Still don't own iz, aw booo
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Gaz set aside her pen—the poor lid was a chewed up mess from the many times Gaz had torn it off with her teeth— and stepped back from her wall, her pc controller still clutched in her right hand. The list had grown so long that she had to post papers from her notebooks to even keep track of it all. She gave a hefty sigh and examined the final name she had crossed off, a subpar pc game called Zytron II. She scanned the wall with her lidded eyes and saw the marks were eerily in likeness to a prison cell tally.
Gaz has finished all console, pc and handheld early on, yes. But she felt an itch to complete every game in existence, including the boring business games, the arcade games, mobile games. A part of her was scared she wouldn't know what to do with herself once she finished only 3,000 games, so she went and finished all 43,000 of them.
Now… now she felt empty. She felt so old from the countless hours spent dedicating herself, completely winded that her thumbs had gone through cramp after cramp, her wrists still aching from Zytron ll.
What would she do now that she finished every game in existence? She felt so drained from playing everything.
She just felt so tired.
"It's finished." She began solemnly, "I've defeated every game ever made. There are no more games." She felt herself lull as she stood. The world around her seemed to dim, and she felt herself disconnect from her body. There was nothing to look forward to. There was no reason to get up in the morning and check off a game from a list. There was no point in tuning out Dib if there was nothing to distract herself while he talked.
Perhaps, she thought, perhaps...
"There is no reason to li—"
Suddenly, a sweeping purple metallic arm lifted Gaz off the carpet. She hadn't even heard Zim's ship coming in through her wall. She felt so disoriented, a ringing resonated in her ears from the loud destruction of her room.
"Huh?" She said, as her hearing came to, "Oh, Zim. Didn't see you there. I don't want to talk to you right now."
"YOU DARE DEFY THE UNDEFIABLE ZIM?"
Geez, any louder and the ringing will come back in my ears…
"Pfff, I guess so." She retorted.
Of course her remark had angered Zim, and she found herself promptly strapped to a "Brain Wrencher", as she heard him say. But Gaz's dissociative state threw off the machine, and it failed to obtain any information.
"Bleh, I don't really feel like having my brain wrenched today." She said, empty and monotone.
Zim was utterly baffled. He never recalled his machines failing just because his victims didn't feel like it. That wasn't how they were supposed to work! He wondered, what was it about this girl, that she could reject his AMAZING SUPERIOR technology?
"Oh!
Oh, well….
That's not good." He said.
An awkward silence fell between the two. Zim began to look around her room, and felt a bit disturbed when he fell upon her many tally marks on the wall. What was this human even capable of?
He decided to just release her and find another way to carry on his plan, and began to press the code to retract the Wrencher. From the corner of his eyes, he saw her look thoughtfully at the weird human game-y controller as she brought it up to her chest.
"Tell you what, though, Zim… I'll make a deal with you. They have games on other planets right?" She said.
Zim furrowed his brows and he snapped his head to face her. Now she was demanding a deal of sorts? How dare she demand something from the amazing Zim!
"How dare you demand something from the amazing Zim! You should feel lucky I was even considering letting you go!" Zim shouted.
"Don't YELL SO LOUD! I'm right here, geez." Gaz gave a frustrated sigh and continued, "look, I'll tell you what Dib is scared of if you can get me to some alien arcade."
"But how will we communicate if you are preoccupied?" Zim asked.
"uh, well I can multitask pretty well. I once did an 8-player Super Smash Sisters tournament with myself. I think the extra arms I made enabled me to have some heightened sense of my surroundings or whatever." Gaz shrugged her shoulders in dismissal.
Zim looked off to the corner of the room, and rubbed his chin in thoughtfulness, "Well then, We'll need some tools of transmission to keep in touch!"
Zim began punching in the code to release Gaz from the wrencher, and she began to also think on the agreement.
"Maybe we can have those wrist communicators I see in the movies all the time. I think that can wo—"
"SILENCE! I can't focus with you opening your soft fleshy flaps! Wait until I'm done." Ugh, Humans, He mentally eye rolled.
Gaz gave a growl but remained quiet. She felt the wrencher let go with a pop and the arm set her down on her feet.
