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Chapter 8

…Initiate action alpha_ _485_P.I.G.G.I.E.S.

Retrieving stored memory data…

Checking fuel/tuna quantity…

Auto inside repair initiated…

ERROR: 189839

…powering up…

"Ooh…" Gir sat up and looked around. His robotic mind slowly processed the recent events. Now he remembered. The big headed Dib came and attacked them. It was all crazy! They should've just played laser tag or made biscuits instead. But at least he was awake now and…MINI MOOSE!

The robot shrieked and ran over to the little moose, who had one antler broken off and was on the floor, unconscious.

"Oh no! Please! Wake up moose!" Gir squeezed one of the nubs. Suddenly Mini Moose's eyes glowed red and he came back to life.

"Nya…" It squeaked weakly. Instead of floating, the moose was stuck on the floor. Trying to get up was difficult because the missing antler gave him poor balance. Gir picked up Mini Moose and looked around.

"Little Master can help me fix you…" He mumbled. But when he looked around the room, his master wasn't there. "Little master?" He called out. "Where did you go? I miss you!" He ran around, keeping a tight grip on Mini Moose, and searched the whole base. Zim wasn't down in the lab. He wasn't in the kitchen. And he wasn't in Gir's room (which was kind of a good thing because Gir wanted all of his remaining gummy bears to stay safe). The SIR began to panic. Dib was here a while ago. Maybe he knew where his little master was.

"You stay here, Moose." Gir placed his companion on the couch. "I'll be back with master, okay?"

"Nya…" The little moose said. It sounded like the moan of a sick animal. But there was no time to fix Mini Moose right now. Gir had to make sure his master was safe. The robot put on his doggy disguise and ran out the door. Even though it was raining, he had to find Zim. His first stop was Dib's house.

Gaz sighed when there was a knock on the door. She went over, opened it, and looked down at the wet green dog in front of her.

"Oh, it's you." She said. Underneath the costume, Gir's eyes turned red.

"Your older sibling has recently invaded our home and interacted with my master!" He narrowed his eyes. "I demand that you tell me his location!"

"He escaped and ran out the door. He was getting really annoying anyway. I think he went in that direction. Now go away. It's late and it's raining." She mumbled.

"Thank you! I love you!" Gir's eyes went back to blue under the disguise and he went to give Gaz a hug.

"Hey! Stay away from me!" The girl gave him a shove back and slammed the door in his face. The robot shook it off and ran down the sidewalk.

He kept checking for any clues that could show him where his master was. Sadly, it was no use. He couldn't find the young smeet. He checked by MacMeaties, the park with the big owl statue, Krazy Taco, Bloaty's, the library, and in Keef's backyard. But no matter where he looked, he couldn't find his master. Then he had an idea. He ran home and burst through the door.

"Hi moose!" He smiled at Mini Moose, who seemed to be falling asleep on the couch. Then he ran over to his room. He pulled a chocolate cupcake out of his head and ate it. When he was done he grabbed a small little chip, which was a dark forest green with yellow stripes, and put it in his head.

Guidance Chip Activated.

Input command: search…

Great! It still worked! Even after he tried to use it for volleyball practice! Alright…wait. What was he trying to find again. Oh yeah! His master!

Command received. Searching for: Zim.

Searching…

Gir's eyes went wide as the chip went off to give him a full view of the city. Then it zoomed in to the area next to an old abandoned building.

"That must be where he went!" Gir exclaimed. He went back outside and used his jets to get there as quickly as possible. When he arrived at the location, he looked the place up and down. It was a very old house. It had a bunch of broken windows and dark blue paint chipping off the walls. It also had a tall wooden fence around it. Next to it was a dark alley that separated the abandoned place from the dark red house on its left. Gir went over and looked around.

"Master? Master where are you?" He called. No answer. The robot took a few steps forward, calling out again and again. He heard a small whimper and turned around. There was something curled up inside of a small cardboard box. The SIR bent down and gasped. It was Zim!

"I found you!" He cried out happily and reached in to pick up Zim. But the smeet was unresponsive. The Irken was curled into a ball on his side. He didn't look too good. He was a bit pale and he seemed to be in pain. "Master? Wake up!" He shook the alien, but his leader didn't budge. "Master wake up! Please!" Gir was scared. He pulled Zim out of the box. The rain was still falling, and when some of it hit Zim the smeet cried out and wiggled around a bit. Okay, he was still alive, but the rain wasn't good. Gir looked up at the rain. He felt fine being in his doggy disguise. AHA! Of course! He put his master down and took of the costume. Then he grabbed Zim, who flinched at being picked up again, and put the smeet inside of the outfit. He pulled the hood over the smeet's head and smiled. That would protect him from the rain. Now to get home!

It was a quick trip back to the base as the robot stepped in. He was dripping with rain water from head to toe, but the bundle in his dog costume should have been nice and dry by now.

"We're back moose! I brought home little master too!" Gir took Zim out of the costume and placed the baby Irken on the couch. It curled into a ball again.

Mini Moose turned to the smeet.

