Chapter five! I don't own Zim and Co. J.V. does.
This is for us pitiful humans...;)
Zim raised a brow. Or what where it would be if he had some. Suspicious, he sat down beside the purple hair girl, not wanting to sit by his nemesis.
"What do you want Gaz-human?" He asked, scrutinizing her brother with his violet eyes. Gaz sighed. This might be harder then she thought.
"I need your help Zim." She said stoically. Zim's jaw fell.
"Eh? Why?...I mean. Of course you need Zim's help! Who doesn't need-" Gaz cut him off.
"Shut up. Your almost as bad as Dib. We-" Gaz glanced at Dib, then back to Zim. "-need your help to figure out what race our mother was." Before Zim could reply, she explained further. "Alien race." She finished.
Zim looked at the Dib for a second, and then back at Gaz.
"Alien mom, eh? Explains the big head." He said, pointing his plastic spork at Dib. Dib's eyes narrowed. " My thoughts exactly." Gaz said. Dib scowled. "I don't trust him Gaz." Dib said, taking a bite of the substance on his tray. Quickly, he pushed it away, spitting out what he had chewed onto the table.
"It doesn't matter. He's going to help." She said. Zim looked down at her. "I won't help-" Gaz pinched his shoulder, a ticklish spot for Irkens. "Yes, you are. Or I'll send you to a ticklish world where there is no escape!" She threatened. Zim only nodded. He hated being tickled. He would doom the girl later.
Dib ran to his locker as the school bell rung. Throwing his things in his locker (No homework on the first day!) He grabbed his messenger bag filled with his gear, and ran to the lobby.
Gaz played her GS7 on the red bench in the front lobby. As Dib sat down beside her, she scooted towards the other end of the bench. She was in The Zone.
Zim had put his things in his locker. An infernal human storage mechanism which he hated greatly. He had to use his pak to open the damn thing! He slammed the red locker shut and headed to the lobby.
As Zim walked, he could hear small pit-pats against the big windows in the hallway. His antennas flattened against his skull beneath his wig.
'Great. Rain!' Zim thought. He looked around the hallway, spotting a small white bin against the wall. Zim walked towards the Lost and Found box, peeking in.
"Excellent. Success for Zim!" He smiled evil-like as he grabbed the black umbrella from the box with his three-clawed hand.
As he walked further, he saw the humans sitting on the bench. The rain pelted against the tall glass windows behind them.
"Well humans, are we going or what? Afraid of a little rain?" He taunted. Dib stood up and leaned against the giant window.
"Of course not! Why, me and Gaz would walk right into the rain when we were little!" Dib exclaimed proudly. Zim just glared and popped open the umbrella.
Gaz turned off her game. She glanced out the window, worried. A new feeling for Gaz. She mentally gulped. This was going to burn like hell. She flinched as she remembered her shower. Steam from her skin sticking to the mirror. She suddered.
She stood up and sighed inaudibly. "Let's go." She said. She considered sharing Zim's umbrella, but quickly shooed the thought away. She did not share things. Period.
Dib strutted out of the double doors into the wet parking lot. Zim followed suit, his umbrella and water resistant boots protecting him from the pelting water. Gaz lingered under the awning. Unsure about her decision. She gulped. She had to do this.
"Are you coming Gaz-human, or what?" Zim called after her. Gaz only sighed and put her messenger bag over her head.
As Gaz began to walk, she realized that she was immune to the water. Well, for a while at least. They were halfway to Zim's 'house', when she started to burn.
Gaz could only stare as steam started to rise from her skin. It burned. She resisted the urge to cry out, and continued to walk on. The steam continued to roll of her in gray puffs, she could hear her skin start to bubble.
But she continued on.
Against all her efforts, she started to fall.
Zim felt something fall against his shoulders, and it was hot. He hissed and turned around, catching the grape-headed female in his arms. His gloves and water resistant clothing protected him from the steaming girl. He carefully nudged the umbrella between his shoulder and his neck. With his hands now free, he transferred the human to his arms, holding her bridal style.
Dib stopped, noticing that the footsteps behind him had ceased. He pivoted on his heel, turning toward the two people behind him.
"Zim!! What are you doing to Gaz!" Dib asked, running toward the pair. Zim frowned.
"I did nothing! She fell onto my shoulders! She's barely conscious!" He said. They were just feet from his base. If they could get her inside...
Gaz stirred in his arms, not used to contact. Dib examined his sister. With she in Zim's arms, it felt as though she was betraying him. But it's not like she fell on him on purpose or anything...
"Let's get her inside." Dib said finally, letting Zim lead the way. Dib thought in silence. When his sister was concerned, he was serious.
'This must be some alien gene that has made itself known to her skin cells. This could be bad..wait. Then, she might be...I might be...'
"Irken." Dib mumbled as he opened the door.
Alright. I've updated! Please enjoy!
