Halloweenies Massicar 05: 'Homemade' Waffles

Halloweenies Massicare 05:

‘Homemade’ Waffles

“Officer, thank God!” Zim said. Gaz looked up at the officer with tears streaming down her face.

“O-Officer?” she said sniffing and coughing.

“Over here, guys!” The officer said and ran to Gaz and Zim. “It’s okay whoever did all this is gone, now. It’s okay, we’ll get you out of here.” Zim and Gaz got up, Zim holding her close. “Go out that way, Adam will take you two to the station.”

“Thank you officer.” Zim said walking out with Gaz smirking. “Nice acting.” Zim whispered into Gaz’s hair.

“Oh we aren’t done yet. We still have a lot more shit to pull off.” Gaz whispered as they got in the back of the cop car.

                Adam drove them both down to the police station. He tried to make small talk, oh God knows he tried to make the car ride less awkward. Zim shot down anything he had to say. Adam was around twenty something or so, and it was really strange, because Adam looked somewhat similar to Dib. Big head and glasses. Jet black hair, hell even had same nose type.

                Gaz started to think, what if THEY got caught? What would happen if she got arrested in a PARELLE universe? She remembered Johnny saying the cops where stupid, but this one, seemed smart. One person can change everyone’s mind. Gaz doesn’t underestimate stupidity. You can get stupid people to do whatever you want with just a few little words. The blood that got on Zim’s clothes sure would give something, if anything, away. Not to mention this ‘Adam’ did look a lot like her brother. Even though she would never say it out loud, she hoped he wasn’t as smart as her brother.

                Zim held Gaz trying so hard to fight the smirk from his face. He trusted Johnny enough to believe when Johnny called the cops stupid, they were stupid. End of story. So he had nothing to worry about. Yeah, he had SOME blood on his clothes, but he could always say he went out to see if it was over and got splattered from the gore show that was going on.

                The only thing he truly cared about was the thoughts going on in Gaz’s head. He wondered if she thought of him. He wondered if she replayed there kiss over and over, because God knows he did. Her lips were soft and smooth. He wanted to journey the inside of her mouth. He had to resist licking his lips at the thought of that.

                When they got to the police station they were lead to separate rooms. Zim some place to clean up and Gaz an integration room. Zim didn’t want to leave her, but knew with a task on hand she would be all right. She could pull anything off. Gaz didn’t want leave Zim, for some strange reason she felt, weird, without him. She thought back to the kiss. She liked it, she loved. Her cheeks got red with the thought of it. So she quickly dropped the thought.

“Okay, so we are just going to ask you a few questions, okay?” Some officer told her. Gaz nodded once.

“But I don’t see how I will be much help.”

“Did you see the killer?” Okay big shot, just start with the questions, asshole.

“No, my boyfriend took me into the washroom as soon as he saw someone get killed. He told me to hide in the stall and that everything will be okay.” Gaz said in the most petty and pathetic girly voice. It was easy to call Zim her boyfriend, it was like she said it all the time.

“I see. Did your boyfriend-?”

“Jay.”

“Jay? Did your boyfriend leave you at all?”

“Yes at one point, he said he was going to check things out. See if the killer was gone.”

“Did he catch a glimpse of the killer?”

“I don’t know, we remained quite for about an hour hoping the killer wouldn’t come inside the washroom.”

“Okay.” The officer walked out of the room.

“Anything?” Adam asked.

“Nope, nothing. She says she and her boyfriend, Jay, hid in the bathroom.”

“Hm, we better get that Jay guy in there.”

“Yeah, but we’ll do that once he is done. So far the girl comes out clean. Did you dig up anything on the girl?”

“Nope. We don’t even know her name.”

“But we know his. Search for anything on this ‘Jay’ guy.”

                Dib hurried down the stairs after Zei. He followed her past the people and into the kitchen.

“Zei? What on Earth are you doing?” Zei opened the freezer and pulled out a box with a waffle on it.

“Making GIR waffles. See, every time he comes over I make him some of my ‘homemade’ waffles.” Zei said as he pulled out two waffles and put them in the toaster. Dib leaned against the counter wondering what he should do with Zei. Ask her about the weapons or just not bring it up at all. Let her tell him in her own time. If she even wanted to tell him. Dib sighed and saw Zei on her tippy toes trying to reach a dish. Dib smirked as he walked over and grabbed a plate down for her.

