>>110174283"At last, Zim, I've finally--"
Zim, in all his distraught glory glared at the human from a pubble of nacho cheese on the ground. His antennae held new and curious curls.
"Uh, you look... different."
"So?" the dejected Irken moaned, turning his attention to the TV once more.
"And your voice..."
"I went with male, so what?"
"Aren't you... male?"
"No. Whattyagonnadoboutit?"
"Uh..."
GIR turned his attention to Dib with a creepy smile. Zim leaned up and crawled back onto the couch, kicking of his--er, her boots in the process.
"Can you keep it down? GIR's favourite show is on and if he doesn't watch it he starts screaming."
"What? No! I'm here to capture you!"
"Fine."
"Fine?"
"Do whatever you want, I don't care.
Dib stood in shock for a moment, then began pacing."
"First you tell me you're a girl, then you tell me you've given up. This is some kind of trick!"
"Sure, why not?"
"Well, prove it!"
"Prove what?"
"Prove you're a girl and prove it's not a trick!"
"Can't."
"Huh?"
Zim rolled off the couch into more nachos and whimpered for a while. How pathetic.
"Irken females are domineering," she said flatly. "Would an Irken female do THIS?" She cried, smearing nacho cheese on her face then hurling a hunk of chips at GIR. She rolled back into herself and GIR turned the volume up.
"So... you're a girl?"
"I guess."
"Um..." Dib said, his curiousity suddenly overriding his rivalry. "What's the difference?"
"I dunno. Parts."
"Parts?"
"Junk. Uglies. Various human schlanngnngg," Zim garbled through a mouthfull of cheese.
"Can... can I see?"
Dib's brain was screaming at himself but this was in the name of science, damn it. Wasn't it?
"Fine, whatever."
Gotta hit the hay. Might continue to full lewd after work tomorrow.
