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Zim POV

"Why do you have to be so heavy Dib?" I said, my Pak legs couldn't hold him anymore, so I had to carry him, even though my base was a short walk away. My shoulder was bleeding like crazy now because of me having to force it, but it was nothing compared to what dib was feeling right now, he passed out from the damn pain for Irks sake!

I sighed when I finally stepped in my base, sighing in relief, but something seemed odd… it was way too quiet.

I quickened my pace and entered the elevator, my PAK legs pressing the button that sent us to the lab.

The elevator doors opened and I closed my eyes, hoping that nothing bad was going to happen, enough has happened for tonight.

I tried to ignore Girs screeching as I went in the opposite direction to set Dib on a metal table. "Computer! Tools!" I commanded and a tray full of tools popped up from the floor.

"Uh, Zim… I think you should see what Gir did." The computer said.

I rolled my eyes. "Computer, would you please clean up the mess Gir did this time, I'm kind of busy right now." I told him as I grabbed a tool to fix Dibs stomach while he was passed out.

"Uh, Zim, I'll handle that situation, you have a bigger one right now." The computer said.

"Fine, but Dib better have a good stomach by the time you are done." I growled and turned around.

Irk damn it, I thought my day was bad enough, but what I saw made me think that I would be going crazy sometime soon.

"GIR! WHAT DID YO DO?" I yelled at him, pulling at my antennas.

Gir was hugging a tube that had a floating female Irken inside; the tube was filled with some sort of gel like substance.

"I made Gazy lovable!" he screeched.

"Where is Gaz? And who is that?" I yelled at him pointing at the female Irken in the tube.

She looked oddly familiar, even though she was shorter than me, her presence screamed power, her antennas were a deep shade of Purple.

"Silly Mastah, this is Gaz." Gir said and laughed.

My eyes widened and my mouth dropped. "What did you say Gir?" I asked him, politely.

"This is my Gazy Wazy! I made her lovable for you mastah! So you could be together forever and ever and have lots of baby piggys!" he screeched.

"I'm gone for about one hour and you do this?" I yelled at him, but something inside of me warmed up at the thought of Gaz being Irken now, I shook my head to clear the thought out of my head.

"She's lovable now mastah! Don't you love her?" he asked.

I was about to ring his neck when an arm shot out of the wall and caught me before I could lay a finger on Gir. "Sir, Let me fix you shoulder." It said, reminding me of it and I winced in pain as it began to throb.

"Whatever. Gir! Did Gaz know about this?" I asked him as the computers arm tried to fix my shoulder.

"Nope! That means you'll be lovable too!" Gir said.

"Gir! Stop saying lovable so much! There is no such thing! I swear, Gaz will be living a nightmare if she ever wakes up from this!" I yelled at him.

A bell rang for a few seconds and made me jump.

"She's ready!" Gir screeched and kicked the tube, getting out of the way as it began to crack.

The gel like substance spilled from the cracks and landed on the ground, the glass couldn't hold the pressure of the gel and broke, sending the body to the ground but Gir jumped in to save her from hitting the shards of glass.

The female Irken slowly blinked her eyes open. "Uh… what's going on?" she asked.

"Why don't you ask Gir?" I told her, glaring in his direction. "This time, it wasn't my fault." I stated.

"How do you feel Gazy?" Gir asked.

"I feel fine, just a little light headed." She said.

"Good, I have another surprise for you Gazy!" Gir yelled.

"Please no Gir, I've had enough of your surprises, that thing you forced down my throat was terrible." She said.

"Well apparently you haven't looked at yourself." I told her.

She glared in my direction. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"You humans- oh wait, you're not a human anymore, my bad."

What are you talking about Zim?" she asked, I noticed that her green skin was starting to turn a bright red.

"Gir! Did you forget to give her a PAK?" I asked him.

"Nope! That was my surprise!" he yelled and ran to one of the counters grabbing a PAK that I had no idea was there and attaching it to Gaz's back.

Gaz screamed out in pain. "Get this thing off of me!" she yelled her hands trying to reach her back but it was futile, she couldn't reach the PAK.

"Done sir, your shoulder is all patched up." The computer said, the hand that has been at my shoulder retracted back into the wall.

I sighed in relief, but then looked at Gaz. She will no longer be able to bear tears, no longer be able to feel happiness… and if her PAK is not a defect like mine… she will never be able to fall in love.

'Yeah, Gir, you're right, she is lovable… but she will never love back.' I thought to myself.

(A/N: So Gaz is now Irken! How will she take the news (she doesn't know yet). Review!)