Rise of the Armada part 3
Rise of the Armada pt. 3
"Ugghhh" Zim looked at himself in the
mirror, disgusted by his apperance. He
had reluctantly put on the tuxedo and
placed on the wig and contacts. He
still could not believe the humans actually
wore these things to dances, but he
really did not have a choice.
His Pak looked slightly odd along with
the outfit, but it wasn't like he could
take it off. He hoped the humans
wouldn't question him about it.
"Ooooooh," GIR exclaimed when he
saw Zim. "Master, you look good!"
He flashed him a big goofy smile.
"I go take a picture!" He then proceeded
to run into the other room to fetch his
camera, squeaking the whole way.
"GIR, I don't have time for..." before
he could finish his sentence, GIR came
running back, camera in his robotic
"Smile!" GIR exclaimed as he began
to snap pictures. Zim sighed and stood
there until the little robot had finished.
GIR triumphantly held the camera up.
Then, he gave Zim a big hug.
Zim choked back the ur