CH3
Gir never seemed to have any trouble making friends. Everywhere he went his childlike wonder gave him a special kind of edge that most people adored; or at the very least tolerated. But edge or not, one way or another people did see the little robot as –special and the inhabitants of the under-water-world were not immune to his charms.
He walked along the "shores" of Goo Lagoon humming a cheery little melody to a song which no one but him knew. He saw a group of assorted aquatic life vigorously playing a game of volleyball and decided to stop and watch. For a while no one seemed to notice him standing there; that is until he jumped up and caught the ball in mid air with his metal mouth, then spit it out and began to hug it like a teddy bear.
"Who's the new guy?" Larry the Lobster whispered distastefully to Sandy the Squirrel who had been practicing her karate. By now everyone was staring strangely at Gir who didn't seem to mind in the least. Sandy, being the bravest citizen in Bikini Bottom, trotted over to the little robot and proudly introduced herself.
"Howdy!" she held out her hand to him. "My name is Sandy. Sandy Cheeks! What's yours little fella?" Gir's eyes turned red the second he stopped hugging the volleyball and he stood at attention. "Gir; I am here to retrieve an important package for my master Zim!" then he threw the ball to a fish that was "standing" by hard enough to knock the fish to the ground. Suddenly however his eyes turned cyan and instead of shaking Sandy's hand, he sniffed it.
"You're sweet," he purred. "Like mayonnaise! Ooh, I'm gonna eat my sandwich now."
Gir then opened the top of his head a grabbed the sandwich he had inside, only to have it instantly turn to mush and float away into tiny soggy pieces. The little robot then began to bitterly sob. "Wah!"
"Oh don't cry little guy," Sandy tried to soothe the distraught robot and took him by the hand. "If you're hungry, then I'll take you somewhere where you can eat the finest food under the sea. Have you ever had a krabby patty?"
Gir immediately stopped his crying and cheerfully asked, "Is it made out of moose?"
"Ah, no I don't think so," Sandy nervously responded then eagerly changed the subject. "C'mon Gir, you can meet my best friend Spongebob."
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With his spider legs whirling behind him Zim turned on a bright light on top of his invisible helmet and bravely headed toward the bottom of the sea. Deeper and deeper Zim trekked into this complete new territory. At first, the environment was exactly as he expected; all except for not feeling any stinging sensation he was certain he would have been experiencing by now from the acidy earth water. Rather to his surprise the water was cool to his skin. In fact it was down right clammy; it was murky too, and the only area that was lit was where the beam of his light would shine, but painful? Not really.
'This isn't so bad,' he thought to himself. 'Now if I can just avoid the sharks and those squids…oh I don't want to start thinking about that again…' he quickly reminded himself.
However the further he went down into the ocean, its atmosphere seemed to brighten up a bit. 'Hey, this isn't how the ocean milieu is supposed to be; it should be getting darker, not lighter; it should be getting colder not warmer. And what are those funny flowery looking things floating above me like clouds?'
He finally landed his spider legs onto the ocean bed and looked around in total amazement. "This can't be right! It should be a dark and dreary place down here!"
Zim then stooped low to avoid being seen stretching his metallic spider legs out across the sand as he crept over to a hillside and read the sign which was a life preserver hung on a bamboo stick. "Bikini Bottom, aye?"
From that vantage point, he noticed what could only be a small little town sitting peacefully on the ocean floor and to his amazement, its aquatic life looked and acted almost exactly like the humans on land!
This sight made Zim's head practically spin. "Fish aren't supposed to walk on their fins, they swim with them! And they don't have hair, and they don't wear clothes either!" It took him a good minute or two before he came to accept what his eyes were seeing. Angrily shook his fist into the "air".
"Curse you National Geographic! Curse you Discovery Channel! You lied to me! LIED, LIED, LIED! Unless…" he suddenly paused as if he had just had an epiphany.
"I see now, the humans are only a decoy to distract attention away from the true master species of this planet. Oh-ho but I Zim, am far too clever to be fooled so easily." He began to cackle evilly as he backed away from the hillside in order not to be spotted.
"First, I must find my cruiser, then my package, then I'll study these creatures and…oh I guess I'll look for Gir too. No wait, first I'll find my package, then study these creatures, then repair the cruiser, then look for Gir, No, no. I know, first I'll study these creatures, then I'll…find my cruiser and repair it, but wait I will probably need Gir to help me with that."
Zim stopped for a minute to clear his head. "Alright, FIRST, I'll stop talking to myself out loud, and then I'll go look for Gir."
"One thing is for certain, I mustn't let these sea creatures see me here, I must…" But then out of no where a large pink starfish wearing green and purple swimming trunks came charging at him with an enormous boulder in his hands.
"Spider!" Patrick began to yell as he seemed to stretch his arms out at least five or six feet and began to pummel Zim into the ground with the boulder.
"Spider! Spider, spider, spider!" he kept yelling as he pounded Zim with the rock over and over. Zim was caught completely off guard and could do nothing but take the beating.
"Ow!" the rock came crashing down on Zim again.
"My head!" he yelled just before Patrick hit him with the boulder again and again. "Ow! My Back!…Stop!…Oh the pain!…that's my…squiggly squooch…you're pounding…Gir…HELP!"
