(A.N. Sorry that these chapters are so short, I've just have a low imagination for this story, I have no idea why! I had a plan and everything but then I forgot… oh well! I'll keep the chapter coming! REVIEW! :D)
Zim P.O.V.
After two weeks of having to deal with this 'Dib' kid and his evil hot sister, I couldn't wait for the new Sir Unit to arrive so I decided to take matters in my own hands.
I took the tracking device that I had created to find Gir and went in the direction that the little red dot on the screen said that Gir was located at.
I stopped at the membrane house hold. "Oh no." I groaned. But it had to be done. I walked to the side of the house and started to climb up the wall until I the tracker started to beep.
I slid the window open and closed it behind me. The room was dark, I could barely see anything. I pulled out a flashlight from my Pak and something in the corner of the room caught my eye.
I reached out for it and in my hand, I had Gir's leg.
The door knob started to rattle; I looked around desperate to find a place to hide. I jumped into the closet and left it open a little so that I could see who's room this was.
The door was slammed open and shut. I saw a figure sit on the bed. It sat down and let its head fall into its hands. It began to weep, then I noticed the Purple hair, the skull necklace. This was Gaz. I looked at Gir's leg that was in my hands and then at the sobbing teenager, I backed away from the door and bumped into the wall. Something from the top shelf fell into my lap. I grabbed it and then out of instinct threw it to the other side of the closet when I saw what it was along with Gir's leg.
It was Gir's decapitated head. It landed with a thud and the crying in the other side of the door stopped. "Who's there?" I heard Gaz say, sniffling.
I backed away as far as I could into the dark closet, trying to hide from the wrath of Gaz. I've had more than enough beating from her sense I got here.
"Show yourself coward!" she yelled. When I didn't respond she growled. "Security!"
My eyes widened as the closet door was flung open and a whole bunch of stuffed animals walked in grabbing my wrists and torso and legs pulling me out of the closet.
"Let go of Zim now!" I yelled.
"Zim? Zim! What are you doing here?" Gaz asked, completely furious.