Halloweenies Massicare 04: Getting Cleaned Up

Halloweenies Massicare 04:

 Getting Cleaned Up

                Some blonde was screaming, then it was over. Gaz heard screaming and then saw her head roll and stop at her feet. Everything was hazy. She remembered entering the club, she remembered the loud music, she remembered seeing the people grind against each other, she remembered seeing Johnny make the first move and stabbing someone in the heart; she remembered seeing Zim put one his robotic legs through some guy’s head, and she remembered seeing the life fade from some girls eyes; as she stabbed away. Gaz looked down at her clothes spotted with blood. She looked over at Zim he had a smug smile on his face and Johnny looked pleased with himself.

“Hey, Gaz. Anybody home?” Johnny said waving his hand in front of her face.

“What? Oh, yeah, I’m here.” Gaz replied. Her eyes still focused on the head at her feet.

                Zim noticed the difference in Gaz. He saw actual human emotion from her. It was shock, because Gaz never showed any emotion, besides anger. It was remorseful? Was that the emotion she was showing right now? What happened to the full manic laugh and smile while she killed all those people? For Zim that was a major turn on. This night was perfect and he is more than glad he brought Gaz along. She was proving herself more and more to Zim that she was completely, and utterly, perfect to him. “Little Gaz, what do we say we get cleaned up?”

Zim, stopping Gaz’s train of thought, looked at him. “Sure, Zim. What about you Johnny?”

“I’m good, I’ll take care of all this later.” Johnny said as he gestured at his clothes. Zim took Gaz by the waste and walked her towards the washroom. “Hurry though, even though the cops are stupid they will still check this place out, I’ll be outside.” Johnny left them. Gaz, still not focusing on anything except trying to remember everything, left Zim to guiding her to the right place. Zim made a left and entered the girl’s washroom. He would have let Gaz go in there alone if she wasn’t so off track. “Stay there.” Zim placed Gaz in front of a mirror, she looked at the blood on her dress and on her face. Something and a wash cloth came out of Zim’s Pak. He put the stuff on the cloth and started to wipe the blood away from Gaz’s clothes. Whatever Zim used got the stains out just by two daps on a bloody spot. He succeeded at getting the all the blood off of her clothes. “Gaz-human?” No response. “Little Gaz?”

“Huh?” Gaz finally said.

“There you are.” Zim smiled. “I don’t know if this might sting or not, sense it has only been used on my skin and not human skin, so stay with me for this okay?” Gaz nodded. Zim took Gaz’s right hand in his left gloved claw and put the cloth down gently on a bloody spot. Gaz clenched her teeth, because it hurt for a while. Zim started to dab at the bloody parts of her hand; once finished he went to the left hand. He saw that it hurt Gaz a little bit then saw her relax. He was surprised to see this wasn’t exactly acid to her skin. Gaz saw him do all this and how he did it all so gently trying not to hurt her made her wonder. Did Zim genuinely care? He’s an alien, he’s an Invader, and he shouldn’t care, let alone FEEL, for that matter. Even Gaz knew that. Hell, if everyone wasn’t so stupid, everyone could see that. Zim took her face in his left claw and started to clean her face. Her face was flawless. Clear pale skin, beautiful hazel eyes, perfect sized nose for her face, perfect thick eyelashes, perfect everything. She was the definition of perfect for Zim. To others her definition was creepy, scary, and cruel. Zim stared in her eyes for what seemed like a millennium to Gaz, then he finally did it. He finally kissed her. The moment was perfect. Everything was silent. The kiss was soft and gentle. The best part, Gaz kissed back. Zim pulled Gaz closer by the waste. Their eyes shut, Zim’s softly, Gaz’s tightly. Gaz hoping this was a dream and Zim hoping it wasn’t. As the kiss deepened, police sirens went off. Gaz hit the side of the sink expecting an alarm to be there, but all that was there was pain that shot through her hand and up her arm. She pulled away from Zim shaking her hand in pain. Damn, she must have hit that sink harder than she thought. The sirens where real, that kiss was real. Zim cursed under his breath, when he did the only thing that might end up saving both there asses. Apparently Gaz had the same idea. They both went into a stall and sat on the cold tiled floor. Zim held Gaz close to his chest and Gaz looked down.

                Dib opened his eyes to see a sleeping Zei resting on his shoulder. He looked over and saw a sleeping GIR on her lap. The TV screen was a solid blue. Dib moved slowly and gently. He put his left arm under both of Zei’s knees and the right behind her back supporting her. He picked her up, making sure GIR would not fall and laid her on the bed. He picked up GIR and put him beside her. He heard Zei’s soft slow breathing and saw her turn on her side and GIR cuddled into her. Dib smiled and turned off the TV. While he was doing so a saw a red diamond shaped button, out of curiosity he pressed it. A secret door opened and he enter. Dib was arguing in his mind. Part of it was saying ‘No, don’t do this, this is an invasion of privacy. Dib, you aren’t following anyone, you like Zei, so stop so you can keep her around’; the other half saying ‘Keep going. What if she’s hiding dead bodies or something in here? What if she’s a vampire or werewolf, or something?’ The deeper down the hall he went, the darker the hall got. He pulled out his iPhone and turned on the flash light. He noticed there wasn’t a text, call, or voicemail from Gaz. He started to worry a bit but kept going. Something made a noise and he turned around quickly, only then did he realize the wall was filled with alien looking weapons. He backed up, mouth open in shock, looking at all the weapons. He ran down the hall and out of the secret space. He hit the button and the door shut.

                He was panting. No. Was the only thing that went through his brain. He finally meets a smart, beautiful girl, and she is an alien? It was like Tak, all over again. He should have known it was too good to be true. He should have known. Suddenly he finally remembered the symbol on Zei’s necklace. She was Irken. She was an IRKEN. She was the same race of Zim. No, no, no! Dib can’t believe it and he won’t until he gets more proof. She might not even be an Invader. Yeah, yeah, probably isn’t even an Invader. She might just be- be. Dib sighed. Why couldn’t she just be. . . human?

                Dib looked at the sleeping girl. She was peaceful. Wait. Irken’s don’t sleep. While he was camping out at Zim’s, looking out for his latest plan to destroy Earth that way Dib could stop it before it began, Zim didn’t sleep at all, hell, he never looked tired at all. Come to think of it, out of all the times Dib camped out, Zim didn’t ever sleep.

                None of this added up. The symbol was definitely Irken, he had seen it many times in random places in Zim’s house, why he didn’t recognize it early was a mystery to Dib. But Irkens’ don’t sleep. Dib paced back and forth thinking. Her disguise was defiantly not a hologram because he picked her up.

                In the end, none of this added up.

Halloweenies Massicare 04:

Getting Cleaned Up

~End~