At St. Augenstine, ZIM and GIR found the crashed hovercraft, out in the
middle of practically nowhere. ZIM pulled out another one of his many
gadgets and turned a knob. Many footprints of many different colors showed
up all over the ground.
"This, GIR, is a footprint finder. It shows where any creature stepped in the last twenty-four hours. Now if we type in.. Irken.. (he said whilst typing) we will get only the Irken race's footprints. That would be this crashed Irken's footprints and mine."
Now only two trails of footprints were shown the trail behind ZIM and the trail leading from the hovercraft to the woods. ZIM followed the other trail. He followed and followed and followed, until he reached.. a house, in which the footprints lead into. He knocked on the door of the house.
Quickly, the door swung open. "Yes, who are you, what do you want?"
There, before ZIM, stood a great surprise.. a female in which seemed to be a human, but couldn't be, because the trail behind her most definitely was shown as Irken on the finder.
"Err, hello," said ZIM. "My name is ZIM. I was just, umm, wondering, uh, what your name was?" He hid the footprint finder behind his back, switching it off.
The female arched her eyebrow. "The name's LIN. What's it to you?"
"Well, this may seem pretty strange to you, but.. I'm an alien trying to take over planet Earth, and I thought, well, before I met you, before I saw that you were, well, a girl, that I needed your help."
"Before you saw that I was a girl? Wait. What does that have to do with anything at all?"
"Well, you're.. a girl. I don't need a female's assistance in anything."
"So you're saying that just because I'm a girl, I'm not good enough to help you?"
"Yes."
GIR finally spoke for the first time in centuries it seemed, stepping forward from behind ZIM. "You're pretty."
LIN eyed the robot. "Uh, thanks?"
"Yes, indeed. You're beautiful." ZIM found himself saying.
"What?"
"I mean, err, what I meant to say was—"
LIN's cheeks reddened. "Do you really mean that, ZIM?"
"Well, I, err.." he was flustered. "Yes."
"Would you like to come in?"
"Yes, yes, I would."
"This, GIR, is a footprint finder. It shows where any creature stepped in the last twenty-four hours. Now if we type in.. Irken.. (he said whilst typing) we will get only the Irken race's footprints. That would be this crashed Irken's footprints and mine."
Now only two trails of footprints were shown the trail behind ZIM and the trail leading from the hovercraft to the woods. ZIM followed the other trail. He followed and followed and followed, until he reached.. a house, in which the footprints lead into. He knocked on the door of the house.
Quickly, the door swung open. "Yes, who are you, what do you want?"
There, before ZIM, stood a great surprise.. a female in which seemed to be a human, but couldn't be, because the trail behind her most definitely was shown as Irken on the finder.
"Err, hello," said ZIM. "My name is ZIM. I was just, umm, wondering, uh, what your name was?" He hid the footprint finder behind his back, switching it off.
The female arched her eyebrow. "The name's LIN. What's it to you?"
"Well, this may seem pretty strange to you, but.. I'm an alien trying to take over planet Earth, and I thought, well, before I met you, before I saw that you were, well, a girl, that I needed your help."
"Before you saw that I was a girl? Wait. What does that have to do with anything at all?"
"Well, you're.. a girl. I don't need a female's assistance in anything."
"So you're saying that just because I'm a girl, I'm not good enough to help you?"
"Yes."
GIR finally spoke for the first time in centuries it seemed, stepping forward from behind ZIM. "You're pretty."
LIN eyed the robot. "Uh, thanks?"
"Yes, indeed. You're beautiful." ZIM found himself saying.
"What?"
"I mean, err, what I meant to say was—"
LIN's cheeks reddened. "Do you really mean that, ZIM?"
"Well, I, err.." he was flustered. "Yes."
"Would you like to come in?"
"Yes, yes, I would."