Author's Note: Yay! Chapter Four! Okay, there isn't a lot to say about this chapter except from the fact that it practically sucks. So, yeah. Happy reading- and thanks again to my reviewer!
Disclaimer: Am I the only one who gets tired of saying I don't own IZ?
The days passed by unusually slowly. Mynx and Zim barely spoke to eachother, except for when they had to discuss their plans. Mynx had learned to ignore Dib now, but soon got used to Zim arguing with him instead.
Over the past few days, she had quite grown to liking Gir, but hadn't been able to get Nuk to trust him just yet.
After yet another unsuccessful attempt, Mynx slumped on the couch beside Gir, who, as usual, was sitting watching TV. She sighed lightly and glanced around. Not a lot ever changed. She and Zim had had their daily argument ((Which was another time they would actually speak, if ever)) and Mynx had left Zim's labs to calm down.
'I don't understand Zim.' She said quietly, more to herself than to anyone else. Gir barely turned to look at her as she spoke. 'One minute he's okay, then the next he's snapping at you for no reason…' She trailed off, before looking around for something to do.
It then occurred to her how useless her disguise was. Dib had seen through it straight away. Jumping off the couch she headed back down to the labs, not paying any attention to Zim.
'What are you doing?' Zim questioned, watching her as she walked past him.
'I'm getting a better disguise. Incase you hadn't noticed, our current ones stink.' She said shortly in reply, walking away.
'No they don't!' He replied indignantly, though he realised she had gone.
Grinning slightly, Mynx shook her head. Zim never failed to give you a useless, cocky retort, no matter what you said to him.
Stopping by one of Zim's many computers, Mynx began to work on a good disguise. After deciding on using a hologram, she smirked; she couldn't wait to see the look on Zim's face!
After a few more hours had passed, Zim eventually came up from his labs. Mynx had tried unsuccessfully, to have a conversation earlier without causing an argument, and the arrogant Irken had remained down there for most of that day.
As he looked around, he couldn't see Mynx. Within a moment or two she emerged from the kitchen, a rather pleased looking Gir at her heels.
'I made muffins!' Gir yelled cheerily. Mynx rolled her eyes and let out a small sigh.
Zim couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Mynx; Gir had obviously encouraged her to join in with his "fun", and she was now covered in whatever ingredients Gir happened to throw into his "muffin mix".
'Oh yeah, Zim. Getting covered in Earth food is fun, isn't it?' She asked, sarcasm practically written all over her comment.
Zim smirked. 'Yup.' Her replied with equal sarcasm.
Mynx suddenly began to laugh- an odd sight in Zim's eyes. She hadn't laughed…ever, actually.
It suddenly became clear to Zim that Mynx wasn't the Irken she seemed to be. Mynx looked over to Zim, and realised that once you got to know him, he wasn't actually such a bad alien after all.
Friendship wasn't so hard to accomplish.
Author's note: This chapter was pretty much whatever randomness happened to pop into my head, I'm just preparing for better chapters later on. I know these once have all been short, I'm just trying not to give too much away. Please review!