A/N: This is mainly an "Author's Note" chapter. Full of important information and such.
Oh thy cruel fate. It has forsaken me by bringing upon a most unwanted illness. Yeah I'm sick. Curse cold and flu season and all of its evil colds and flues. Updates should be expected to be longer spaced than usual. :| Expect a week or so. I might even just take a break from writing this all together until I get better. This cold is not holding back on me at all.
My illness fatigues me. Farewell. (This chapter was a burden to write. It's not even long.)
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Zim walked over to the window and got to work boarding it up. It was Halloween, and Zim had stayed home from Skool preparing for the zombie children. When he finished with that window he moved to the front door and proceeded with the same operation.
Gir was, of course, as excited as ever and was running around in his dog suit screaming with joy.
"GIR. Hand me that box of nails! We must be prepared this year!" Shouted Zim throwing an empty box of nails to the ground and pointing to one on the kitchen table.
Gir easily complied with him and ran over to the table, grabbed the nails and walked back to his impatient master. Handing him the nails he gave him a wide grin and shot a muffin out of his head.
"Thank you Gir." Zim replied snatching the nails away from him and finishing the job at hand.
Stepping back to the center of the room he surveyed his work and saw he had successfully covered all of the windows and doors with a heavy coating of boards and nails. "ALRIGHT. GIR. TO THE LAB. We must stay secluded until this night is over." The alien marched over to the toilet and pulled the rope.
Once in the lab, Zim proceeded to contact his tallest to let them know that he was secure.
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Dib sat in his room watching the video camera he had Gir place in Zim's lab. He wanted to try to get proof that Zim was an alien again. He moved his mouse over to the record button and then stopped before he clicked. Staring at the screen he decided not to and proceeded to watch a 3 hour conversation between Zim and his Tallest.
Once it was over Dib realized that Zim wasn't going to do anything else and he left his room. He decided to sit on his roof and use his telescope to stare at the stars.
He thought about the day he caught the Irken transmission and smiled. He was glad that Zim had been sent to Earth. He was the only one who knew that Dib wasn't actually crazy.
Sighing, he leaned back on the roof and stared at the Halloween moon just listening to all the children go from door to door yelling trick-or-treat.
'I wonder how Zim is doing…' Dib contemplated this until he fell asleep on the roof.