Picture Perfect
ZIM lay in his bed, scratching. Even though he had gotten cream for the last mosquito bite, he had gotten and other one on his leg the other day. He wasn't happy anymore. Mosquito bites had that effect on peopleā¦even aliens. He felt that the world had some kind of grudge against him and so it paid back with this itchy, red horror. He shoved his face into his pillow. "Muff-u hum kada mumph huff" he said, muffled into the white fluff sheet. Then the door bell rang. GIR didn't' get it. It range again. No one got it. ZIM "grrrrrr"ed and got out of bed, sullen. As he opened the door he saw that there wasn't anyone there. Just a black device.
"Hmmmm" ZIM said with his hand to his chin. What was this human device? Who had sent it? He picked it up; there was a note attached to it. It read:
Hello ZIM,
I really like you. Here is a present from me.
A secret admirer
"Ad-mie-er-er??" ZIM questioned. He didn't know what an "admirer" was, but he knew what "I like you meant", it meant he was in trouble because someone was in "affection" with him. He didn't like affection. He picked up the device and looked it over. As he looked into a part that was bulging out, A bright, intense flash blinded him. "AHHH!!
AHHH! WHAT HAPPENED?!" "I DON'T KNOOOOW!" came a hollered reply from GIR from upstairs. As the white faded from his vision, his eyes watered. He looked at the device's screen. It showed Zim squinting and shielding his eyes with his arm. "Ehh?? What is this?" He pushed a silver button on top. The flash again, but not in his eyes. He looked at the screen once more. It showed his T.V. "How peculiar..." He turned and pressed the magic button once more and the flash appeared again. When the light faded GIR was rolling on the floor, tears streaming from his eyes. ZIM looked at the screen. It showed GIR waving at the camera. ZIM put the camera in front of him and smiled and waved then pressed the button of wonders. ZIM rubbed his eyes and looked at the outcome of the photo. ZIM was smiling and waving at the camera. "This device is AMAZING!"
"I LIKE TACOS!!"
"Yes, GIR. Yes you do..."
The Tallest lay on their sofa eating their jelly favored doughnuts and chatting about how stupid ZIM was, when they got an I-mail. "EH?" Tallest Purple managed to muffle, with crumbs spilling out his mouth. A giant picture of ZIM smiling and waving appeared on the screen. "AH!"
AN: Any ideas for further chapters? They dont' have to have a story line or any thing, just a subject...like soda or nail polish or something. THANKS!
