(Nobody's POV)
"PAK Error detected."
"Huh? What?! The tiny alien sat himself up with a confused look on his face. "I fell asleep again! And why am I on the kitchen floor? Wasn't I in the living room? ... Gir! Did you move Zim in his slumber!"
A response was heard from upstairs. "I was teaching pig how to be a crab!"
Zim shook his head with the answer he got. ".. Oh yes! My error. Analysis!" The order was barked towards the wiry ceiling.
"Sorry. No can do. Error has ceased."
"How?"
"I don't know."
The irate Irken stoop up and marched into the front room and placed himself in front of the T.V. "Run a reply based off of my bio signature from, oh, let's say four hours ago." The T.V played static noises for about a minute and then clicked and started showing video. Zim watched as the screen showed him sitting on the couch, reading an amusing Earth book called 1984. (It was about how easily humans could be brainwashed and controlled. At least that's what Zim got out of it.) The screen then showed Zim slowly falling into a state of sleep, letting his shoulders drop, and allowing the book to fall to the floor.
The Irken turned his head and took notice of the book sprawled out by the couch, on the floor.
He turned his attention back to the clip. He stood there for about ten minutes just staring at an image of him sleeping. He was about to turn it off, but sound from the television speakers caught his attention. Someone appeared to speaking. Zim knelt down and placed an antenna up against the speaker.
_"How could you just kill him? My Zin?!"_ Zim backed up from the loud shout that came from the T.V. He wondered aloud. "That's me speaking?"
_"YOU WILL PAY!_" The replay then showed Zim getting off the couch, running into the kitchen as if he were violently chasing someone, banging into a counter, and falling to the floor. All while asleep.
"Turn it off." The video stopped. "What was that computer!?"
"Uh, the replay based off of your bio signature from four hours ago?"
The green body let out a long sigh and walked over to the coat rack. He took a pink, slimming jacket and zipped it on. He also grabbed his human-eye lenses and wig from near the rack and put them on too. He spoke again to the ceiling. "Run a thorough search on the name Zin. I feel like I've heard that name before, and not just in my dreams. Giiir! Guard the house while I'm out!" Zim left the house not really caring if his minion had heard him or not, considering Gir never really listened to him most of the time anyway.
"Zim needs to relax his mind."
(Dib POV)
"Where are you going son? Not to do anything crAzy I hope."
"No dad. I'm just going on a walk."
"Haha. Alrighty. Have fun."
I exited the house and buttoned up my trench coat. I hate when he asks me that every time he sees me leave the house. I'm not crazy. Just because I don't like any of that 'real science' crap and prefer paranormal science more doesn't mean I'm nuts. If he wants to ignore the fact that Big-Foot and other creatures are probably actually maybe real, that's his problem. But, it does bug me that he doesn't understand that Zim is an alien.
I started making my way to the park and remembered about earlier. "Oh yeah. Zim" What was with him during our last encounter? Maybe he was just .. tired? Yeah. He was probably just exhausted from working? ... planning .. "Zim's planning another scheme!" I noted my outburst and spun around to make sure there was nobody around to think I was bonkers. Thankfully the street and sidewalk were clear. Guess no one wanted to be out in the cold of a June night today. I continued on my way.
What could he be planning this time? It's Summer, so he's going to have a lot of time to himself to make up something good. Of course, unless I stop him. I should go over and confront him tommorow. But I'll need to lure him somewhere public so he doesn't try to attack me. I mean, he still probably will, but I've noticed that he goes easier on me with others around.
Suddenly pain pulsed through my face and caused me to step back and take hold of my nose. It hurt the most and I could feel blood trickling down it. I looked up to see what had caused my current condition. A tree. I ran into a tree.
I wiped the red ooze dripping from my nostrils with my coat sleeve. Well, I made it to the park. I strolled around past some of the many other Oaks that filled the park and chose the biggest one to sit under. I closed my eyes and let my mind wonder some more. It was so peaceful, this silence. I guessed that I was most likely the only one here.
"Ah, bliss."
This was the perfect place to think of how to lure Zim out of his base. Or so I thought.
(Nobody's POV)
Marching past the trees in the park, Zim breathed in slowly, and exhaled smoothly. "This is a most wonderful place for Zim to relax and sort out my thoughts." The Irken saw the biggest tree he could find and carefully (as he didn't want to dirty his pants too much) sat down. He didn't do anything for a while and just stared out into nothingness, clearly deep within his own mind. Until something snapped him out of it.
