Zim P.O.V.
I woke up to the same screeching I heard in the building that we had crash landed in.
"Gir! Stop mimicking the earthling's cry! It's annoying to Zim!" I yelled at him getting up and walking to sit down on the driver's seat of the voot-cruiser, but my seat was occupied by Gir.
"Gir? What do you have in your hands?" I asked him, he was cuddling something in a blanket with his mechanical arms.
"Nothing." He dragged out the word.
"Nothing… or something…" I asked, glaring at him.
He looked at me and then at the little think in his arms and hopped out of the seat and to the back of the tiny voot-cruiser. He popped his head open and shoved the small thing inside.
"Gir! Give you master that thing!" I yelled at him chasing him around the small voot-cruiser. We were running circles around the driver's seat.
I came to a halt and Gir bumped into me, knocking us both over onto the ground. There was another squeal, this time coming from Gir's head.
"Gir! Give Zim the thing you shoved in your head and I shall promise you the moon." I bargained, standing up and dusting myself off.
Gir stood up and thought about it. "I like babies." He said his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth as he popped his head open.
Slowly as if to add suspense to the moment, he grabbed the thing that was in his head and pulled it out, handing it to me at arms reach.
I snatched it out of his hands and unwrapped the blanket to see that it was the Purple haired smeet. I let out a screech and dropped it. Just as it was about to hit the floor Gir grabbed it.
"Mastah! You aren't supposed to drop it, silly!" he said with a small laugh and cooed at the little baby.
"Gir! I told you to put it back on it's bed, not to bring it along!" I yelled at him/.
"But Masta! I like babies!" he yelled.
"I don't care! Now we can't return the little demon! We are already close to our destination! Why you little-" I started but then I smelled a horrible stench. "Oh, jezz! What is that smell?" I asked, my eyes starting to water.
Gir lifted the baby and inspected it. "It seems that it has made a dookie." He said and held the baby to me.
The baby glared at me and started to wail again. "Gir! Do whatever you have to do to make that horrible stench go away!" I ordered.
"Aww! I don't wanna!" he yelled and started to stomp his feet.
"Gir! Do as you are told!" I yelled at him.
"Okay!" he said with a smile and changed the smeets dirty diaper thingy.
"Now what? That hasn't made the stench go away, sure you succeeded in making the smeets noise tube shut down, but the horrible stench still lingers!" I told him getting really pissed.
"Now we throw it away!" he said, the dirty diaper thingy in hand, he pressed a button and the fixed window shield slid open letting in the powerful force that was the wind because of the velocity we were going at, clearing out the horrible stench that the dirty diaper thingy had left behind.
Gir threw the diaper out the window, and closed it again, not before we heard someone cry out. "EW!"
I let out a maniacal laugh at the torture of the useless earthling. Catching me by surprise, the purple haired baby laughed with me.
I stopped laughing and looked at her closely, she had really pretty eyes. I smiled at her, and picked her up from the ground. "Maybe you aren't so bad after all." I said.
"Mastah like babies too!" Gir yelled. "But this is mah baby Mastah!" he said ripping her out of my arms.
Something moved inside of me, like I wanted to rip Gir to pieces and burn them and watch the pieces slowly melt, but I regained control.
"Whatever, Gir. This puny earthling shall be used for science… SCIENCE!" I yelled, and ripping her out of his arms.
"No! Not my lil' Gaz-baby! I loveded you Gazy! I loveded you!" he yelled as he got to his knees and reached out for her dramatically.
I held the baby out of his reach. "Gir! We do not name the pets that will be killed later! You get too attached to them! That makes you weak, Gir! Weak, I tell you, weak!" I yelled.
"Oh, okay! What you gonna do with her?" he asked.
"I'm gonna-" I started, but was interrupted.
"What you gonna do with her?" Gir repeated.
"I'm gonna-" I tried again, but was interrupted by Gir… again.
I set down the little 'Gaz' on the driver's seat and walked to Gir, covering his mouth with my hand.
"I'm going to-" I tried to tell him but his muffled voice kept distracting me. "Ugh! I'm going to mix her DNA with some DNA of an Irken!" I said, but jumped back from the Sir Unit when he bit down on my now throbbing hand.
"Not to my Gazy you don't!" he yelled and grabbed the little 'Gazy' and before I knew it, there was a hole in the window shield where Gir had flown off with the baby.
"Gir! Come back here!" I ordered, but he ignored me as he flew off into the distance.
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