Chapter 4

When they got back to the base, Gir carried Zim into the kitchen and placed the little smeet down on a chair. But when he went to the other side of the table, he looked across to see that Zim was too tiny and the only thing you could see were his antennae sticking up out of curiosity. Gir giggled and went into another room. He came back with a bunch of picture books that Zim bought to keep the SIR unit entertained before this whole smeet situation happened. After Zim climbed down from the chair and Gir put the books on it, he put the Irken back up on top of the stack. When he got to the other side, he made sure Zim was able to touch the top of the table. Smiling, Gir went over to the counter, grabbed something, and put it down in front of the smeet.

"AH!" Zim shrieked. Gir cocked his head to the side. "No Gir! No waffles! I've already told you never again!"

"But you need to eat something, little master!"

"I said don't call me little master!"

"But…the waffles…"

"No Gir!"

The SIR unit's eyes welled up with tears, which was odd because he was a robot, and robots weren't really supposed to cry.

"B-B-But…I made you…the w-waffles…" He mumbled.

"And I said no Gir! I've already told you no more waffles! Not after what happened last time!"

Gir sniffled and hiccupped, but nothing seemed to change Zim's mind. The smeet did NOT want to eat waffles. Then Gir felt angry and picked up a piece of waffle with a fork. He held it out, wanting Zim to eat it, but the Irken refused. He held it closer to the smeet. Zim turned his head away. Gir went to the other side. Zim turned away again.

"Well…FINE!" Gir threw the fork to the floor out of frustration, the piece of waffle sliding across the tile floor. "I'll go to the store and get something else!"

"Fine!" Zim answered.

"FINE!" Gir yelled. The smeet slid off of the chair and watched as the little robot put on his doggy disguise. Then the SIR unit called Mini Moose over.

"Watch Little Master while I'm gone moose!" Gir waved and went out the door.

"Nya!" Mini Moose squeaked. The robot dog closed the door.

Zim looked to the door and then up at Mini Moose.

"So…how have you been, Mini Moose?"

"Nya."

"That's good."

Zim stuck his lower lip out for a bit, trying to think of something to do while Gir was out. The smeet walked over to the toilet placed in the kitchen and went down to the lab. He went over to his equipment, but being a smeet, he was still too small to reach the tables. So much for coming up with a new plan to take over Earth. He didn't want to report to the tallest either. Zim was afraid that they wouldn't let him be an Invader anymore if they found out he was turned into a smeet, and a smeet was too young to invade planets.

After checking on some of his lab experiments, Nick was very happy to see him so the brain probe must still be working fine, and looking to see what was on TV, he determined that there was nothing worth watching and paced, trying to think of something to do.

He wandered around the base until he came to Gir's room. Being so busy he never really went in there. It wasn't nice to snoop around in his servant's quarters anyway. He looked around, seeing there was nothing of interest and turned to exit the room, leaving behind no evidence of his entry. Just then something caught his eye. It was a bit shiny and it was sticking out from underneath a pile of Gir's things; mainly toys, blankets, and pillows. The little smeet's curiosity got the better of him and he pulled the blanket off of the pile to reveal…

…a stash of gummy bears!

Usually whenever Zim was able to get his hands on any candy or sugar, he sent it to the tallest out of respect. Gir must have hidden it, not wanting that to be the fate of the treats he bought with the little Earth money Zim had. There were so many bags it was unbelievable. Why didn't Gir eat any of them already?

Zim thought for a moment. Sending the candy to the tallest would be a great offering, but he didn't want them to know he was a smeet. So giving it to them as a gift was out of the question. Zim picked up one of the bags. He could sense the sweet fruity aroma of the candy and licked his lips. Then he remembered that it was Gir's stash. But the smeet was hungry and the only other thing to eat was the waffles, unless the Irken wanted to climb Mt. Refrigerator again just to end up spilling another slushy. He tore the bag open just a little bit. It was only one bag of gummy bears out of what? About 3 dozen? Gir wouldn't even notice. He looked back and forth to make sure nobody was watching. No, Mini Moose was still in the living room and Gir was still out shopping. He picked out one of the red gummy bears and popped it into his mouth.

"I'm back! We can have muffins!" Gir exclaimed as he walked into the room. He looked to the couch where Zim, still a smeet, was giggling and jumping up and down on the cushions. The SIR unit put his large brown paper grocery bag into the kitchen, got out of disguise, and went up to the couch.

"Whatcha doin?" He asked.

"Bouncing!" Zim answered and kept jumping up and down. Then he jumped off and starting running in circles. Gir laughed and chased Zim around for a while. He was glad to see his master was happy. Then Zim started jumping back and forth on the couch again.

Gir giggled again and went to the kitchen to make muffins. He pulled out the muffin mix and other ingredients, taking breaks during cooking to see what Zim was doing. The smeet was very giddy and energetic. Of course, the robot wasn't suspicious at all, until after pulling the muffins out of the oven and going in to tell his master that after a few minutes their dinner would be cool enough to eat. He only took two steps into the living room when he heard a crinkle under his leg. The robot looked down to see what looked like some colorful plastic wrapping.

