Chapter 3
"Mini Moose!" Zim tried to whisper, to avoid suspicion from the humans. "Try to get us out of here!"
"Nya!" Mini Moose squeaked. He pushed the stroller a bit and they began to move forward, but there were too many people in the way for them to go anywhere. Zim looked back and forth, trying to find a way for them to escape. Then he got an idea. He made a high pitched squeal that made some of them step back.
"HEY! You all get out of here!" The librarian growled. "You're scaring the cute baby into making loud noises! This is a library! You can't be loud! Go on! Get away!"
All of the people mumbled and whispered and groaned to themselves, scattering about once more. Zim sighed with relief and tapped the bottom of the carriage, letting Mini Moose know it was all clear.
"Now, we have to find Gir, do some research, and get out of here." The smeet said. He felt the stroller move forward and they began to move back to the reference section. When they got there, Mini Moose put the book he had back on the shelf and gave a squeak to tell Zim he had finished reading it. Zim grabbed an encyclopedia with an H on it and handed another one with an R on the cover to Mini Moose.
"Keep reading. We need to get as much research done as we can. Perhaps Gir went in search of more information." The little smeet looked through the book, scanning each and every word until he felt he memorized it well. But when he finally turned the page, he heard yet another horrible coo.
"Aww, aren't you just adorable!" Some guy wearing a neat shirt with a striped blue tie started coming over toward the carriage.
"Ah! Mini Moose!" The smeet exclaimed.
"Nya!"
Mini Moose put the book back on the couch and pushed the other side of the stroller, moving them away from the man.
"Come back cutie pie!" The man cried out.
Another bunch of humans saw him.
"Oh no!" Zim began to panic. "We have to get out of here! It's too dangerous! These filthy hyoomans are like zombies! Why can't they just leave Zim alone?"
"Nya!"
Then once again, the smeet and the moose were surrounded. They couldn't move away, and they were too far from the librarian to make the same getaway as before.
"Stay back!" Zim squeaked, not realizing that talking may blow his cover. The people backed away, still murmuring and smiling. The smeet thought for a moment.
"And be quiet!" He said. The people stopped talking. Then Zim tapped the stroller again, signaling Mini Moose to go. But then there was a crashing sound at the front of the library.
"HONEY I'M BACK! I brought you a new toy!" The robot mom exclaimed with excitement and held up a large strand of linked smoked sausages. Zim whimpered and Mini Moose stopped.
"GIIIR!" Zim called. Suddenly there was another sound coming from the back of the library. All of the kids were running out of the children's section, crying and screaming. Gir followed close behind, still in his doggy disguise, with a sock puppet on each of his arms, legs, and ears, and the rest he had in his mouth, trying to eat them. He ran over to Zim and smiled.
"Yeth, mathah?" He said with a mouth full of colorful decorated footwear.
"Get us out of here now!"
"Okie dokie!" The robot saluted and grabbed onto the stroller handles, running the robot mom and some of the people over and bursting out the door. Zim ducked and held onto the cushioned bottom of the baby carriage, screaming the whole trip home.
"BABY! COME BACK!" The robot mom got up, tilted a bit because her leg area was dented by the impact of the stroller. She rolled out of the library and fell down the concrete steps outside. All of the people just stared at the exit in shock.
"I SAID BE QUIET!" The librarian shouted.
Gir swallowed the last of the socks and watched as the small smeet ripped off his disguise and pushed both cushions off of the couch. Then using all of his tiny strength, he grabbed his pillow and stacked them all into a small fort. He grabbed the blanket, draped it over himself like a cape, pulled it over the top of his head like a hood, and climbed into the fort, picking up the couch cushion that he knocked over dragging the end of the blanket into his little shelter.
"Master? Are you okay?" Gir asked, peeking through a small opening between the pillow and one of the couch cushions.
"NO!" Zim's voice cracked. "ZIM is NOT OKAY! I'm in danger! The humans! They wouldn't leave me alone! We couldn't do any research and we were almost captured! It was HORRIBLE! So much hyooman stink filth everywhere! GAH!" Zim hugged the rest of the blanket, curling into a little ball. "I can't go back out there! They're probably after me! They want to tear me apart!" He started shaking. "Rip out my squeedily spooch while I'm so small and vulnerable!"
"Aww, they're not gonna do that little master!"
"I SAID DON'T CALL ME LITTLE MASTER! I am NOT little! I am ZIM!"
Gir just giggled and sat on the floor next to the pillow fort. He turned on the TV to watch the Scary Monkey Show. Every now and then, Zim would peek out of the fort and look outside the window, to see if any humans were out there; wanting to get in. Then he would sit down again, pulling his knees to his chest and trembling.
It wasn't until the afternoon when Gir peeked in to check on Zim. The little Irken was on his side, wrapping his whole body in the blanket except for his face. He was taking a nap, his breathing was soft and his eyes closed. Gir moved the couch cushions back to their rightful spots on the sofa and put the pillow up next. Then he put the little smeet on the couch and went to the kitchen to make waffles.
