, surprisingly still interested in the goings-on.
"Where do you want her?" inquired Dib.
Zim pointed to his couch.
"There will be fine."
Dib moved to put here there, slightly miffed that he didn't even get a 'thanks' or some other sign of gratitude.
Zim approached the couch and glanced over his friend's cuts and bruises.
"Computer! Scan Rin for injuries, then treat them."
A few seconds later, a cold compress fell next to Zim from the ceiling. Zim rubbed at his face irritatedly.
"I have got to fix that."
He put the thing on her forehead anyways.
"Gir, bring me the box of medical supplies."
Dib looked surprised. "You know how to fix her?"
Gir ran off to get the stuff and Zim looked over at Dib like he was a moron.
"Of course I do. How do you think I was able to survive Gir all these years?"
He was going to add a 'stupid human!' to it, but he was feeling nice today. His only real friend had come to see him, even if she was injured. A moment or so of silence passed, and Dib couldn't stand being in Zim's house without prodding and searching.
"So, her name's Rin?"
Zim didn't look up, and wasn't even bothered by Dib's presence.
"Yes. And yes, she is an 'alien'."
Zim grinned evilly at the thought to not tell him that she was a warrior of her planet and would likely kill him on reflex when she revived.
"Here ya go!"
Zim automatically winced and shielded his head. Normally when Gir said something like that, it was followed by something heavy being launched at him, often resulting in a concussion. Much to Zim's pleasant surprise, Gir had placed the box of stuff next to him and stood by, waiting to see if he could help, a goofy grin on his face. Dib and Zim exchanged stunned looks. Then Zim, smiling inwardly, turned back to Gir.
"Gir, why don't you go make Rin some muffins?"
Gir's can-like eyes squinched shut in glee, then he shouted, "I'm gonna make MUFFINS! Whoo hehe HOO!!!"
He then ran off to the kitchen. Zim watched his little robot go and sort of smiled, then opened the box and started taking Irken medicines and stuff out, putting them on the floor next to him and kneeling down at Rin's head/chest area. He opened a little container full of what Dib thought was sawdust and sprinkled on her largest cuts. It immediately soaked up her spilt blood and stopped her from bleeding anymore. Dib watched this with great interest.
"Anything I can do?"
Zim looked up at him for a second and then figured that he was no threat at the moment.
Zim handed Dib a half-empty tube of clear goo.
"Dab this on the minor cuts."
Dib nodded and unscrewed the cap and squirted a tiny bit of the goo onto the tip of his index finger. It smelt like glue. What was it with Irkens and glue? He knelt down by Rin's legs and started gently dabbing it on her cuts very slowly and carefully. Zim glanced over at him and noticed how very slowly he was working and yelled at him.
"That sealant is VERY painful when applied to open cuts! If you go so very, very slowly like that, Rin will wake up in pain, OH the pain!! I won't stop her from chopping your big head right off!"
Dib smirked at him and continued to put the stuff on, only faster this time. Zim glared at Dib and his smirk.
Dib replied to Zim's glare in a taunting voice, "You lOvE her, don't you?"
Zim squinted an eye at him.
"What are you talking about?"
The green alien didn't like where this was headed.
"It's so obvious, Zim. You stare at her for an eternity at the door, you don't want to see her in pain, and now you're blushing! Heh heh, that's very cute, Zim."
Zim's cheeks were a lovely shade of purple.
"Just because someone has compassion for another life form doesn't necessarily mean that he loves her, Dib!!"
Dib's smirk turned to a sly smile.
"You sure are a sensitive little guy, aren't you?"
That was it.
Zim stood up quickly and bellowed, "COMPUTER!! TERMINATE DIB!!"
Dib stood up laughing and laughed some more as he ran outside and slammed the door shut. A cold compress bounced off the door moments after.
"Stupid computer."
Dib grinned the whole way home. He now had a new weapon against Zim.