"One two three, I found you out so easily
One two three, I found in you what I found in me"
Guilty (Gravity Kills)
Bucket of Nightmares
"Talking"
'Thinking'
StressedGaz kept her eyes closed as she listened to the teacher ramble on about STDs. She really didn't want to know this. It occurred to her that she would never use a public restroom again. Her health teacher--Mr. Rancor-- finally stopped talking and pulled two buckets out. He setthem on his desk and cleared his throat. Gaz slightly opened her eyes and watched him. He was always dressed for a funeral.
'Just like Ms. Bitters,' Gaz thought.
"Today class, I will be assigning you a project to overcome which will involve your unfortunate spouses and offspring," Mr. Rancor announced with a grimace. "But I want to hear what your jobs are and the name of the poor child."
Mr. Rancor narrowed his emerald eyes and searched the room. A slight smile made it to his face as he lifted his arm and pointed at a random student. A spider fell from his hand. They all watched as it crawled up the tiny web and wrapped around his finger like a ring. A few students shuddered and Zim watched with a shiver.
"Keef, deliever your assignment," Mr. Rancor snapped.
The teen snapped to attention and pulled out a piece of paper. The teacher tapped his foot as he waited for the assignment. His partner finally pulled the papers out of his hand and pointed to what he needed to read.
"Our child's name is Shelley, and my partner is a therapist. I work at Crazy Taco," Keef nervously said.
"How pathetic," Mr. Rancor calmly said with an edge of amusement.
His green eyes turned to Gaz and he truly smirked. She looked up and glowered at him. He just glowered back and she opened her eyes slightly. Mr. Rancor rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Gaz…deliver your assignment," Mr. Rancor demanded with a smirk.
"The child is a girl and her name is Lydia. I am a writer that likes to paint my walls red and sleep surrounded by black candles in a coffin. Every night I demand that my husband prepare the coffins. When he disobeys I chain him to the wall," Gaz informed.
Mr. Rancor scratched his head while everyone remained silent. Zim's eyes were wide in confusion as he stared at Gaz. He slightly scooted away from her till he was closer to the wall.
"What is Zim's job?" Mr. Rancor growled.
"He's a raving lunatic that believes he is an invader bent on world domination," Gaz calmly said.
"What a disturbing family," Mr. Rancor mumbled.
"Disturbing…no, eccentric…yes," Gaz corrected.
"Today I will let the husbands pick from one of these two buckets," Mr. Rancor declared as Gaz glared at him.
Gaz reclined in her chair as Zim stood up and walked to the front of the room. Gaz gazed at his Pak and squinted her eyes a bit. The normal lights on his Pak were a bit dull. Gaz silently wondered what that was about. Her eyes opened when she saw him reaching for the bucket labeled 'nightmare'. She smacked herself in the face and growled. Zim proudly strutted over to her and smacked the paper on the desk.
"As if this pathetic task will pose a challenge to ZIM!"
"Have you even read it?" Gaz questioned, slightly annoyed.
"No…but I don't have to read it to know it's pa-the-tic," Zim supplied.
Gaz growled and tore the paper from under his hand. She opened it and her eyes quickly traced each word. Gaz scoffed at the assignment and wondered why it was labeled nightmare.
"What is it?" Zim questioned.
"Your relatives are coming to visit," Gaz answered as Zim scratched his head.
"What? I have no relatives," Zim informed.
"I expect you to have this assignment ready Monday…and your baby better be in one piece!" Mr. Rancor warned as the bell rang.
Gaz picked up the textbook and promptly walked out with Zim behind her. The both remained silent as they walked down the halls. Dib soon ran up to them and grabbed Gaz by her arm. He pulled her a few feet away from Zim much to her annoyance.
"Gaz!" Dib exclaimed in relief. "Are you alright? Why are you with him?"
"I'm all right and Dib," Gaz calmly replied as he raised an eyebrow. "Why did you drag me a few feet away where he can still hear us?"
"That doesn't matter, but he's an alien and I had to make sure you were safe," Dib answered as he glared at Zim.
Zim shrugged and merely picked at his claws. Dib watched Zim's actions in confusion. The alien should have been denying everything.