"Nya!" It squeaked with concern. The robot went over to the couch and examined his master further. The smeet seemed to be breathing heavily. He looked pale and sick. This was not good. Gir grabbed the blanket, which managed to get stuffed under the couch, and wrapped it around Zim.

"Little Master? You okay Little Master?" The SIR lightly shook the smeet. The only answer he got was a shiver as the tiny Irken tried to burrow down deeper into the fluffy warm blanket. Gir ran over to the trash can elevator and jumped inside. When he got down to the lab, he ran over to the computer monitor.

"Henry! Little Master won't answer me!" He cried out to the AI.

"What?"

"I need your help Henry! Little Master! He doesn't look too good and he's sleeping! Please help Little Maser Henry!"

"My name isn't Henry."

"PLEASE HENRY!" The robot looked close to tears. "I need you…"

"Alright! Fine! I'll run a scan!" The computer exclaimed. Then he groaned and some beeping noises were made. "His body temperature is too low. You need to warm him up."

"How do I do that?" Gir tilted his head to the side.

"Ugh…just make him warm, I guess. Put him by some hot things or something."

"Okay. Thank you Henry!" Gir waved and ran back upstairs. Let's see…hot things…things that would make his master warm…well, fire is hot! But every time Gir lights a fire inside Zim usually gets mad. And the smoke fills the base and makes master even madder…

He felt the smeet shift around in his arms. Sadly Gir was a robot, so he didn't have any body heat; only cold metal. He needed to act fast.

"Mini Moose!" He cried out.

"Nya?" The moose squeaked.

"I need something to make Little Master warm!"

"Nya."

"Good idea!" The SIR ran into the kitchen, pulled out a mug, a kettle, milk, and hot chocolate mix, and filled the kettle with water. He kept the smeet cradled in one arm and worked with the other. He carefully filled the kettle with water and placed it on the stove. He turned the stove on high and grabbed the mug. He filled it with a good amount of cocoa powder and milk and placed it on the counter, waiting for the water to boil. Gir watched for some steam and listened for any kind of whistle from the pot. Nothing. He waited and waited. Still nothing. Suddenly he looked down. The smeet was shaking again. Gir couldn't take any more.

"I need the hot now!" His eyes went red. A flamethrower popped out of his head and a scorching blaze emitted from the nozzle, burning the tea kettle. Then he stopped, put the tool back in his cranium, and went over to the now black tea pot. It was whistling like mad…and smoking; not steaming.

"Yes!" He cheered and poured the hot water into the mug. Then after stirring it with a fork he carefully picked up the cup.

"Master, wake up! Little Master?" He said to the smeet. He brought the mug closer and Zim's antennae perked a bit.

"Mmm?" The Irken opened his eyes. Hey darted around, examining his surroundings and he looked up at Gir. He trembled a bit and grabbed onto the robot, remembering the day's earlier events. Gir smiled and tried to hug Zim, which was hard with both hands full. Then he took the mug and tried to hand it to Zim.

"Drink?"

The smeet tried to take the cup, but it was hard since he was wrapped up in blankets, tiny, and feeling sick and tired, so Gir had to help him a bit. After tilting the cup carefully the Irken was finally able to drink some of the cocoa. The mug was warm from holding the heated drink and after he finally swallowed some he started to get warmed up from the inside. After consuming about half of the hot chocolate, he stopped and pushed the mug back. Gir put it on the table and went into the living room with Zim.

"Nya?" Mini Moose looked up at the robot, who placed the Irken on the couch.

"Yeah." Gir nodded. Then he went and grabbed the pillow, that also slid under the couch, and put it under the alien's head. Zim was already curled back up on his side, falling back asleep. Mini Moose waddled along the couch and nestled in next to him. Almost as if it was a natural reflex, the smeet grabbed onto the moose like a teddy bear and went back into a deep slumber. Every now and then Gir could hear him make a slight hiccup, and he wasn't shivering anymore, so he must have been satisfied.

Gir sat down on the other end of the couch and sighed. At first having Little Master all tiny was a lot of fun, but every now and then things go wrong. This has been the worst thing they faced so far. What if Gir didn't find Zim? What would've happened then? The SIR was beginning to wish things were back to normal. Hopefully things would turn around in the morning. The SIR curled up and decided to recharge for the night.

"Good night Little Master. Good night Moose."

"Nya…" Mini Moose yawned.

"Good night Henry."

"My name isn't Henry!"

"SHH!"

The computer groaned and dimmed the lights, not bothering to say good night to Gir. Now the only sounds in the house were the rain hitting the window and the soft breathing of the three on the couch. Around 3 in the morning, there was a loud clap of thunder. Gir came back into consciousness and felt something move around on the couch. It curled up in front of him and gave a little whimper. The SIR looked down. It was just Zim. Maybe the storm spooked him. The little robot pulled more of the blanket on the smeet, who was already sleeping again, and went back to rest himself.

Thanks again for all your reviews, guys! :D Now, I'm going on a trip on the 23rd, and I might be gone for over 10 days! That means I may not be able to update for a while! :O So I want to get in another chapter for you guys before I leave (because I'll be packing and stuff.) So PLEASE REVIEW!

Yay! Smeet Zim has returned home! Mmm...I want some hot chocolate now. HENRY! Make me some!