Chapter 13 - relief

Running into a near by building, Zim pushed his way hastily in as the crowd of people in front of him tumbled over.

“Pitiful Humans, Zim needs your not so inferior secret on RELEASHING agonizing objects.

Glaring at the shouting kid holding a toddler in his hands, the older looking lady leaned over the counter and said, “Son, there’s no
yelling in a library”
“And To answer your question, I think your thinking of tweezers,” began the old lady while glaring angrily at Zim “Nonsense, Zim
can yell if he Wishes!” Yelled Zim while shaking a fist in a victorious gesture.

Feeling something lifting him off the ground, Zim glanced over his shoulders as two muscular men grabbed him from behind.
Grasping Gir tightly in his arms, Zim began to kick widely as he screamed his opinion and thoughts about the guards and building.

Throwing Zim and Gir Outside the building, the well-built men high fived each other as they walked back into the hostile library.
Pulling himself up and leaving Gir alone on the sidewalk, Zim ran up to the glass window as he banged on it demanding
 that they hand over their technology of removing hazardous objects.

 

Running up to the locked doors, Zim Peeled off the golden sign that hung loosely against the doorframe saying,
 No trespassing!
From the research he had learned, Zim still knew little about Li-brays, but he did know that they were
suppose to welcome EVERYBODY.

 

Throwing the sign against the window looking door, Zim grew pale as shatters of glass tumbled to the ground as an Ear pitching alarm rung out.
Not knowing what to Do, Zim scrabbled over to the partly awake Gir and Ran as far away
from the scene as he could get.

Ducking behind a tree, Zim swiftly ducked down as the siren of an unwanted police car
 turned in his direction. Blinking up at Zim, Gir followed Zims commands to stay low as Zim began to inform Gir about what had happened. Crawling on his belly, Zim pushed his way into another store with a fully awake Gir clinging to his back.

Straitening himself up, Zim Dodged into some unknown ail as he pretended to be interested in some hair products
that he
 had happened to jump in front of.

Getting odd stares, Zim hurried off into another aisle as the label clearly read Poop candy half price!Covering his mouth in disgust, Zim continued his walk down the aisle when a sudden bright red package caught his eye.Releasing his mouth, Zim gently picked up the package as he read out loud, Twizzlers.

Grinning, Zim grabbed Gir’s hand in a hurry as he dashed up to the checkout desk.
“Zim Demands that you Filthy human, Ring
 this up immediately!” Roared the demanding Zim as he threw the candy into the Woman’s face.

Pulling if off of her face, the Young teenager looked down at it and said, “So your in the mood to eat
twizzlers, huh?” “Nonsense, Zim
has no desire to eat it!” said Zim while placing his gloved hands against the desk.

“Then what do you want with it if your not going to eat it,” snorted the Teen. “You indeed are a stupid race aren’t you, Can’t you tell Zim is going to those Twi-zzers to remove stuff!”“Don’t you
 mean Tweezers?” asked the Confused Girl, “Twizzlers you eat and Tweezers you Pull stuff out with, like splinters”

Staring blankly at the girl, Zim began to open his mouth when the Girl quickly pointed across the store and said, “You’ll find
tweezers over in the pharmacy section over there.”

Growling, Zim headed towards the recommended direction as he barked at the girl, “Zim need no help”
Pulling himself and Gir on top of the desk, Zim Stamped his foot as he demanded their Full attention.

“Where is the earthly Twe-ezers?” Asked Zim rudely. Picking some random tweezers up, a man dressed in a white coat
 handed them to zim as he asked him kindly, “do you need any help.”

“Zim needs no help!” Whispered Zim while struggling to grip the tweezers in his hands.
Getting ready to walk away, Zim turned around when something grabbed his shoulder.
“Sir, you can’t leave with those, they are the Stores property!” said the man.

Grumbling, Zim jumped off of the desk as he Picked Gir up and headed towards the Seats near the Pharmacy desk.
Cutting a
whole in Girs toddler disguised head so only the tip of his head was showing, Zim glanced up as he looked
around for any wondering eyes.

Sticking his tongue out in concentration, Zim set the tweezers aside while he wound Girs clock up and began to plan on
what
he was going to do with the object once it was out.
Grasping the tweezers again, Zim began to struggle to hold them
as they began to slip out of his hands.

Grumbling, Zim had to keep bending down to pick up the ignoring device when
the previous man from before yelled, “Do you
need any help now”
Shouting No, Zim tried a couple of more times until
he finally gave in and straggled towards the desk.

Plopping Gir upon the desk, Zim threw the Tweezers into the mans chest as he yelled, “Recover the splinter from
inside my
brothers head now”
Not thinking that Zim’s request was odd, the man quickly gripped the tweezers properly
as he dung inside the Childs head.

“Wow, your brother really needs to clean its head!” gasped the man who was
 beginning to sound really dim-witted.


“What do you want me to remove, how about that clock to the side or maybe those paperclips or…”

“SILENCE!” Yelled Zim, “Remove only the odd spiral looking thing that burns when you touch it”
“Well I can’t find anything that burns, but I found something spiral!” Yelled the Man excitedly as he grasped the Object

and began to pull it out.
Falling back at the awful sight of the object, Zim shielded himself from the invisible toxic glow reflecting off of the object in front of him.
Turning around with the object still in contact with the tweezers, the man yelled something about a doggy bag as he
disappeared behind rows of medicine.
Recovering from the poisonous vapors of the object, Zim pulled himself up and hopped towards Gir as he quickly fixed Girs head.

Turning around, Zim glanced back as the man ran up to him gasping, “Here’s your doggy bag, and we hope to see you soon”
Grabbing the bag curiously, Zim peeked in but shut it tightly as the ray of the object seeped through the cracks of the sack.

Walking outside with Gir casually walking and occasionally skipping when his normal mode kicked in, Zim headed
 to his base
as thoughts raced threw his head.

Not noticing the skipping Gir underneath his feet, Zim tumbled over as the bag from his fell out of hands causing the
 spiral
object to crash out of the bag.

Scooting as far away as he could in such a hurry, Zim stopped as he
squinted his fake eye lenses at the object.
Where have I Seen that, Zim thought as he began to recall his previous day.

Slapping himself in the side of the head, Zim blinked angrily when he realized that Dib had been drawling
something that
resembled something of that structure in the Horrible Art room.

Lowering his eyes in hatred, Zim began
to think his previous thoughts over as be begun to realize Dib had indeed done harm to them.“Can we get a Suck monkey!” squealed the normal sounding Gir as he jumped over the harmful object.

“Gir, Get away from that Thing!” Shrieked Zim while Pulling Gir back towards him”
“We must hurry back to the base
 in order to transfer the better working clock into you and THEN Zim will deal with the Dib!” Snarled Zim.

“And a suck monkey, you promised!” Screamed Gir.“Zim made no Promises!” Snapped Zim, “oh alright, First Zim gets you
a suck monkey THEN we fix your clock and torture Dib”

“Kay lets go!” Squealed the happy Gir as he grabbed at Zim arm and began to pull.
 

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