Who Knew A ZADF Story Chptr 17

Dib walked into school by himself on Monday morning. No sister; no best friend. Dib felt alone and sad. He felt as if everyone was looking at him; he felt as if every whisper was about him; that every laugh was turned to him. He felt that everyone knew what happened and was blaming him for it.
Dib walked into his classroom five minutes before the bell and sat in his seat. A girl with purple hair and braces, known as Gretchen, came up to him. "What's wrong, Dib?"
Dib looked into her eyes. He looked away as he spoke, "I did something horrible and I think I severed my friendship with Zim. He probably hates me now and I can't do anything about it!" Dib could take back the words that left his mouth; though he wished he could. He looked down at his desk as the tears came back; he tried hard to keep them from falling.
Gretchen then got suddenly angry. She looked at Dib and glared at Zim's seat.
"You hate me too now don't you?" Dib asked sadly.
"No! I can't believe is so rude! He didn't even give you a chance to explain what happened, did he?" Dib shook his head. "He is so rude!" Gretchen's voice was no longer throng through braces speech; but was clear and pretty, but very, very angry. Her eyes sparked something Dib was familiar with; Hatred. "I hate him! Why can't he show any compassion!?" Gretchen slammed her fist on Dibs desk. Dib, who had been watching her the entire time, now shrunk back from the sudden impact her fist gave his desk. She removed her fist and began to trudge back to her desk, muttering.
Dib looked at his punched desk to see a large dent and broken pieces.
As the teacher came in and began to teach, he couldn't help but notice that Zim wasn't there. He wasn't listening; he was thinking. Not about Zim or his desk; but about what he heard Gretchen mumble on her way back to her desk.
He could have sworn she had said, "But that's what you get. No compassion, love or sincerity. No emotion from the stupid, Irken soldier…"

Zim was in front of his mirror, checking out how he looked in his brother's clothes, and the contacts. 'I really DO look a lot like him… almost identical… as if we REALLY were related!' Zim began to take the pilot outfit back off. He took off his contacts and put them in their jar. He put on his own uniform and folded his brother's clothes and put them in their place. It is Tuesday morning; and Zim was just fixing to head off. He grabbed his year book and went upstairs to give orders to Gir. He was in the Kitchen when Gir came running with tears in his eyes and two perfect looking waffles on a plate in his hands.
"Master! Master! Please! Before you go, eat once more? Please just once more, of my food, then leave." He begged and Zim's eyes became moist.
Gir handed Zim the plate and Zim ate Whole Heartedly. He enjoyed every bit of the sweet moist waffles. "Thank you," Zim said to Gir when he was finished. He set the plate on the counter and picked up his beloved servant.
"Will Master Miss me?" Gir asked the Tears silently coming. He looked into Zims eyes.
"Yes, Gir. I'll miss you very much." Zim hugged Gir with a loving force that no invader should have. "I-I  l-l-love you, Gir," Zim told Gir. It was hard for Zim to say that, because it went against everything he knew. He didn't know how to explain the affection he held for his servo, though it was certainly strong. Gir had been there from the beginning of his mission and he will be there until the end. Zim wasn't sure Love was exactly the correct emotion he felt; he wasn't exactly sure if love felt like this, but that was the only word to describe it. He didn't love Gir the same as Gaz, Dib, his brother, The Tallest, or the Girls though. All the different people had different types of Love Zim held for them. Gir's was more of a pet or little brother.
"I Love you too Zim!" Gir snuggled into Zim's neck and cried his little eyes out. That was the first time Gir had said Zim instead of Master. "I Loves you so much, I don't wanna loose my Master! Please, please, please be careful!" Gir snuffed and let go of Zim. He reached inside of his head and grabbed the wig and contacts that made up the disguise. Instead of just giving them to Zim, he put the wig in perfect place and gently put the contacts in Zim's eyes.
Zim was surprised, but very happy. "Tell them I loves them; even though I don't know 'em!" Gir said happily. He jumped down from Zim's lap and brought him to the door.
"Now Gir, I'm leaving for the mission right after skool, so I'm not coming back when I leave. After skool, wait here until a week after to see if anyone comes by. Check on the house three times a week to make sure no one comes. If someone that isn't Gaz or Dib comes, capture them and put them in a cage like we did Nick. If Gaz comes, that is normal, so don't worry, but if Dib comes beware; he doesn't know what is going on. If he asks where I am say I left. Don't tell him where or why. Only that I left. After the first week is up, go to Gaz and Dib's house. They will take care of you. Don't forget these instructions and don't blow up anything or give us away while I'm gone. Ok?" Zim hugged Gir one last time.
"Ok. Bye Zimmeh!" Gir waved as Zim walked down the sidewalk.
Zim was thinking about how to say goodbye to Dib. "I know! I'll get everyone to sign his yearbook! Genius!" Zim walked happily on. Zim didn't pay attention to where he was going, but somehow he ended up in the backyard of Gaz and Dib's house. "Hmmm…" Zim pulled out the human cell phone Gaz and Dib talked him into buying and dialed Gaz's number.
She picked up on the second ring. "Yes?"
"Are you still at home?"
"Yaeh."
"Are you decent?"
"Yep."
"I'll be in your room in thirty seconds." Zim hung up and climbed up the side of her house to the second floor to her room. He was there in thirty seconds flat. She sat there, on her bed, in her pajamas.
"Thirty seconds flat. Nice," She said coyly. She smirked at Zim. "So what do you need to talk about?"
"I know what I am going to do that is nice for Dib. I am leaving straight after skool. I am going to have everyone sign his year book. I also want you to know something."
Gaz slightly blushed. "Yes?"
"I must be defective because I seem to Love you."  They both blushed. "Not that I'm, what your species would specify as being in love, but I feel a feeling that can be no other than Love towards you. I feel Love to Gir also, but more like a pet or little brother. I loyally love my Tallest and I love my brother. I love My Girls. And I love Dib too!" Zim tried to explain, but was headed for a down fall of embarrassment fast. He sighed. "I don't Love Dib like I Love you or how I love the others. I love you all in a slightly different way. I Love Dib like, as I heard some say; a gangstah feels for his homies!" Gaz laughed.
"I understand! And we all Love you back. I Love you too, Zim." She got off her bed and went over to hug Zim. She gave him a squeeze. "And just if you never come back…" she held his cheeks in her hands and gave him a long passionate kiss; they got the same feeling as they did the first time they kissed.
"Thank you," Zim said, breaking the kiss. "And just for goodbye…" he gave her a peck on the cheek and she returned it.  They hugged for a minute, both of their eyes becoming moist from the sadness.  They broke and Zim went to the window. "Are you coming to skool?" Gaz nodded. "I'll see you, maybe."
Then he left out the window, on his way to skool…