Chapter 4
I Am Saving You From Yourself
"... Good bye, Dib." Dib shut his eyes tightly,
I suppose this world was okay. I might miss it... Zim slid his finger onto the trigger, eyes focused on the target, I wonder if anyone will miss me...
A soft beeping echoed along the corridors of the large base, faintly reaching the two. They both stood, not moving, as the noise continued. Dib opened his eyes, looking up at the ceiling,
Stop taunting me. GIR suddenly came running into the room, a huge smile on his face.
"GIR!" Zim demanded, still looking at Dib, who was now staring back. GIR pranced up to Zim,
"Yeeeees?" He giggled.
"What did you break?" GIR just smiled as the sound kept going. Zim shifted his eyes off of Dib and looked down at the little robot. The familiar glint in Zim's eyes when he was about to start a rant appeared. He opened his mouth, inhaling sharply, when the computer cut in,
"Hey." Zim, paused mid-breath, "Your leader dudes are transmitting." Zim's eyes widened as he hurried out of the room,
"GIR! Keep an eye on the human prisoner!" With that, he disappeared down one of the long corridors.
Dib looked after him in shock. Pushing himself away from the table, he stumbled a bit,
I'm still alive... He looked down at the robot, a blank look to contrast the huge smile on GIR's face,
"C'mon, Dibby! Waffle's done!" He smiled, strolling over to an elevator. Dib smiled faintly, walking toward the elevator, himself,
"What type of waffles did you make?" GIR smiled, obviously happy that Dib was interested,
"Blueberry moose waffles!" Dib looked down, a sad smile on his lips,
GIR must be lonely... With such an annoying master as Zim, who doesn't give him the attention he wants. Wow. When did I become a psychologist? I figure I should sort out my problems first... The elevator slowly came to a stop on the house level, But I feel kind of sad every time I se him. He looked over at the still smiling GIR. He sighed,
"Can I try one of your waffles?" GIR's smile became even bigger as he squeaked with joy,
"YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" He giggled as he jumped off the elevator and ran into the kitchen. Dib closed his eyes, silently praying,
God... Please let it be edible.
Zim ran into the communication room, quickly hitting the transmission button. The two tall leaders of Irk look down at him from their spot on the screen. Zim flayed his arms wildly,
"My Tallest!" He screeched, beaming with joy, "What can I do for you! How can I help!" Red looked at Zim, rather annoyed, but Purple was the first to talk.
"Hello, Zim." Zim's eyes lit up, "We just wanted to inform you on a package we're about to send to you."
"Is it a weapon so I can destroy the human race!" Purple sighed as Red snorted,
"Something like that. What it is, is a 'Strength Amplifier'." Purple nodded, "It'll make you 'stronger'." Zim smiled, "It should be arriving soon. Contact us after you have used it. Okay, Zim?"
"YES MY TALLEST! ZIM SHALL! THANK YOU!" The screen turned black.
Red burst into hysterics which were soon joined by Purple's.
"Do you think he has any idea?" Red stammered between laughs,
"No!" Purple declared, wiping away a tear.
Zim smiled, victoriously,
"YES! The Tallest have chosen to make me stronger! YES! ZIM SHALL RULE ALL! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Aw!", GIR whined, "Dib's leaving already?" Dib smiled, standing up slowly,
"Yeah, GIR. I figure I should leave now." GIR hopped off the table with a little squeak.
"Come back fore more waffle's, Dibby-Dib" GIR smiled, hugging Dib's leg tightly. Dib turned and walked out of the front door.