Gir tiptoed to the fridge and went down. He knew the toilet would wake up Zim with it's flushing. Gir landed and scanned for the monkey's prison. He quickly found it. Row 3, 2 to the left. He quickly but quietly ran over and scanned the change and mass of dollar bills.
Gir: $79.34. Not even close.
Gir did the math in his head. 100,000 - 80.34? He pause for a few seconds and finally came to an answer.
Gir: I need a lot more.
Gir then roamed the lab searching for his doggie costume. He found it put it on and leaped up the hole where the fridge was and landed on the floor. Gir sat on the floor in the kitchen in his doggie costume.
Gir: If I leave without telling Zim he'll be mad. I'll leave a note.
Gir opened his head searched and found paper and a pencil. Sloppily he wrote...
Dear Master,
I left to get money to buy the Crazy Taco.
Your Sir,
Gir
(P.S. I still don't know what the G in Gir means!)
Gir walked to the door. With in every step an amusing squeak. He looked back as if he would never come back and he left...
To be continued...