"I already told you Zim, I just thought it would be interesting to know what Aliens like you do differently from us humans" Gaz said and she continued to read the paper.
"Gaz Membrane is finally fascinated in Aliens, the next thing I will hear from you is that you want to be a paranormal investigator. I guess Zim has just found Dib's perfect assistant. "Zim teased.
"Hey just bacause I find you ALIENS interesting does not mean I'll become Dib's clone freak!" Gaz said.
Zim smirked; He could picture Gaz in Dib's place. He couldn't help but laugh at that thought which of course was pissing off Gaz.
"What's so funny?" Gaz asked as a growl escaped from her throat.
"Nothing, I'm just trying to picture you in Dib's place." Zim said as he chuckled "and I must say that you don't fit in to this paranormal kind of thing. I like original Gaz-human better; you are a very unique human"
Zim eyes widened as he recollected himself to what he just said. He felt his face burning, he was sure that he was blushing. 'What is wrong with me, why would Zim say that to a human?'
Zim slowly turned to fix his eyes on Gaz, she staring back at him. She was surprised and puzzled, but zim detected her blushing. It seemed to him that maybe Gaz is feeling the same self-conscious emotion that he was going through at that moment.
" Um........." was all Gaz could say.
Both made eye contact, they didn't know how long they've stayed like that but it felt as if it had been hours when they were just a few minutes. Zim began to feel that strange Feeling in his Squeedlyspooch again, but this time it felt more weird than usual. No it wasn't a bad feeling, but it felt really strange. Zim has lived for more than 210 years and he has never experienced this kind of thing before.
Unexpectedly Gaz looked away; she still was blushing but said nothing. She decided to maybe break the silence by continuing on with their smeet assignment and forget what just happened.
"Well uh anyways I finished reading the paper assignment and basically we just have to take note of what the baby does for 3 weeks and explain our experiences about it. But first things first, we have to give it a name" she explain."I've been thinking of some good names you might like"
"Names for what?" Zim asked confused.
"Names for our baby," Gaz said.
"Why would we think of names? In planet Irk our smeet's PAK comes with a nameand its own personality. We have no right to give it a name " Zim said as he was signaling the attached Pak in his spine.
"Zim you keep forgetting that you're in planet Earth, here we don't use those things in your back instead we use our REAL brains. As his parents, we can name our baby whatever we want so we need to think of a name." she clarified.
"We can name him whatever we want?" he clarified.
Gaz confirmed with a nod.
"Zim!!"
Gaz stared at Zim "There will be no juniors zim, I want to name it something we both can agree on" Gaz said.
"Fine, but I still think zim is a great name for the smeet" Zim said.
Gaz just rolled her eyes "How about Michael or Jonathan"
"Your names have too many syllables" Zim protested
"So? What so wrong about having too many syllables?" Gaz asked
"It's so long. Why can't we just use one syllable?" Zim complained.
"Your such a whiner, fine how about Jim, Tim, Abi, Ziv, Ne-
"I like Ziv and Tim" Zim interrupted.
"okay well from both of them I think I like Tim better" She said.
" well I like Ziv better" Zim said.
"why because it almost sounds like your name?" Gaz asked aggravated.
"Yes" Zim said in a low voice trying not to make her too mad about it.
Gaz was already tired of deciding for a name, they basically couldn't agree to anything so she just decided to name their so called child Ziv Membrane
