Chapter 3
"GIR! Get over, here, and maker sure the security chainsaws are in order!" Zim barked, as he got into disguise for the prom.
GIR saluted, and munching on a taco, walked outside, and onto the grass, where an assortment of chainsaws swiped by at various angles., cutting off several parts of GIR's body, including his arm, and his head, which came rolling back onto the walkway, though he continued to eat the taco being held by his severed arm. "They workin!"
"Good…good," Zim said, as he tightened his bow tie. "GIR, Pull yourself together! We have to make sure that everything is secure so that that Dib-Monkey doesn't swing his way in here!"
"But master, why are we doing all this-is someone coming-Is Santa coming!" GIR screamed and raced around, pulling out a plate of fish and chips.
Zim face-palmed. "GIR, we're not making It hard for Santa to get in. We're making it hard for Dib to get in."
"So, why don't you just stay home if you're worried," GIR asked, sitting down on the couch watching The Scary Monkey Show.
"I-…I just can't OK, GIR-Now do not question me…again!" At that, Zim walked out. "I'm taking the Voot cruiser. I'll be back later," the alien spoke, as he left.
Meanwhile…
"Honey, you look fantastic in that outfit," Professor Membrane stated, as the monitor, which he used to monitor his children hummed around his daughter.
"Thanks, Dad," Gaz spoke, as she sat down, watching TV, occasionally glancing at the clock.
Meanwhile, Dib was upstairs, packing as he waited for Zim to show up, so that he could make his way over to Zim's lab. Dib chuckled at the thought of finally exposing Zim to the world. How he'd become admired by his peers, respected by the Swollen Eyeball Society, and maybe even get his own television show.
"Dib," Gaz called her brother's name, as she opened the door, turning on the light. "What are you doing? You better not be planning another "mission,"" she spoke, putting air quotes around the last word.
"Uh…no?" Dib lied.
Gaz walked away, mentioning unholy torture if Dib messed this night up for her, as she headed back downstairs.
Dib went back over to the window, watching and waiting, and sure enough, a purple limosuine pulled up, much to Dib's enjoyment.
Meanwhile, in the limo…
"GIR, how is everything at the house," Zim asked, speaking into one of the camouflaged Voot Cruisers's communicators.
"Gewd…Very nice-ah," GIR said, smiling at Zim, as he sat in the back-his robotic parents hardwired to the front seats to serve as chaperones.
"Have fun, honey," his "mother" says, as Zim steps out of the car, walking towards the door, before knocking.
"Hey, Zim. You ready to go," Gaz asks, opening the door.
"Wait! I need to get pictures of this," Prof. Membrane speaks as his head floats around on the monitor, snapping several pictures from multiple angles, causing Zim to scream in agony at the brightness of the flash.
"Ugh, there just pictures, Zim-there not that bad." Gaz says, to Zim, who's just managing to make it to his feet, before turning back to her dad. "We'll be back later."
"Make sure to have her back before sunrise," Prof. Membrane called, as Gaz closed the door.
"So, uh-Gaz. Where exactly is your brother," Zim asked, as he walked her to the Voot Cruiser.
"Dib? I don't know. Saw him in his room with a bag and that was it," Gaz shrugged as she climbed in the back seat.
Zim gave a false laugh, while deep inside, fearing for the safety of his lab, but also a surprising amount of calmness as he climbed into the backseat with Gaz.
Meanwhile…
Dib was racing through the night, en-route to Zim's house. He was also running away from a very large and familiar dog chasing him. He would not escape on this occasion. "No-ah stop, I hav-ah…"
Back with Zim and Gaz…
Zim sat quietly in the back, on the other side of the car, away from Gaz. "What is this? It feels like some…human…emotion," he thought to himself.
Gaz, eventually broke the silence. "So, why aren't your parents speaking? Usually parents are all over themselves getting pictures like my dad."
Zim panicked a bit as he moved over to check the front of the Cruiser, noting that he'd actually muted it all the sounds, so as not to alarm anyone to the fact they were in a spaceship, and being hardwired into the Cruiser, his parents were also muted.
"…They're mute," Zim said, looking around, though not moving away from Gaz.
"Oh…cool," Gaz said, smiling a little, which also caused Zim to smile.
While this was all going on…
Dib was again, on his way to Zim's house. "I…will…stop you…Zim…," he grunted as he walked along, limping from a dog bite on his leg.
Dib made a good bit of progress and was more than half-way to Zim's lab when he found himself surrounded by a large number of squirrels.
"Go on, get…scat," Dib said, looking around, and motioning for the rodents to go, though they did not heed his words, instead looking upon his head as a giant acorn.
Dib continued motioning for the squirrels to leave, though they responded by launching an assault on the son of Prof. Membrane-clawing and biting his head, and eventually burying the screaming boy under a mass of fluffy tails and buck teeth.
Ironic. I planned to stop this far sooner than I wanted too, and yet here I am at chapter 3. lol