"Dib…you're a dork," Gaz replied as she walked back over to Zim and passed him.
"Zim! What have you done to my sister?" Dib demanded.
"I have done nothing earth-filth," Zim quickly replied as he turned to leave.
"I know you've done something…and when I find out what it is I'll get you!" Dib declared.
Zim turned around and sighed much to his dislike. He shrugged and tried to think of what to say. His mouth opened and then closed. Zim tapped his foot as he waited.
"Whatever, but I'll be leaving once this project with your sister is over," Zim informed as he turned to leave.
"Project!" Dib shouted in horror.
"Yeah the baby," Zim replied as he waved his hand for emphasis.
"You monster! How could you have done that to my sister!" Dib growled as he got into a fighting stance.
"Done what?" Zim questioned in confusion.
"I can't believe you did that to her!" Dib shouted as he charged.
"What?" Zim questioned in confusion.
"You probed her!" Dib accused.
"Wait, I'm lost here," Zim admitted as he blinked.
"This is the last straw Zim! I'm taking you down for hurting my sister!" Dib declared as he threw a punch.
Zim quickly jumped out of the way still confused. Dib spun around to backhand the alien, but he ducked. Zim continued to avoid punches as he thought about what Dib had said. He had no clue what the human was talking about. Zim finally caught Dib's arm and stopped his foolish attacks.
"Can you explain exactly what Zim has done?" Zim irritably demanded.
"You had sex with Gaz!" Dib declared as Zim froze.
Dib pulled his arm out of Zim's grip and rubbed the sore appendage. Zim stood there frozen in shock. His mouth was open and one contact had fallen out in his shocked state. Dib cautiously waved a hand in front of the alien. He remained frozen as he stared off into his own world. Laughter erupted in the hallway and soon Zim was on the floor curled up in a ball laughing.
"I don't think this is funny!" Dib growled.
Zim quickly put the contact back in and continued to laugh. He shook his head as his laughter died down into chuckles.
"Dib-worm…do you really think I would do that?" Zim questioned as one eye squinted and the other remained opened.
"Well yeah! You're the enemy!" Dib agreed. Zim shook his head and sighed.
"First, Zim needs to force no one," Zim listed as he held up a finger.
"But—"
"Second," another finger is held up as he continued, "I have no desire to do that."
"What?"
"Third!" Zim held up the last finger, "I can't do that."
Zim promptly smacked Dib across the head and then walked off down the halls. Dib fixed his glasses and scratched the back of his head in confusion. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders. It may have been a bit harsh to accuse Zim of that, but Gaz would have said something. He wondered what Zim meant when he claimed he couldn't do that. Dib scratched his head again and truly wondered about Zim. He wondered if Irkens reproduced differently. Dib pursed his lips in thought and wondered if this had anything to do with Zim never changing into his school uniform. Dib gagged as he wondered about a part of Zim he never wanted to wonder about.
"Maybe if I poke my brain with a toothpick, I'll forget about this," Dib mused as he walked to his locker.
Zim grumbled as he kicked a rock down the sidewalk. He could hear Gaz's GS2 beeping as she killed off vampire piggies. His left eye twitched as he cursed the contacts that hid his eyes. They itched and so did that wig he wore. His left eye twitched again as he heard the music increase on the GS2. He could tell by the music that she was in a battle with a main boss. Zim scoffed at her imaginary play and wondered how she would do in a real battle. One eye widened at the thought and he looked at her out of the corner of his eye. She appeared to be very fragile.
He shook his head and almost laughed at the thought. Her recent punch to his squeedly spooch proved that wrong. Zim tilted his head in thought and remembered when she had fought him inside of Dib's body. She could pilot, physically defend herself, and much more. A smile crossed his face as he imagined her as an invader. Invader Gaz. He shrugged and figured it had a nice ring to it, but nice as good of a ring as his own name. The magenta lights on his Pak briefly dimmed and he twitched. He growled and figured that the thing was getting ready to kill him.
'Which reminds me,' Zim thought as he chuckled. 'I have a score to settle as these earth-pigs say.'
"What are you so happy about?" Gaz questioned as she continued her game.
"I have many things to do," Zim replied.
"And being busy makes you laugh like a manic?" Gaz dryly questioned as he blinked.