Dib stared at the empty skool desk at the other end of the classroom. Whenever Zim was absent, it could NOT be a good thing. Usually it meant he was scheming. When skool let out, Dib left the classroom, gathered all his things, and immediately headed to his house. When he got there, he tossed his heavy book bag onto his bed and gathered some anti-alien equipment and spy gear, and headed for Zim's base.
Everything seemed normal from the outside of the odd green house, but of course with Zim, you could never be too careful. Dib climbed over the fence and into the one blind spot of the gnomes he discovered last month, when he took photos of Zim trying to get his little moose minion thingy to obliterate a goldfish. Then he maneuvered through the yard, avoiding the robot gnomes and any other defenses. He went over to the window and slowly peeked inside. Nothing out of the ordinary. There was just a teeny tiny Zim asleep on the couch…wait, WHAT?
Dib opened the door, knowing it was almost never locked, and slowly tiptoed inside. The first place he went to was the couch. Was it really Zim here? Napping in the middle of the day and shrunken with young features? This was the perfect opportunity. Dib took his camera, snapped a few photos, and then went to grab the tiny bundle of Irken and blanket. The little baby alien was as light as a feather. A wide grin spread on the large headed boy's face and he went outside.
Everything was going smoothly until Dib realized that in his excitement, he forgot all about the gnomes, and one of them headed straight toward him, shooting lasers. The kid ran forward, trying not to cry out or drop the little smeet, but just before he passed through the opening of the fence he tripped up, shaking Zim a little and nearly falling flat on his face. He stretched a foot out just in time to catch himself. He looked down at Zim, who just moved a little until he was actually holding onto Dib, finding his enemy's body heat nice and cozy. You would say 'aw' but because Dib didn't find Zim cute no matter what state the Irken was in, he just thought it was perfect that the alien life form was practically handed to him on a silver platter.
Dib started to speed down the side walk, but then he realized that running may jolt the enemy awake, so he slowed to a quick walk, eager to get home. He spotted a large truck up ahead and realized it was going straight for a puddle. Dib turned around and shielded Zim from the blast of dirty water, not wanting the stinging sensation to alert the Irken of the current situation. After getting his back all wet, he looked down again to see that Zim was still small and asleep and starting to drool a bit. Ew. But it would all be worth it to show that he was right all along and Zim was from a different planet. With both the front and back of his shirt moist, he continued down the sidewalk.
After passing by heavy and loudly beeping traffic due to a car accident, a group of kids kicking cans down the sidewalk, and being chased by a dog, Dib finally saw his house in the distance. It felt like it took hours to finally get home, and Zim stayed asleep the whole way through.
"Gee Zim, you're one deep sleeper." The boy said.
Suddenly the Irken bolted to life and looked around.
"What? Huh?" He gasped. "DIB! What are you doing? Let go of me! I am ZIM!"
"AH!" Dib cried out and dropped the Irken to the ground out of surprise. "Zim!"
"Just because I've been turned back into a smeet doesn't mean I won't be ready for any of your tricks Dib!"
"Yeah right! Seeing how easily I snuck in and kidnapped you!"
"LIES!"
"Whatever Zim!" Dib said. "I'm gonna show you to the Swollen Eyeball and everyone will know you're an alien once and for all!" He tried to grab the young smeet who ran and screamed. A few people outside looked for the sudden shouts of the rivals.
"Hey, what's going on over there?" A man watering his lawn asked.
"Stay away!" Zim yelled, trying to escape, but Dib ran and got the alien by both arms.
"What are you doing to that kid?" An old woman planting flowers turned to the two.
"Let go of me! You smell like human!"
"I'm trying to take this alien back to my house!" Dib said.
"Yo! Let go of that poor little baby!" A teenage girl jogging by exclaimed.
"But he's an alien! Look! He has antennae and green skin!"
"I SAID LET GO!" Zim cried out.
All of the neighbors started heading over, yelling at Dib to put the little smeet down, alien or not.
"But I'm trying to save you all!" The boy reasoned.
"Can't you see the cute little thing is upset? It doesn't like you grabbing it!"
"Yeah! Leave the poor baby alone!"
Dib put Zim down as the people moved in closer.
"But he…"
"Are you okay?" The teenager crouched down and looked at Zim. The alien thought for a moment and looked at her with sad eyes starting to fill with crocodile tears.
"His…his big head scares me…" Zim mumbled.
"Aww…" All the people, except Dib, said in unison.
"Get him!" The old man yelled. Dib ran away screaming as all of the neighbors chased after him, ready to attack. The little alien smirked and went to run back home.
"Master!" Gir ran over, glad to see his master was okay since he disappeared while the robot doggie made waffles.
"Gir! There you are! Get me back home right away! Quick! While the hyoomans are distracted!" Zim exclaimed. Gir grabbed onto his master and used his rockets to blast back to the base.
X3 Another week, another update! But I'm not sure if I'll be able to update once a week. REVIEW PLEASE!
And also thank you guys so much for your reviews on the last chapter! I'm so glad you all like this story! If you guys want to read another awesome Invader Zim story, you should check out "Experimental" by Alohilani. It's SO awesome! See ya'll later! And remember to REVIEW! The more reviews I get, the sooner I may put up chapter 4!