"WHAT!" cried both Waffin and Zim in unison. The two looked toward each other for a moment, before turning back to the robot.
Gir only grinned, shuffling his feet against the floor.
"Lo-oks like fun," he squealed, looking up at the two prosecutors innocently. He had watched those humans for a while and they did seem to have a bit of fun, with their games and... the mother of all fun things... school! Zim was so lucky! He got to go to school and have recess and eat cafeteria food and be under the watchful eye of Ms. Bitters. But if he were human, he could go to school and have all the processed meat he wanted!
"But, Gir!" cried Zim, trying to convince him to choose something else as his wish, "You can have world domination! WORLD DOMINATION!" he shouted maniacally. Not too far off, a car alarm went off, and the children outside stopped chucking eggs to laugh at the stupid Zim inside. It was Waffin's turn to protest.
"Why do you want to be a filthy water sac like those humans? When you could wish for gold... and girls... and-"
"WORLD DOMINATION!"
"-and world domination. You could have anything! Why be an earth monkey?"
Gir paused for a moment before grinning furiously.
"For the processed meat!" he squeaked, hopping up excitably, working himself into a meat-induced frenzy. Before longhe was practically bouncing off the walls, shouting at the top of his fake lungs words like, "Meat", "Burger", and "sausage". Eventually, after minutes going past, Waffin yanked Gir out of the air and threw him to the ground in front of him.
"ALRIGHT! You shall have your wish, but I must warn you," his voice grew soft, to almost a whisper as he waved his hands dramatically, "Your wish is irreversible! You will be stuck as a human forever, never to be a robot again. Is this was you wish for?"
Gir nodded his head furiously, the marble, buttons, and string jangling inside.
"Yes, yes, yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes-"
Waffin did not let the little SIR continue. He lifted his dripping arms into the air, and shouted at the top of his lungs a curse, gargling out of his throat in some foreign tongue lost to humans, remembered only by the passing waffle. The air seemed to be vacuumed towards the deity, leaving Zim gasping for breath as the force of some strange power focused in on Gir.
"Ooh," was all the little robot managed before he was absolutely coated in a green light, and it was impossible to see him at all after that point. A roaring started, and Waffin seemed to be in some sort of trance as he moaned and groaned. Little squeaks could be heard from Gir as his body changed, as well as his internal organs.
"It tickles!" he cried from inside the green glow.
Suddenly, everything stopped. The air flow returned to normal, and Waffin floated to the ground, supposedly exhausted. Zim turned his attention to Gir, a green glowing mass laying on the floor.
"It is finished," whispered Waffin in a superficial tone. Zim's temper snapped as he wheeled on the gelatinous mess, pulling out a small blaster pistol in the process.
"It sure is," he whispered in a malicious tone, and the batter demi-god was ripped to pieces, forever lost in oblivion. He then wheeled on Gir, heading towards the robot in a fury, not unwilling to turn the gun on him as well.
"What were you thinking, Gir? Having that maniac in our house, performing some fake hoopla?"
The glowing form didn't move.
"Gir?"
Zim approached the mass, and when he finally knelt down, his light breath blew away the green film, to reveal.
"Holy Cheese, what is that?"
(Kinda short, I know. And a cliff hanger. Read and review please. Your reviews keep little Jim the crippled bunnyalive. Don't let Jim die...)