Gaz stood, staring at a giant shadow in front of her. It was at least a million times her size, and was the darkest shade of black imaginable.
Suddenly, two ruby red eyes appeared where the head would be, along with a sharp-toothed grin. The eyes were wild, and more frightening than anything Gaz had ever seen. The giant stepped forward, although it didn't make a noise. Gaz tried to step back, but she was paralyzed.
A much, much shorter shadow appeared in front of the larger one, which had stopped moving, but was still fixing his wild gaze on her. The smaller shadow, shorter than Gaz, had ruby red eyes, too. But, they were much bigger. They were kind of evil-looking, but innocent compared to the giant's. It's grin was less sharp and more zipper-like. Suddenly, Gaz was shrinking down to it's size, her hair shortening and her eyes squinting shut, although she could still see. She suddenly looked as she had a bit over 1,000 years ago. She found herself wanting to play a video game, but knew this wasn't the time.
The giant shadow started walking again, in her direction. The smaller shadow laughed evilly, then disintegrated, as if blown away by the wind that she couldn't feel. The giant moved closer and closer. It eventually came to a stop, dramatically lifting it's foot up over Gaz's head.
If she could move, she could win. But she knew she was done for.
When the giant's foot reached it's peak, it came down, right over Gaz's head. Time slowed. It was 10 feet away. 9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1-
Gaz sat up, breathing heavily. She looked above her head. Leaves and a bright morning sky. She reached behind her. She felt the bark of a tree and let out the air she didn't realize she was holding in.
She looked to her right and saw Zim in the same position he had been before she fell asleep. His hands were behind his head and he was breathing deeply. Gir was sleeping in his little bubble, periodically twitching and giggling quietly.
Gaz sat and thought for a moment, trying her hardest to keep her dream out of her mind. Her gaze wandered around the general area, and for no reason rested on Zim's hair.
A though suddenly came into her mind. 'I wonder... does he still have anntenae?'
His hair stuck up, almost anime-style, (see author's note) so it was hard to tell. Cautiously, she slid closer to look. His hair was jet-black, so she couldn't really tell.
Suddenly, he murmered someting and she backed off an inch or two. After a moment, she bent forward again to look closer. Still, nothing.
"Well," she whispered as quietly as possible. "Only one way to find out, huh?" Fearless as always, she slowly reached her hand forward. She smiled mischievously as she searched through his hair.
'Awkward?' she thought. 'Nah.'
Soon, she found something. It felt less like his hair and more like a little tube. It was smooth, and had some kind of little complicated texture. It felt good on her skin, so she ran her fingers along it a few times, as if petting a cat.
Speaking of cat, she could've sworn she heard a light purr. She unknowingly gave a half smile. It was actually a pretty nice moment.
Until, of course, he woke up.
Note: Heehee, well ain't THAT gonna be awkward! Also, regarding the anime-style hair thing, I always see stories in my mind's eye as anime style, because I think it looks awesome. So, when I think of this story, I actually think of Zim as looking like he does in Manifest Doom on Snafu Comics, if you've ever heard of it. On the most recent page of the comic as I write this, he actually has his wig on and no contacts (cause Gaz hit him and knocked them out), which is handy. If you haven't heard of it, google it! Anyway, I might write the next chapter now, which I know isn't exactly smart of me, but, eh, what are ya gonna do? I can't help myself!