Note: 'One more!' I say to myself, 'One more!' So, here it is, the third chapter tonight.
Zim was half asleep, it seemed. Not really aware of what was happening around him. He mumbled to himself, "What's going on out there?" but it came out more like, "Wass goin ou tha?"
He could've sworn he heard some whispering, but he didn't really care right then. He thought sleepily about the nice early-morning smell, and felt a tickle on his scalp. He didn't know what it was, but he couldn't focus on that for too long.
Then, he felt something on his antennae. It felt really nice! He purred, smiling.
But, a thought popped into his mind that shocked him out of his sleep:
'WHO THE HELL IS TOUCHING ME?'
He sat up and backed away as quickly as he could and stared, wide eyed, at the guilty expression on Gaz's face.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Gaz's face hardened. "Whatever I feel like."
"WHY? What reason could you POSSIBLY have to go rummaging around in my HAIR?" his anger rose.
"Like I said, genius, 'cause I FELT like it!"
"Don't you even THINK about what you're about to do before you do it?"
"Yeah, no. Not really." she said sarcastically.
"Didn't you consider what doing that might MEAN to an Irken?" he blurted out before he could stop himself.
Gaz hesitated. "What does it mean?"
"Err..." he paused. Well, he really didn't want to tell her that it meant-
"UH-OH!"
'Crap,' he thought. 'Gir is awake.'
"Aw," his little robot servant continued. "Did ya forget what that means?"
Zim shook his head, in a signal to say 'Don't say it!', which of course, Gir didn't understand.
"Well, Gazzy needs to know!" he turned to Gaz, who was smirking. "It means that if ONE person touches anothers antennae on purpose, it means they's pickin' their MATE!"
Zim sat, eyes wide, as Gaz's smirk faded.
"Y-you mean..." she grimaced and shook her hands violently.
"Nawww..." Gir said loudly. "She loveesss you, master!"
Zim suddenly got angry and stood up.
"Do you not even have any common sense?"
Gaz stood up and glared back at him.
"I don't need common sense! Ugh, does this mean we're MARRIED?"
"You'd better hope not!"
"Well, ya coulda WARNED me!"
"Excuse me if I thought I could go to sleep without having people just start touching me for no apparent reason!"
"Well, ya probably can, you're not really attractive enough to be raped."
They paused. Suddenly Gaz's eyes widened.
"Oh. My. God." she jumped up onto a branch and looked around frantically.
"What the hell are you doing now, looking for some innocent passerby to harass?"
"I'm looking for the nearest stream! I seriously need to wash my hands!"
Zim sighed with disgust. He felt so invaded. It wasn't like she raped him or anything, but it was almost like she had proposed or something. Such a no.
She jumped down and ran in a certain direction. Zim followed, hearing Gir rolling after him.
He saw Gaz kneel by a stream and rub her hands around in the water frantically. Irken water was actually a lot like Earth's water, and there wasn't really any way to tell the difference, other than the smell. It was hard to explain the difference, but that wasn't really important at the moment.
After 3 straight minutes of Gaz washing her hands, Zim sighed angrily.
"I believe I've stood here being insulted for long enough. When you're ready to, you know, go home, I'll probably already be out of the forest."
He turned and walked away in a random direction, hearing Gaz's footsteps not too far behind.
They walked for a while. 'Well,' Zim thought. 'That went well.'
Note: Heehee. Yeah. I haven't gotten any reviews for the last three chapters, but that's okay, as long as someone does eventually. I mean, I just posted them, so no hurry.