"If you must know," Zim sighed, "I have plans."
"Which I don't care about," Gaz replied.
"I am planning…revenge!" Zim shouted to the sky as he clenched his fists together.
"You are planning revenge?" Gaz questioned. "You can't even plan earth's destruction."
"But my plan for revenge is perfect!" Zim protested as Gaz saved her game. "I am a GENIUS!"
"I know all about revenge…if you want to do it the right way you'll need my help," Gaz calmly said as they walked to his door.
"Zim needs no one," Zim said as he waved her off.
"What is your grand plan of revenge?" Gaz questioned as she waited her amusement.
"I plan to fill the Massive with radioactive…pigs!" Zim declared as he began to laugh.
"That's just stupid," Gaz spat as she shook her head.
Zim pushed open his door and walked past the robot parents. Gaz easily pushed them away from her. Zim marched into the kitchen with his eyes shut. Gaz knew she had just insulted him and it was amusing her. She always took the chance to insult him. Gaz smirked as he hopped onto a chair and with his eyes still closed. She took a seat beside him and wondered if her fascination would scare him. Gaz studied him and disliked the pathetic costume to his real form. She wanted to smack herself for her traitorous thoughts. Gaz smirked as she noticed that his arms were still crossed and he looked offended.
"How about I make you a deal," Gaz calmly offered.
"What nonsense do you speak?" Zim questioned as he glared at her.
"I have nothing better to do and would be glad to help you in your revenge," Gaz stated as she gazed at him through closed eyes.
"And why would Zim need your help?" Zim questioned.
"Because I know how to cast a soul into the deepest depths of despair from whence there is no escape," Gaz answered.
Zim thought this over before he began to hum. He weighed the pros and cons and figured the only con would be working with a human. To him though, Gaz wasn't like a normal human.
"Fine, I will allow you to assist Zim!" Zim answered as he grinned.
"Thank you for you permission master," Gaz mocked as she rolled her eyes.
"That's the spirit," Zim suddenly said as she fiercely glared at him.
"I'm going to kill you," Gaz growled.
Zim's eyes widened as he frantically stood up. His eyes landed on the flour and he held it in front of him. Gaz's eyes widened before she went back to fully glaring at him. They both jumped out of their seats and prepared to fight. Gaz growled and Zim shook the flour in warning.
"Put Lydia down!" Gaz ordered.
"NEVER!" Zim shouted.
"You break her and you will pay," Gaz angrily threatened.
Zim suddenly grinned and jumped off the ground. His legs shot out of his back and attached themselves to the ceiling. Gaz glared up at him and wondered how long he could stay up there. Zim lowered his arms and dropped the flower bag. Gaz quickly caught it and coughed at the bit of flour that sprayed at her.
"In order to begin my revenge I have to repair my lab," Zim suddenly spoke.
"Why'd you damage it in the first place?" Gaz questioned as she set Lydia on the table.
"I got mad," Zim replied as he lowered himself to the floor.
"Baby tantrum," Gaz assumed as she shrugged.
"I no nothing of this baby, but if you mean I got angry…then yes I did," Zim replied.
"How long will repairs take?" Gaz questioned.
"Two long nights," Zim replied.
"I guess this means without the project," Gaz mumbled.
"Yeah…about that…I wouldn't have time to work on that," Zim replied as he scratched his head.
"Then I guess I'll be staying in the lab with you," Gaz replied as Zim nodded.
"Sure…I mean no!" Zim seriously said.
"Why not? I was there the other night," Gaz replied.
"I can't trust that you won't tell Dib anything," Zim childishly replied.
"Why would I tell him anything?" Gaz sneered with a scoff.
"Good point," Zim mumbled.
"Then let's get to work," Gaz sighed.
"I'll do must of the project, but I want feedback," Gaz warned as Zim nodded.
"Yeah, sure," Zim replied as he fully dropped to the floor and walked into the living room. Gaz followed him and waiting for the couch to vanish. Soon enough they were traveling into the depths of the base.
Author's Note:
Another chapter, I'm having so much fun typing this that I already have about eleven chapters finished, all I have to do is proof-read them.
Thanks for reviewing! Any constructive criticism is welcomed!