“Here.” His smirk seem to get bigger.

“Thanks.” Dib caught a slight blush on Zei’s face as she turned. She placed the plate on the counter and opened the fridge. She pulled out a tub of butter and reached for the syrup on top of the fridge. Dib let out a short laugh while smirking. As he went over to get it for her, someone else beat him to it.

“Hey Zei. Haven’t seen you all night.” A boy about an inch shorter than Dib said, putting the syrup on top of the tub of butter.

“Thanks Adam.” Adam had jet black hair, like Dibs’, it was jagged, the sides and back of his head, were shaved. He had red eyes, wore a red hoodie, and jeans. Adam smirked.

“So Zei, who’s the dork.” Dib grinded his teeth.

“He isn’t a dork, Adam. He is actually a really cool dude.” Zei said rolling her eyes.

“Well, okay, if Zei’s cool with you, I’m cool with you. What’s your name anyway?”

“Dib.” Dib said trying to hide the anger in his voice. He didn’t know why he was so mad at Adam. He just was. He couldn’t explain it, he thought it was ridiculous for him to be so mad at someone he just meet. Zei hopped up on the counter. Zei smiled at Dib. Poof. Just like that, the anger left. Dib smiled back.

“Dib likes Mysterious Mysteries of Strange Mysteries, too.”

“You might have found the only other person on this planet that also likes that show.” Adam said and rolled his eyes. “I can’t believe you guys like that stupid show.” Zei laughed.

“I can’t believe you like Pretty Pretty Pegasus.” Dib laughed along with her. Adam turned red.

“That was one time Zei! Let it go!” Zei laughed harder.

“Yeah right! Tell that to your Pegasus collectables.” This also caused Dib to laugh harder.

“Collectables?” Dib chocked out.

“There my sisters!” Adam said trying to defend himself. Zei’s laughing quit all of a sudden.

“It’s okay Adam, I’m just teasing you. You know me I tease you because I love you.” Dibs laughing stopped abruptly at that moment. He felt sad and angry, without any logical reason HE could find.

“I know, I know.” Adam said with a smirk frown thing. Zei hopped of the counter and gave Adam a hug. Adam hugged back and he whispered something to Zei.

“Shut up! Good for you! I’m so proud of you.” Zei hugged Adam tighter.

“All thanks go to you.” Adam kissed Zei on the check. Dib wanted to punch the guy into the next century. Head over heels Dibby boy had no idea that Adam was Zei’s best friend and he finally got accepted into Bluescale University. Bluescale was an art college that got today’s famous artist where they are. Adam had the stuff to be the next big thing. You had to be the BEST student in any and all classes. Adam wasn't and Zei was the one that tutored him and pushed him to get him there. Sure, they tried to be a thing, but weren’t ready, Adam still lied Zei, so they said if all else failed for them both, they’d give it another chance.

“Adam!” Some woman yelled. Zei and Adam broke the hug.

“I have to go. I take off early tomorrow.”

“I’m going to miss you.” Zei rapped her arms around his neck. He waffles popped up from the toaster and Adam smiled.

“I’m going to miss you too. I promise to call you every day.”

“You better.” Zei let go of him. “Bye Ads.”

“Bye Zei.” Adam walked towards Dib and held out his hand, regretfully, Dib took it and shook his hand. “Sorry, I only now just meet you, you seem like a cool dude.” Adam started to walk past Dib, but stopped and whispered in his ear. “Although I have a feeling I will learn enough about you by the end of next month. Protect Zei for me, okay?” Dib nodded. “Good. Oh and do anything to hurt her and I will hunt you down and murder you slowly.” Adam said aloud, Dib and Zei blushed.

“Uh I think you-.” Dib stopped with a cherry red face.

“Adam,. . .”  Zei threatened.

“I’m gone.” Adam left. Dib looked at Zei once the redness left. She smiled and turned a pink.

“I’m going to get GIR’s waffles ready before he wakes up.” Zei hurried to the toaster and started putting everything together. Dib smirked.

                He found out the reason he wanted to punch Adam into the next century. It was ridiculous, but it WAS the only logical explanation. Besides, he didn't want to think it was anything else, he was okay, hell more than okay with it. The only thing he could think was:

                Maybe. 

Halloweenies Mssicare 05:

‘Homemade’ Waffles

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