Dib was sitting on the couch, enjoying some Mysterious Mysterious and a bit of a break from his current reality. He was resting his wrist, now in a cast, gently on a pillow. He was about to doze off, but the doorbell rang. Groaning, he got up and walked to the door. When he opened it, he was immediately tackled by G.I.R. who wagged his little velvety tail.
"Ow! G.I.R.!?"
"Hello! Human!" G.I.R. tumbled off of him, still wagging his tail. "I'm supposeded to deliver you a angry message!" He wandered off, exploring a bit.
Dib blinked, confused. "Um, what's the message?"
After trotting up to Dib, the tiny green dog confessed "I don't remember!" He made airplane noises and ran to the kitchen. Dib followed, feeling the need to supervise the unpredictable alien technology.
"Ooh! Wazat!?" G.I.R. exclaimed, running towards the counter, bumping into it. He climbed on the counter and picked up the toaster. He stared, utterly mesmerized by his reflection in its stainless steel surface.
"It's a toaster...." Dib explained, still a bit confused.
"Toooaaasssty..." muttered G.I.R
"Yeah....okay then... I'm gonna go back to the TV. Er- don't ruin our toaster, mkay?" Dib turned on his heel and went back to the couch.
A few minutes later he heard a crash from the kitchen. As he turned to check on G.I.R., he caught a glimpse of the tiny robot running out the front door, toaster clutched to his chest.
"Hey! You can't just-" Dib sighed, "you know what? Never mind..." he laid down; a toaster really was not worth the effort.
G.I.R. skipped home, happily hugging the toaster. "I'm gonna show you where I make foods, Toasty! And then I can show you the TV! You'll love the TV, Toasty! I LOVE TV!"
He opened the door of his master's base and hopped to the kitchen, setting Toasty down on a chair. "This is where I make Taquitos!!" G.I.R excitedly opened the freezer and pulled out a box of the frozen Mexican-American treats. "Do you know how to make Taquitos, Toasty?"
G.I.R. paused for a response. Then he nodded. "That's okay! I can teach you!" He rapidly hit buttons on the oven in random orders. "See? First, I push all the beepy buttons! WEEE!" He plopped himself down in the chair across from Toasty. "Then I stare at the numbers until it goes..." He took a deep breath, "BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!" He paused again, looking at the toaster with concern. "I'm sorry, Toasty," he blushed "I didn't meaned to scare you..."
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Return (Invader Zim Fanfic)
FanfictionAs Zim is attempting to destroy Dib for probably the hundred and twenty-sixth time, they are interrupted by Tak, whose motives are unclear. Meanwhile, Tak struggles with her identity, and a new mysterious stranger has disrupted the lives of both her...
