Chapter 3

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A/N: HHEELLOOOO EEVVEERRYYBBOODDYY! I'm home. Did you miss me? Sure you did! And boy am I glad to be home! In the middle of the week, Wednesday, the whole campus stared getting sick and they were all throwing up and it was horrible. And that same night, one boy ran away. Mm hm. He just up and left without anyone knowing. Yup. And we all stayed awake until 12:30AM. Worst camp I've ever been to I'll tell you hhwhat. Their were kids that were like 7 years old. They must have been traumatized. And the conditions of the camp were horrible too. Every one was home sick and everyone was begging to go home. And get this. NONE OF OUR PARENTS WERE CALLED! Mm hm. Chauncey Ranch YMCA everybody. Don't ever go there. For real. It was awful. My first experience at a camp and my worst experience at the a camp! Yuperoony! Plus we found a scorpion in our house. It was so small that you couldn't see it unless you were looking. Now i'm really paranoid. YAY! Any way. I'm done with my rant. Onto the story! (/^-^)/

GIR paced back and forth across the tile floor, listening to his small metal feet clink beneath him. Zim sat on the floor happily eating his nachos.

"What are we going to do? How can we reverse this? Maybe we could... no i doubt that would work... hmm" GIR thought aloud.

"Nya" suggested minimoose.

"Reverse the effects of the machine by going in again? Brilliant Minimoose! Come on GIR!" Proclaimed GIR. Zim hopped to his feet and Approached Pod B. GIR had already entered Pod A when Zim suddenly noticed something out of the corner of his eye. There was a roach crawling across the control panel.

" !" Yelled Zim suddenly. "I'M GONNA GET CHA!" Zim jumped out of the pod and ran for the control panel.

"NO GIR!" Yelled GIR from his pod.

Zim jumped up on top of the control panel causing a dent in it. He brought his elbow down upon the spot where the roach was. The roach scurried away causing Zim to make a large indent on the control panel. He continued to smash the control panel in countless attempts the squash the roach. The whole time GIR yelled for him to stop. Eventually, Zim slammed his gloved hand down upon the control panel and successfully squashed the roach. He lifted his hand and awed at the roach juices left on his glove.

"GIR! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?" GIR climbed out of Pod A, fuming. "HOW ARE WE GOING TO SWITCH BACK TO NORMAL?"

"I killed Mr. Samsa!" Zim announced with joy. He held his hand up to GIR's face to show off the juices. "See?"

GIR pushed Zim's hand away with disgust. "Ugh. Now what? I'll have to fix it. That might take weeks. Maybe months!" Zim exclaimed. "Stuck in GIR's body for months?" GIR fantasied his horrible fate.

"Hehe. Master you're all squishy!" Zim pointed out. He lifted up his uniform dress and poked his stomach and giggled.

"Stop that!" GIR reached over and pulled down Zim's dress. "Don't do that!" He sighed. "Computer analyzes the control panel to the Body swap pods. How long will it take to fix it?"

"Analyzing... Approximately four weeks." replied the computer. GIR groaned as Zim continued to poke his belly. "Not all supplies for fixing obtained. Supplies needed for repairs are- wait... GIR?"

Zim looked up at the ceiling. "Yess?"

"No, I was talking to GIR." Said the computer.

"Yesss" Replied Zim.

"No, not you master, I-"

"What computer? What is it?" said GIR in frustration.

"GIR? What? Is there... um.." stuttered the computer.

"Yesssssss?" Said Zim.

"I.. What? Master, what's going on?" asked the computer.

"Me and GIR have switched bodies on accident. I need to fix the control panel in order to switch us back. So we're going to be like this for a while." Explained GIR.

"So you're going to be stuck like this for... four weeks?" exclaimed computer.

"Yes." replied GIR.

"YESSSSSSSSSSS?" said Zim.

"What supplies do we need to fix the control panel?" asked GIR.

The computer displayed a screen of the things they need for the repairs.

"Hmmm... How long will it take for the supplies to get shipped in from the Conveyor Belt Planet?" Asked GIR as Zim started to squish up his very little belly fat.

"Approximately...three weeks." responded the computer.

"Great. Just great."

"Don't shoot the messenger."

"what?"

"nothing."

GIR looked over the list again. "What of these items can we find here on Earth?"

The computer scanned the list and half the list disappeared, leaving only the items that can be retrieved on Earth. It also showed a location next to each item where it can be bought at.

"Hmmmm... Computer. Print the list. We're going shopping!" Announced GIR.

"YAAAYY!" Zim cheered.

A/N: YAY! That was fun. Now would be a good time for all of you reading this to recommend human ocs for the upcoming chapters. They will be used as store clerks, bystanders that interact with Zim and co. and whatever else I need them for. I will not accept any Irkens of of any sort. Nor will I be accepting sibling ocs of already existing characters. Like if you have an oc that is Dib's sister I will not include it because that is very stupid and makes no sense. Plus like i said earlier, it has to be at least 90% HUMAN WORM BABY! Alright? I think we can all abide by these rules, right? Right? Yeah totally. It is 3:00 AM and I am so ready to sleep! Goodnight!