The Return of Zim
(Part 3)
(Zim's P.O.V.)
"Zim!" Devon yells and reaches out and catches Gir. I stare at him, salty water making my cheeks burn as they stream down. I growl and whip around, wrenching the door open with a snarl. I cant let him see me cry. Stamping through the house, I shove the door to the bathroom open.
"What s wrong with me?!" I scream as my cheeks burn from the water expoure. I ignore the pain, and rip off my shirt, using it to gently dab the now black-blood-bleeding wound on my head. I grip the counter and stare at myself in the reflective glass, standing there until my back aches. Eventually, I sink to my knees and clench my fists into my head.
I dont know how long I knelt there, but I think t had to hhave been at least 10 earth minutes. It was another five before the burning stopped and the water dried. And several more before I could stand and walk from the room. Immediatley, I heard a small beeping sound, then the official Irken command sound. I freeze dead in my tracks, and I hear Gir ask, "Dib-Worm! Have you seen Zim?" I blink, and start to slowly walk back to the room, seeing Gir run around in circles.
"G-Gir?" I whisper out. The small robot turns and squeels, rust covering his body, dents lining his structure.
"Master!!" He screams out, attacking me in a hug. I fall to my knees, stunned as he wraps his tiny arms around my waist.
"Gir... Gir, Im... Im so sorry..." I hug him back, watching him snuggle closer, practically rolling into a ball in my arms.
"Its ok, Master. Dib-Worm made everything ok. We can take over the world again!" I laugh brokenly, and turn towards Devon, seeing him watch us. I had forgotten he was a small genius, even if for a limited amount of time. He smiles at me, and nods as I mouth, "Thank You."
This is something neither of us will forget.
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The Return of Zim
FanfictionIrk has perished. Zim has fled, back to Earth, back to the squishy-skinned being he once called an enemy. But what happens when Dib, or Devon, has just as many secrets as Zim? Just as bad a past? Just an unstable of a future? And what happens when t...