"Ah, bliss."
The Irken's body went rigid as he whispered lowly to himself. "That voice. Oh, you've got to be pulling on Zim's scoortch." Zim blinked a couple of times as he prepared to, yet again, confront Dib. He snapped up and popped to the other side of the tree. There sat Dib with a look of shock on his face.
The boy swallowed and spoke, rather yelled, up. "Zim! W-what are you doing here?!"
"Me?! What is Dib-smelly doing here!?"
"I'm here be- I don't need to tell alien scum what I'm doing here!" Dib decided that he might as well let Zim know he was on to him. He supposed he didn't need to lure him out later and that he might as well get info now. "On a more important note ZIM, I thought I should let you know, scince your here and all, that I know you're planning something!" By this point, Dib was up on his feet and the two were moving in a fight ready circle.
"Ha! Silly Fool Boy! Zim would love to be planning something, but I have more pressing matters to focus on right now."
"I'm sure that's just exactly what you want me to believe Zim, but I'm smarter than you think!"
"Obviously not! With a head as big as yours, it's a complete wonder at how stupid YOU ARE!"
"My heads not big!"
The pale boy launched at Zim, and knocked him to the ground so that he was on top. Zim retaliated by hissing and forcing a powerful kick to Dib's stomache, which freed him. Zim didn't stop there. As soon as the other and landed on his side a few feet away, the alien ran towards him and got atop Dib. He then proceeded to give a nasty scratch to the face.
Dib yelped and put a hand to the cut. "Oh, I should have waited to try and pry the information out of you." He said this mostly to himself.
Zim grabbed Dib's chin and moved it so Dib would be looking directly at him. Dib stared into Zim's eyes, his own wide with fear at what the other might do. A triumphant voice boomed from Zim. "Listen hear Dib-worm, there is no information to pry from Zim. I told you that I have other things I'm pressing on."
"Please Zim! Don't give me tha-"
"HUSH! Now Di- " Zim stopped short. His eyes seemingly mesmerized by Dib's. "Amber. Just like his. What a mysterious kind of color."
"Uh, Zim?"
(Zim's POV)
Those eyes. They were so beautiful. I felt my mind get hypnotized. How long had I been staring. Minuets now? It didn't seem to matter to me. Those eyes. They were just like his. Just like ... like whose? What? What was I doing?! I zapped back into reality. I gave Dib one good glare and got off him.
"Uh, Zim? I don't really care, but, are you okay?"
"Your pants are on fire!" With that I sprinted home. Hopefully my last comment had Dib distracted and worried about his pants. I didn't know what else to say. What I did was very obviously strange.
I got to the base and slammed the door behind me. I breathed in and out and calmed myself. If I remembered to, I would try and make a memory removing device for the Dib later. "Computer! Tell Zim all the information you have found since I've been gone!" I shook my head, still slightly relaying what had just happened at the park.
"The Zin thing? All I could find was this." A robotic arm appeared from the wall by the door, holding a few sheets of purple paper. I took them into my hands and immediately noticed the Irken insignia on all the papers. So, this was an Irken matter? The first paper had the name Zin printed in the upper right hand corner, and a giant red rectangle with bold red words in the center that read TERMINATED. The second paper had the name in the corner as well, and giant black words going across the paper that said PAK NUMBER 3338 VAPORIZED. The last paper had the name in the corner, and the rest of the paper was filled with numbers and letters. 14464434222811110a3g0987dd7425909cc345802221479vcns369... etc.
The last paper intrigued me. It was a DNA code. I'd definitely needed to get this scanned over.
"Bring me down to the lab!" I made my way over to the kitchen and stepped into my mighty trash bin elevator. I was brought down to the lab quickly and saw Gir playing in a bowl of cereal near the monitor. I ignored the bizarre sight and headed to the back wall were there was an open compartment just big enough for papers to fit through. I slipped the DNA code in and waited. It would take a couple of minutes.
"Set the monitor up and send a call out to the Tallest. Maybe they can help Zim. They just love when I call them with questions. It is because I am ZIM!"
"Calling."
As the call was being processed, my results from the DNA scan appeared from the slot, along with the original paper. "This ... this can't be right. This says that this is Zim's DNA code. But, the paper clearly states that this is for someone by the name of not Zim."
"Call failed."
"What!?"
"Sir, it appears that you have been cut off with all connections relating the the massive. And Irk."
" ... what."