ZIM'S REVELATION

A.N. So, I have been reading a lot of GAZR fanfic, and I love the pairing. The fan art is beautiful and most the stories are lovely in their own ways. I just always wanted to see someone take a bit more time for ZIM and Gaz to find out their feelings. To me it felt rushed so I decided to try and write out how I would do it. Doesn't make it better or worse everyone's art is good if it fills their creative side here's my take on it. Please enjoy.

Zim p.o.v.

"This feeling was the best." I exclaimed, while riding my elevator to the main floor to check up on Gir after my trail. "I was allowed ten minutes to pilot the massive, ten whole minutes!" I almost died to my Tallest practical joke. They set this whole trail showing my best moments of amazing Zim-like destruction, and then told me I was going to die. That part was incredibly twisted, but it worked out. As the judgment brains ripped off my PAK, they exclaimed, "ZIM is the greatest invader ever!" and granted me the ten minutes of piloting the massive. My tallest were sick and twisted, but they loved me, and that proved it.

Reaching the "Kitchen" I walked into the living room to see Gir coming inside with his Ingenious dog suit that I the all mighty and all power Zim chose as his most fitting disguise. "Gir!" the robot looked at me covered in earth filth, "look at this place, I see what happens when I leave you in charge this place is a mess!" I gleamed at him. He jumped into a salute. That stance always made me feel good, I decided to let it go I was too proud and happy today, "Yes yessss, it's good to see you too." I walked past patting his head.

I took the elevator under the couch to my secret lab, where I can record this moment from my PAK into my computer to relive in case anything ever happened to my PAK again.

Reaching the main control room I placed the wires into the PAK to start the downloading process and then something happened. I saw the point of view of the brains who gave me my glorious ten minutes. They were in pain. I couldn't understand it all. The screaming rang through my skull vibrating my antennae.

"Madness! Insanity! Defect! ZIM is a mistake! He must be ki- ki" Then the screaming stopped and it exclaimed, "Celebrated as the greatest Irken invader!" I then changed my coding in my PAK to "invader" from "fry cook" (I could have sworn that was fixed when I quite the first time.) then gave me my life support back, and my ten minutes of glorious glory.

Once downloaded, I snapped my eyes awake, "Computer," I yelled, "Describe what happened to those brains as they removed my PAK!"

"Processing, Processing, Processing," it rambled as I tapped my fingers on the console growing impatient. Eyes squinting from anger it finally spoke more than just "processing," "Analysis complete! Once synced with fry cook (there was that word again) ZIM it processed the memories the strange emotions conflicting with the logic center of their minds drove it insane, they became defects themselves and gave ZIM his "Invader" status and ZIMs life back! None of that should have happened ZIM is a mistake, sent to Earth by the tallest to stay away from "Operation Impending Doom 2" ZIM is a failure! The brains went crazy and against their logic. ZIM is a contagious insanity!"

The words "Insanity" blinked on my computers screen. I programmed it myself to love ZIM, I programmed it to be loyal, and yet it spat out those harsh words. The computer once again spoke one word, "Sorry." I couldn't believe it. In a way this computer was me it had my excellent programming skills built into it. So for it to come to that conclusion, the only truth I could now rely upon was. . .

"ZIM is a mistake" I softly spoke. Sitting staring at the computer screen until all lights shut off due to inactivity from the motion sensor. Soon after I walked up, the lights flickering back on, to the elevator and went to watch T.V. I looked to see Gir placing some round coin with a string around it in his pocket. He loved those Earth trinkets. "Gir," I said, "Wanna go get pizza?"

His face lit up like the filthy sky of this neighborhood twice a year in the hot season and the blistering cold. "Yay!" he exclaimed running to the kitchen to clean himself off.

I took the time to sit and think, "What could ZIM do to make his life some worth?" as Gir came back smiling dog ear to dog ear, but completely soaked from the water I smiled, "You'll dry off during the walk lets go to Bloaties." I grabbed the leash and collar, and left the base, eager to return for some much needed training.

A.N. I will continue to keep the ZIM capitalized when in Zim or other Irken characters. Its how the show did it so when it's a human talking about him it will look more natural.