By animeninjaNIPPON
AN: I have officially raised the rating on this story. Although this chapter doesn't contain much of the controversial stuff, the next three chapters have lime (sort of) and the rest have violence and most likely death and stuff. Just giving you all the heads up.
Tak had run off to her room to mourn the death of her rogue lover, which got Gaz to thinking that she needed a place to crash as well.
"I'm tired," she yawned. "Where are your beds?"
"Right this WAY!" Zim sang with a sharp turn to the right and the indication for the humans to follow. They plodded along in surreal fatigue until they came to a door, which Zim opened.
"After you," he replied to Gaz in a sickeningly saccharine tone. She stepped in and froze, opening one eye. "There's only one bed in here," she growled.
"Then you two can SLEEP TOGETHER!"
"But she's my SISTER!" Dib cried.
"So? I won't tell…"
"NO!" Gaz stomped her foot, slightly cracking the tile floor. "I absolutely REFUSE to share a bed with my brother. Especially in THIS!" She gestured to her sexual attire.
Zim was startled a bit by the girl's brazenness, but he stood his ground. "We have just one room to spare. But if you INSIST, I shall bring in ANOTHER MATTRESS!"
"I still don't want him watching me sleep."
"Gaz, I'm not a pervert!" Dib sputtered, but he was just as averse to the sleeping arrangement as she was.
"Very well." Zim clapped his hands. "My Tallest servants! Come forth!"
Red and Purple obeyed at once. "Yes, Master Zim?"
"Fetch me some bedding to appease the desires of these two," Zim ordered.
Red squinted one eye. "What?"
"Bring the extra bed and some curtains."
"Oh."
They set out to complete the task. In a few minutes, they returned with an identical bed, a set of blue curtains, a set of magenta curtains, and a soft drink, which Zim deftly took.
"Set it up," he instructed in between sips of soda.
In addition to setting up the other bed on the opposite side of the vast room, they also installed bed curtains over each sleeping quarter.
"Is that all?" Purple asked.
"Yes. Take your leave."
Red and Purple went their separate ways, and Zim headed out the door after them, pausing briefly to coo "Good night, my little Earth-monkeys" and turn out the light.
As Dib and Gaz retreated to their respective beds, Zim's maniacal laughter echoed throughout the mansion.
End of part seven