Part Three: Questions
"How do I know you're not going to throw me away?" January asked looking at the Irken as they walked together. (Well, Zim more Goose-Stepped than walked, but whatever.)
"We went over this, you don't. You just need to trust me," Zim said as they began to approach the strange green house.
"I know, I know. But I'd like a little reassurance that you won't just up and dump me without a reason," she said as they went through the front gate. What it her, or were the lawn gnomes staring at her?
"I will keep you as long as I need you. I will more likely than not give you a reason," the Irken said as he more or less kicked the door open.
"You know you don't have to drag me, right?" January said, not really meaning to change topics, but her arm was starting to hurt. She was quickly released and the door was closed behind her. Before she could rub her arm, she was practically tackled by a blur of turquoise and grey.
"Hi, Pretty-Lady!" a squeal reached January's ears. She looked to find a very happy looking robot on her chest.
"Hello there small robotic creature," she said, not really knowing what to call the thing.
"That is GIR, he is my robot assistant, no matter how useless he is," Zim said as he removed his wig and contacts.
"Oh, hello Gir," she said getting up and holding the robot.
"What's your name, Pretty Lady?" Gir said bouncing in the girl's arms.
"My name is January," she said brushing her bangs to the side so she could see.
"Like the month?!" Gir screeched, shocking January.
"Gir! Stop annoying the month-child and go… play with your piggy or something," Zim commanded. The robot turned red and saluted before going back to his normal color and frolicking off.
"Okay… that was really weird…" she said before walking over to the Irken. She looked at him and drank in his appearance.
"You look amazing! I've never seen anyone or anything like you," January said circling him to get a good look at him.
"Yes, yes, Zim is very attractive and wonderful in any and everyway," the Irken said buffing is non-existent finger nails on his uniform.
"So… what exactly are we going to do, Zim?" the girl inquired, looking up at Zim. He thought for a moment, tapping his finger against his lip as he did so.
"I'm not sure quite yet… WHAT DO YOU THINK WE SHOULD DO, ERTH GIRL?!" he said pointing at the girl. She thought for a moment and shrugged.
"If it were me, I'd spread a plague or something along the lines of slowly killing the human race off. But that's just me," January said shrugging.
"BRILLIANT! We shall create an incurable plague that will slowly yet surely kill every disgusting creature on this dirt ball of a planet!" Zim exclaimed before laughing evilly.
"Yes, yes, that's all good and wonderful. But we need to figure out what we will use to create something that deadly. We would need some chemicals or a virus sample and enhance it or something. And then we need to figure out how to spread something like that without it being traced back to us," the girl said walking away from the Irken and beginning to pace.
"I have plenty of chemicals to work with. We will not be working with germs. And we may be able to spread it through medication and food~" Zim said shrugging.
"Well, that solves that issue. Now what?" January asked looking back at him.
"We begin working, of course! The sooner we strike the more quickly we finish the mission!" he said as if it was the most obvious thing ever. January rolled her eyes and plopped down on the couch.
"Well, I'm not good with science-like stuff. So I hardly think I'd be very helpful. So what should I do?" she asked crossing her legs.
"Play with Gir, keep me company, praise me, be my guinea pig, watch TV, what ever you do when you have nothing to do," Zim said waving his hand dismissively.
"So you no longer really need me, huh?" January said, figuring that this partnership was very short lived.
"OF COURSE I DO! You now are Zim's slave! You seem intelligent and you already agree to be my partner. I shall train you to be a… make-shift Irken soldier! That way you can take over if something is to happen to me!" Zim said, sounding like he was just making something up.
"Uh…huh… so basically, I'm just keeping you company. I could do that even if we weren't working together, Zim," the girl said crossing her legs.
"LIES! Starting now you shall be trained to be an Irken Soldier! Or at least as good of one as a huuman can be," the Irken said pointing at the girl.
"Hm… I dunno. I'm not sure I want to be treated like a tool. I prefer being treated as an equal," she said rolling her eyes.
"You have to earn your way up to being Zim's equal!" he said putting his hands on his hips.
"And you need to earn my trust. I'm still shaky on whether or not teaming up with you was a good idea. If you can manage to gain my trust and have me bend to your every whim, then I will surely be more than happy to stand beside you during and after your mission," January said with a slight smile on her face. More or less, she was telling him that he had to make her fall in love with him in order for her to do anything to help him. But that probably wouldn't be too hard considering she already had a crush on him, go figure.
"I will have you do whatever I say, month-child! You will see!" Zim said pointing at the girl.
"It's very rude to point. And we'll see about that," January said getting up and smiling at him.