"Wait a second!" Zim snapped his fingers, "I have an idea! what if we used those wrist communicators you humans love so much?"
Gaz enlarged one eye at zim, drilling them into his skull with hate. She literally just said that.
Gaz began to make her way to his spaceship and said bitterly, "Sure. Now let's go."
Zim blocked her entrance and cried, "Do not come any further hyoooman! What do you think you're doing setting your slimy germs on Zim's ship?"
Gaz's patience was growing very thin. She gritted her teeth and grabbed Zim's collar, pulling him off the ship to meet her now opened eyes.
"Stop being an idiot and let me into your stupid ship so I can go to the stupid planet to play the games in peace! I am seriously this close to calling off our stupid deal Zim!" She growled
Zim began to sweat. Her brown eyes were so… huge! and if he were capable of cowering, he would say he was downright terrified of how her irises were able to pierce through his contacts. Adrenaline pumped through him, and instinctively he brought his pak-legs out to push himself from her cold grip, both of their expression equally angered.
"FINE! I'll allow you to go inside my ship. But. Don't. EVER touch me like that again, Gus. Or there will be consequences!" Zim's voice began to rise and quiver in pitch as he clenched his fists," Oh such consequences there will be!"
The two jumped into the ship, and began to make their way out of the atmosphere. Neither said a word on the way over to their destination. Gaz stared out the window at the passing planets in mild interest. Zim preoccupied himself by designing the communication devices.
Gir after a significant amount of time, began to grunt, his voice growing more strained. He finally shouted, "I can't take this no more! URGHH the tension between you two! So high! My enchiladas are going to explode!"
Zim and Gaz gave each other a heated glance over GIR's screaming. Zim shifted from his work to sit up straight, and cleared his throat,
"Well, we are close to our destination, I believe we should disclose some information before I drop you off."
Zim waited for a response. Nothing was heard except the whirring of the ship and Gir's continued groans. A cheesy substance began to ooze from the top of his head.
He continued,"The planet we will go to is Arcadikon, the most popular gaming planet now seized under the Irken Armada. Normally it would take a whole Yloop to even afford the expensive prices, but I programed your watch to trick the Yleep scanners into thinking you payed them full price. This will allow you free access to all games. You should be thankful I'm doing this at all, Gus!"
Gaz still said nothing, her eyes barely open to meet Zim's red orbs.
"Hey look! We're here, Hhhaa!" Gir called out, and pressed his face against the window in awe.
Zim and Gaz looked out the window along with Gir, surprised they hadn't noticed their landing. Gaz's eyes enlarged and shone so brightly, reflecting the buildings and strange lights from all the game cabinets. Everything looked so… strange and beautiful. Games she would experience that no other human could play! She had a renewed sense of purpose at last, and her passion to play made her restless. She fell back on her seat and began to leave the ship.
Zim caught what she was doing out of the corner of his eye and he gripped her wrist, saying, "Hey! You need the watch from me, remember? But before I give it to you, tell me what is Dib's greatest fear, what makes him stay up at night?" Zim held the watch, taunting her. Gaz's lips went thin in impatience, her hands moved faster than her brain could think, and she hurled her pc controller she was still holding in one hand at Zim's gut. He let go of the watch and Gaz in surprise and received the controller in reflex. Zim looked at it in confusion, this held the answer to Dib's fear? How? He opened his mouth to question the Purple haired girl, but she was already out the door.
She shouted from a distance, "Okay Zim I'm off to play now so don't ever talk to me again!"
Gir waved in response, gayley sticking his tongue out of his mouth. Zim gave a look of confusion and annoyance, but shook his head and began to lead the ship back to earth.
"Aw, I hope Purple-guy has fun and makes lotsa friens!" Gir sang.
Zim gave a frustrated sigh and said, "What a strange human. Let's hope she's of any use, Gir."
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WOW THIS ONE WAS LONG. I just? I got so excited that Zim and Gaz finally interact. lemme tell ya'll right now this issue is one of my favorites and I really wanted to explore Zim and Gaz's early chemistry and kinda add onto it.
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