Immediately, Gir went into a full out sprint for his room. He opened the door and screamed. It was a mess! Bags of gummy bears were everywhere! Some were empty, some were half eaten, and some had the wrapper open but only a few gummy bears were missing. There were spilled gummy bears littered all over the floor! Some of them were partially eaten too because there were gummy bear heads and gummy bear bodies missing their heads and all sorts of gummy body parts! Gir gathered up whatever candy was left and pushed it back under the blankets. Then he shoved the whole thing into his closet. Hopefully he'll remember to think of a new hiding spot later.

"Mini Moose!" Gir cried out. The purple moose floated over. Zim, being a tiny smeet, was riding on Mini Moose, holding onto the antlers like handlebars.

"Hi Gir!" Zim grinned.

"I told you to watch him!" Gir said to the moose.

"Nya!"

"But he ate all my candy!"

"Nya. Nya nya!"

"Oh…okay…" Gir thought for a moment. Then he looked at Zim, who at the moment was trying to see how far out he could stick his wiry tongue.

"Master!"

"Yes?" The Irken slurped his tongue back into his mouth and smiled. Gir glared at him.

"Why did you eat all my candy?"

"I didn't eat ALL your candy." Zim rolled around until he was on his back, looking at Gir upside down with his head hanging over Mini Moose's face. Then the smeet giggled.

"But you went in my room and ruined my gummy bear stash!"

"Well, you were hiding them from me, and you know we give any candy or sugar we can find to the tallest."

"Give it back!" The robot yelled.

"You'll have to catch me first!" Zim got back into a sitting position and grabbed Mini Moose's antlers. "GO MINI MOOSE!" Then the two zoomed off. Gir growled in frustration and ran after them. Zim rode Mini Moose into the kitchen and jumped off into the toilet elevator. Then he flushed himself down. His SIR unit jumped into the trash can chute, hoping to catch him.

When Gir got to the bottom, he waited by the elevator, but the sugar high little alien didn't come out. Suddenly he heard a noise. Giggling. It echoed through the whole lab. The robot couldn't figure out exactly where it was coming from. He examined the whole area, checking under each table and chair and behind every tube and container, but the smeet had…vanished.

Then he heard a scurrying noise and the sound of something dropping to the floor making a loud clang. Gir turned to the source of the sound and saw a small metal tool on the ground. Zim was nearby. Gir jumped over there with his eyes glowing red. Zim was under the table. The little smeet squealed with laughter and ran away. The SIR unit was on his tail.

Zim knocked over a couple boxes, hoping to slow down his servant, and then dove underneath another table. Gir jumped over each obstacle and crouched down, but the smeet had hidden again. The robot activated his x ray vision and saw Zim hiding behind one of the tubes they used to keep test subjects in.

"NO FAIR!" The smeet yelled, feeling that Gir just cheated at their little game, and ran back to the elevator. He ignored Nick's happy greeting and pushed a button, and then was launched up to the living room. Gir ran over and used his jets to fly up after his master. When he got out of the trash can, he saw Zim sitting on Mini Moose's back again, and the two sped off. The SIR growled and used his own jets to chase after them. They flew over the couch and TV and into Gir's room and into the kitchen and back into the living room. Zim jumped off of Mini Moose's back once more and landed on the couch cushions.

"I AM ZIM!" He made a triumphant pose, and then he fell onto his back and onto the couch cushions. Gir stopped and watched for a while. The little smeet was asleep, sprawled out on his back with his limbs sticking out in a star shape. After running around high on sugar, he finally crashed.

The robot pouted, still upset about his candy, and went into his room to hide whatever gummy bears he still had left. When he was done, he came back and turned the TV on to watch cartoons. He was ten minutes into an episode of the Scary Monkey Show when he heard a little whimper. He turned back to see that the baby Irken had curled up into a ball. Was he cold? Did his squeedily spooch ache from eating too many gummy bears at once? But seeing his tiny master like that made all anger toward him leave the SIR unit at once and he went to get the dark red blanket that Zim was using earlier and draped it over the smeet. Then he sat on the couch, thankful that Zim was small enough to leave him a seat. The rest of the evening was uneventful, except for the occasional hiccup or other noise from Zim sleeping on the couch. Perhaps there would be something more exciting going on in the morning. Gir fell asleep on the couch too.

"What happened to you?" Gaz asked as Dib walked into the door. The boy's hair was ruffled and he was covered in scratches and bruises.

"The neighbors attacked me."

"Again?"

"Yeah. But Zim is up to something Gaz! He mentioned something about being turned into a smeet and now he's all tiny and he can hypnotize people with his…his…cuteness…" Dib forced out the last word, not wanting to consider his enemy cute or adorable at all.

"Whatever. There's some cold pizza on the table. You better get some before I finish it all." Gaz turned back to the TV. The boy went into the kitchen, ate a couple slices of pepperoni pizza, and then went upstairs to think of a plan.

Pikuro: I decided that as a special treat I would put up the next chapter early! YAY! And by the way, I ate gummy bears while typing this chapter. :3 Zim is so cute as a smeet, but don't tell him I said that because then he'll get mad. Instead REVIEW PLEASE! And I might be able to put up another chapter soon! And thank you for all the reviews you've given me already!