Chapter 5 - mute

The next day, Zim clung to his hand as it seemed to get worse.
“Gir, Ccome here were going to get that thing out of you even if it
destroys half the base!” Wheezed Zim while coughing up a nauseating
substance.

Laying Gir once again on his back, Zim opened the compartment and
pulled out some tweezers as he pulled his body back and tried to grip at the
object.

“Do you feel any different?” asked Zim as he continued to search for
the object.
Shaking his head, Gir glanced up as Zim dropped his tool and bean to
claw at his arm.

Sitting up, Gir watched as Zim backed away from him as Zim tried to
swallow the pain and resume his now important side mission.

“Gir, you think that thing could stay in you awhile longer?” pleaded
Zim as he backed away from Girs open body that was exposing the rays of
the object to his earlier wounds.
Nodding, Gir fixed himself up as Zim turned the corner and disappeared
out of his view.

Feeling something hitting him across the head, Gir looked up as his red
eyes disappeared and resumed their normal Blue.
Opening his mouth to speak, Gir struggled to talk as no noise bellowed
out.

“Squeak?” asked Minimoose who had been the one who had ran into Gir’s
head.
Panicking, Gir leapt off the table and ran towards the way Zim had gone
and began his search.

Locating a half dazed Zim sitting on the couch, Zim motioned for him to
talk as Gir tried to explain something wasn’t allowing him to talk.

Having no idea what Gir was saying, Zim blinked awkwardly as he
motioned for Mini moose to explain. Listing to Mini moose’s squeaks, Zim
opened his eyes as full as he could get them and began to stand but fell
dizzily to the floor.

Mouthing the words Master, Gir skidded towards Zim and poked him while
he began to notice the slightly bigger wound in his hand that was
practically glowing.

Wrapping up Zim’s fatal wound, Gir scooped up Zims wig and contacts
from Mini moose and began to disguise his master.

Fitting back the urge to lie down, Gir turned the corner and pulled a
Bright red wagon alongside him as Mini moose floated beside him.
Pulling the wagon hastily beside Zim, Gir signaled for Mini moose to
help him Lift Zim and throw him into the wagon.

Deciding that it would be best to bring Zim to the hospital that he had
heard the computer mention, Gir began to imitate Zims earlier action as
he too fell to the floor.
Rolling his eyes, Mini moose floated down towards Gir and began to poke
him in attempt to wake him up.

Jolting to a sitting position, Gir Once again triggered his duty mode
and saluted as Mini moose reminded him about the injured Zim.

Grabbing at the handle and tugging hastily, Gir Busted through the door
and headed towards this so called hospital with the shaking half dead
Zim behind him.


Looking around, Gir tried his best to figure out where the hospital was
as he took several Turns and fell a couple of times, due to his own
account unless you count the squirrel who seeking revenue by Pushing Gir
against the pavement.


Walking past Dib’s house, Gir continued his journey but realized he
must have left Zim behind when he was having one of his undesired blackout
moments.

Running back, Gir picked up the wagons handle and finished his walk
with only a couple a trips and a bunch of confusion.
Finally locating the hospital, Gir scurried through the glass door as
pieces of the shattered glass landed on top of Zim.

Noticing all the people running towards him and putting their hands on
the disguised Zim, Gir slumped back as the need to lie back began to
kick in.

As the nurses ignored Gir and hurried the awful looking Zim into the
emergency room, none of them thought it was weird that a Green Dog had
just happened to drag a kid with an oblivious skin condition in at
exactly the right time.

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