Hello again! I know, the last chapter was indeed short, but hey, this chapter will hopefully make up for it. It is not going to be exceptionally long, but probably like all the others. Zora Ozbourne is mine to do as I please, although the rest of 'IZ' isn't.
The morning went by swiftly, as Zim and the rest of the group enjoyed their time by Zora's pool at her house. Zora's home consisted of three bedrooms, three bathrooms, a large kitchen, three car garage, living room, dining room, TV/game room, and it's a two story house to top it off. In the back of the house displays a swimming pool with an indoor jacuzzi and a soft grassy patch area filled with a variety of flowers.
Gaz was the only one who ever set foot in Zora's home previously in the past. It seemed that Zora's mother was not fond of humans that much as well. The home was all prepaid for, and so were the power, water, and phone bills. The only thing that Zora would need some money for was for food and nothing else, although the pantry's and fridge were filled to the brim with foods and drinks.
Zim continued to stare in awe at the size of her home, while Dib was too busy enjoying a swim in the pool to even admire the view of the home. Gaz laid down in the shade of the parlor near the patio, not wanting the sun to touch her pale skin.
"Zora, how is it that your parents could afford such a place? This house is HUGE compared to Dib-stink's and Gaz-human's!"
Gaz glared at Zim all while petting Gir in his doggy outfit.
Zora giggled and replied eccentrically, "It wasn't that bad. My parents actually purchased this home, uhh.. twenty years ago. Yeah!"
She laughed nervously, making Zim raise a brow in question. Gaz immediately intervened the discussion.
"Her parents are high class, meaning they could afford anything that they wished, you big ape."
Zim took another look at the house, a small frown emerging on his countenance. "Twenty-years ago, you say? But this house is very old, as in it looks like it's been here longer than it should."
Zora adjusted her response. "They remodeled it when they bought it off the estate. It was a lot of work, but they fixed it to the point that they made mostly the interior to look brand new."
Zim wasn't convinced, but went along with her story anyways, something he hardly does with any living being.
"So, Zora.. from which parent did you inherit your powers from? Or was it both of them?" the Irken questioned the young witch.
Zora took ease with her reply, smiling like a child. "My mother, of course! She's very pretty. My dad always said that I looked just like her, and it's true! I have the same color hair and eyes as my mother, along with my nose, mouth, and some other assets." She giggled on the last part, seeing that it made Zim blush a bright tomato red. Dib popped his head out of the pool, bobbing towards her direction.
"What about your dad? What did you get from him?", the human boy asked with eagerness in his eyes.
Gaz didn't like that look Dib had. 'He's becoming nosy again...', she thought in aggravation.
Without a second thought, Gaz threw Gir towards Dib, ending with a loud 'clank'! A small fountain of blood started spewing out of Dib's forehead, where Gir painfully met in the blow. Gir landed in the pool and floated with ease, squealing like the 'child' he seemed to behave as.
"Wheeee! That was fun! Let's do that again, creepy girl!", the droid cried out, flailing it's arms around in enthusiasm.
Dib, however, wasn't happy. "What the hell, Gaz? I only asked Zora what traits she got from her dad! It's not like it's a secret that she's a witch! So what's the deal?", he shouted at his sister, who was content enough that the pool was slowly turning into a bright shade of red. 'Stupid Dib.', she thought menacingly.
"Actually, my mom says that I have the same skin tone as my dad.", Zora said thoughtfully.
"Like my vampire of a sister?", said Dib, glaring at his sister while dabbing his forehead with an icepack.
"Yeah, and that I act like him.. when I misbehave or act 'troublesome'."
Zim snorted out in a short laugh. "Well, that's something I would have to come in terms of agreement with your mother. You are troublesome, indeed."
Zora looked at Zim with a face of annoyance. "Look, if it's about last night, I told you already: I didn't do anything!"
