Babysitting with an aftertaste (Zim x reader) (On hold)

12. An order

I am glad that I was too busy making the doughnuts, not seeing the curious stares from the television. Gir loved the device a little towards the kitchen so they could see me better.

Red liked what he sees, while purple just whined about not getting any doughnuts. Until he got an idea, "hey, how about we tell Zim to send us this human to us? Then we can have as much doughnuts as we want."

The other one nodded at the idea, "You are right. We never tried human food"

"What if they taste bad?" Purple hopes that this will not be the case, but red already had the perfect solution to this problem, "We just blow it up or shoot it into the sun."

Unaware for their discussion, Gir and I returned to the living room. With our plates full of food, I placed the TV back into its original position and towards my seat next to the robot. Now it was us both watching a movie...or two aliens...staring...for five minute..."Gir, seriously? First the scary monkey and now this?" Grabbing the remote, I changed the channel. With that move, I cut the transmission with the mighty tallest. You can imagine what problems I had with Zim later on.

Like a five-year-old that wanted candy, he stomped with his feet, screaming, and calling me filthy.

In Zim's case, a normal reaction.

And it got worse, as the doorbell was activated. After all what happened today, I didn't want to see anyone. Especially not that person on the other side of that door.

No...not Dib.

Its far worse...his father.

He wants to rearrange the last one I missed on purpose. Apparently, he wants to take me out on the weekend to the city, in a fancy restaurant. I panicked, "I am super busy on the weekend."

The professor nodded, "Okay, Friday will do"

"Booked with appointments...for Zim."

"The green boy looks healthy"

"Only on the outside" I sighted.

"What appointment does he have?"

"A sightseeing tour for a free room in a nut house" Looking over my shoulder, he sat on the couch, making squeaky sounds with a wooden stick between his teeth.

Professor Membrane nodded again, "I tried to get one for Dib, not easy I tell you ...not easy. See you Thursday"

I waved goodbye, until I realized what he said at the end, "Hey, that's in four days! I am busy!!!!!" It's a lie, but he doesn't know that. Now I really needed some sleep. Wishing Zim and Gir good night, my feet dragged me up to my bedroom.

That was Zim's opportunity to call the tallest once more. But to his surprise, they called him back...that never happened before. And their demand was even more confusing to the little irken. They wanted him to send me straight to the irken armada. The mighty tallest couldn't care less if that could cause problems for Zim, all they wanted was food...and a slave to make them. As expected, Zim obeys, and he already has a plan for this.

Dib couldn't sleep at all that night.

He feels unsure, he hasn't seen me for such a long time. Fearing that I might not be alive or becoming Zim's next experiment, he climbed out of the window and all the way towards the house from the alien.

At the same time, something was carrying me down into the base, where Zim is already waiting with one of his self-build ships.

"With this device, it will fly straight to the mighty tallest."

The speed of this device is capable to get me there in half a day. Gir was close to cry him a river, as he heard the news, "Why sending her away?"

"Because Gir, the mighty tallest demand this. You can't disobey the tallest. I am an invader with honour, disobedience is a disgrace to all irken...including you Gir." The robot looks sad anyway, leaving the base with a frowny face.

Dib on the other hand, arrived at the house.

His appearance on the property has activated the security system, letting his enemy know about this. Of course, Zim took this into his own hands, getting back up to the house and straight to the door, "Hey human dib, what do you want?"

"Where is she?"

"Sleeping"

"Let me see"

"No"

"Liar, she is not sleeping. Give her back Zim!"

Before this turned to another fight, Zim pushed him off, "Never, she will be mine, forever!!!"

Suddenly, Gir appeared with a drawing of me holding hands with the robot, having two big smiley faces on then. Between us was a little heart, "I made this for her trip."

Dip was on hight alert, "What trip"

"No trip"

The robot got all cherful, "To the tallest"

"GIR!!!"

"You send her to space, to your race?"

Zim nodded slowly. That was his call for a fight. Dib couldn't take it any longer, wanting to beat him up for it.

"Get off me, you smell like human!!!"

"Because I am one!"

Too bad for Dib, he wasn't strong enough and got pushed out the door. Zim smiled wide with victory, "Go home human, this is the last time that you see her. Haahahahahahha!!!!!!"

"Humans aren't made for space. You kill her Zim!"

"She will be fine...I guess. Anyhow, you cannot stop me!!!!"

"We will see about that" Dib gives the alien his space, running back to his home. There is only one way to save me and it has to work...otherwise, he truly won't see me ever again. Of this boy, a nightmare. Seeing a photo of us makes increased Dib's determination, to save me before I even get there. All he needs now, was some cooperation, with a certain ship.