Chapter 3: Oh the awkwardness!...
Gaz wandered around the seemingly endless corridors of the gargantuan palace the jerk had created for himself. She looked at the foolish paintings of him in battle against unknown monsters, and atop the roof, in glass art work, was Dib and Zim locked in battle, it looked however, that Zim had the upper hand... typical he would make it out so he looks to be winning... not an even fight. 'Maybe this is just a stupid game to him, that not only taking over the Earth, but keeping the sister of the only one that stood in his way to be a personal servant to him was revenge. Gaz thought to herself trying to think of any reason she would be placed in this position.
She walked carelessly through the halls whistling a tune she remembered her mother sing to her that was lodged in her memory from repetition and as a way of remembering her mother. There were more silly tributes to 'his greatness' she snorted to herself, one that caught her eye, in a glass, rectangular container, there was her ancient GS2... why!? Why had he kept this... as a sign to Dib she was truly dead maybe... she would never leave without it...or did he know she would see it and simply squirm with helpless anger against her master... when had he become this cruel?! Gaz's mind angrily screeched at her thoughts of hate seeing no other plausible explanation. She grumpily continued walking now stomping slightly with ever step the corridor was clear due to the current meeting they were all in about conduct of the soldiers... apparently Intel told Zim of the soldier's cruelty and he was enraged... not at them at her though she knew that... why would he care what happened to her, he hadn't before, they pry went overboard with some prisoners, which meant her stomping of frustration went unnoticed.
She had finished her stupid chores for the day and was allowed to venture only the right wing and the throne room, no more, he was quite clear in creepily stating punishment would be harsh for disobedience, so she decided to keep in good viewing... for now. She continued to make her way down until she saw a sign for a library... this looked like a good place enough to rest... maybe read some Irken cookbooks in case of that stupid punishment for something, or maybe study the Irken language to swear at the cocky jerk on occasions suiting it... that would surly lead to some punishment, but be a hell of a laugh at the face of the stunned jerk. she glanced to the right, and next to the wooden table with a clean cleared surface, was a stack of books next to a chair with ZIM carved in gold along the back of it. 'OH! just like him' Gaz scoffed at the thought.
She sat in his chair... not really caring if he would've cared or not, and looked through the books he had picked out for himself to study, most was sciences of the Earth, Rain pattern detection, but others caught her interest, talking to Women, how to sense affection... she blushed horribly at the next few, guides to kissing, erogenous zones, sex... there was a bookmark, The image on the saved page was something she almost passed over from from the heat of the blush, but there was a note "Not varying from Irken Reproduction." was all is stated. Zim's Handwriting... He's read this Gaz chocked on the thought.
She slammed the book shut looming blushing on her face, she threw it down, only to have it pop back open to that delightful bookmarked page without her noticing, as she continued through him pile she found an Irken Dictionary, obviously made by an Irken for other Irken's to Learn complex words in not only English, but it seemed every other language spoken to Earth and Visa Versa, The Book was not large however. she pushed a button that said on and a voice, rather raspy one at that, asked her what she'd like to know. She grinned, asking every curse and insulting word of the Irken Language. She noted she'd herd rather harsh curse words such as these from the guards. She tried to say a word she rather liked in any language when she felt a sudden gust of warm breath on her neck, she tensed.
"What are you doing in here." He asked, Voice was as obvious as it was annoying to Gaz, Zim, done with the meeting said down to her from behind HIS chair. "And more importantly in MY chair hmmm? did you not see the sign, this is my private library, no visitors,... oh and it seems you've gone through my personal assortment of... books." His face turned a darker green at the opened page of a rather naughty book he read only two days ago, she had obviously read it...
She noticed his attention go to the book that lay agape, DAMN!, she thought she'd closed it, he knows now, HE KNOWS! Gaz screamed in her head. There was a silent moment that was accompanied by the extreme blush on each of their faces.
"I-..." He was at a loss for words, as was Gaz apparently, as she bolted out of the room, he noticed now paler that a cadaver.
She sprinted as fast as she could manage, not really being an athlete, the 40 year incubation not exactly helping her physical abilities, had to stop for a breather, but not before mindlessly sprinting into prohibited areas by the one surly in pursuit, She was in the Left Wing of the palace where all the respected Irkens were feasting at the moment she barged into the room, panting heavily, disturbing their merry mood with confusion.
An Arm grabbed her arm then before a Below could be let out a knowing hand covered her mouth, Three fingered hand!, Blast Zim had grown fast.
"I must formally apologize for this rude outburst, my servant is new and will receive just punishment for her actions, I assure this will not happen again." He assured to the rich Irkens he lorded over that noded with some 'Mhmms' and continued their meals ,he truly only needing them for bets and companionship on Earth, also for trade to Irk and other conquered planets. She laughed under his hand at the thought of punishment from him. He pinched her arm in response to the rude laugh before pulling her harshly down the corridor back to his and her back to back chambers.
He pushed her to her bed roughly before closing the door behind him and locking it. "OW!" she said under her breath as the side of her forehead hit the headboard at the rough toss.
"What was that!?" He yelled "I don't know what you're talking about." she replied coolly, rubbing her head. "You snoop around in My personal library, then disobey me and disrupt a very important Feast I'd prepared for them...and the disrespect!" he said the last part not really fazing her. " I didn't know it was you're personal library... yes I saw the chair but I hadn't thought more of it!" she replied louder in volume "And Going through my personal book compilation, what was that." He exclaimed "Maybe if you didn't read books like that you wouldn't be as upset at the accident of reading them!" she countered. His face blanched a lighter shade of green at that one, not knowing how to counter with that one. "And another this why do you still have my Game Slave from all those years ago!?" she was mad know wanting to know.
Metallic arms shot from his pack binder her limbs to the wall. "YOU DARE QUESTION ZIM!." He hissed in her face. "YES I DARE! and you better release me now or you will enter a nightmare world unlike any another has been to!" She spat back at him. "Ugh..." he softly breathed. "I was preserving it for you if you'd still want it, you were so attached to it." He said, releasing her to the floor softly, retracting his arms into his pack.
"Oh, yes, well, thank you." She said now calm again. "Now as for your punishment." He smirked, grinning at her sudden appalled expression. "Punishment?!, for what?!" she cried a bit annoyed. "Oh for, running from your master, going to a forbidden zone, and the back sass you're so greatly known for." She scoffed at the stupid unfair reason. "I can see no better punishment than 24 Earth hours solitary confinement in your room." He glanced at her glaring form, she couldn't leave her room to the palace but his room was right there, always available passage. He stepped closer, backing her into the wall, he placed a hand on her shoulder the other on her face, she tried to protest the touch, but before more than a mere squeak could be uttered, he pressed his lips to hers softly, muffling her in a surprise kiss.
He pulled away about 8 seconds in before reality could return to the shocked girl, he turned on a heel and left to his own quarters, locking his door, the latches of the other door could be heard locking automatically.
He left her there, already confused, now shocked, with a tingling sensation on her lips.