The ex-invader sighed, rubbing his forehead in greater annoyance. 'I guess she still doesn't know the effect she has on me. Dimwit.'
Zora went back to her explanation, ignoring Zim's moping. "Anyways, yes. I am similar to my father in those aspects. My mother has way darker skin, like caramel color. My father is very handsome if you ever take a good look at him."
Zim looked up, his attention becoming more alert towards her. "Oh? How so?"
"He has 'vampire' pale skin, long black hair, crimson eyes, fairly muscular, slender, and very tall. But he is very scary and intimidating. The only people he doesn't seem to intimidate is me and my mother."
"Obviously. You guys are family. It'd be very strange if family members go about intimidating each other." Dib pointed out, the blood finally ceasing to spill out of his head, much to Gaz's disappointment. The pool, however, was left in a bloody state (Zora didn't seem to mind much).
"Interesting. How is it though, that we haven't met your parents yet?", Zim questioned her, hitting straight home.
Zora was speechless for quite a moment, unsure as to how to explain. Gaz, thankfully, stepped up to the plate and answered for her.
"They are off on a business trip. Her parents are very much like mine and Dib's dad, except they have to work longer hours away from home, so they are hardly ever home."
Zim raised a brow, his gaze not leaving Zora. "Oh? Then why couldn't she answer that herself?"
Gaz snapped, getting pissed at Zim's attitude. "She doesn't like talking about it, idiot! Can't you see she's uncomfortable with this? Why don't YOU do a favor Zim, and stop harrassing her with such intruding questions!"
Zora looked over at Gaz and smiled, "Thanks Gaz. But, it's alright. He was just curious, so it's quite natural that he asks something like that."
Zim's squeedly spooch just stopped for an abrupt second, and then felt it running again. A flush of shame came across his face for the first time, embarrassed that he bombarded her with such unwelcoming questions. "No. Gaz-human is correct. I do apologize for such neglect towards your feelings again."
A long silence fell among them, leaving both Gaz and Dib dumb-struck. Did Zim actually just apologized? They couldn't believe it. Zim actually said he was sorry to someone!
"Well, I might as well be Zim's slave for the day, hearing him say something like that!" Dib spat out, astounded by such a sight.
Zim turned to face him. "Speaking of which... Dib-stink! Fetch me one of them 'sodas'!"
Dib's jaw dropped and hit the cement. "What? I thought that whole slave thing was a joke!"
Zim smirked an evil smirk. "No, it was not a joke. Now, fetch me my soda, slave! Then you shall change Gir's restraint mechanism, under my watch."
Dib groaned, now regretting that he didn't keep his mouth shut. He pulled himself away from the bloody pool and went to fetch the tool box next to Gaz.
Gaz refrained herself from hitting him.. this time. He obtained the tool box successfully, and grabbed Gir out of the pool, ignoring the robot's complaints.
"Hey! I wasn't done yet! I was about to go in there next! I wish I brought Ducky with me!"
Zim smirked at the progress he's making. At least if he's not going to obtain world domination all at once, then at least take down one person at a time, starting with Dib.
Gaz got up and headed her way inside. "I'll be in one of the guest bedrooms, if anyone needs me. I'll order a pizza in the meantime as well."
She left with Dib, smacking him in the back of the head before turning the corner to go up the stairs.
As Zora and Zim were heading inside themselves, Zim pulled Zora in closely, whispering in her ear, "I would like a moment to speak with you after I'm done ordering Dib-stink around, if you don't mind."
Zora looked up, slightly suspicious of his favor.
He glanced down at her, assurance in his eyes. "Don't worry. I'm not going to pin you down again. I really just wish to talk."
Zora took a moment, searching his eyes for deception. He was speaking the truth. "Alright, but no funny business this time. I'll see you upstairs in the master bedroom when you're done."
He nodded, leaving her to go find Gaz in her guest room, while he went in the other guest room, awaiting Dib to arrive with Gir, and most importantly, his soda.