Chapter 8

          Forgetting the Sadness

                  Tip had missed about two days of Skool. She couldn't afford to miss another day. She got up, got dressed, and woke up Zim. It was the same thing she did almost every day. It was getting tiresome to her.

                  She made some waffles. Zim walked drowsily over to the kitchen table. They ate silently then Tip stopped eating and left more than half her plate full. She claimed she was full, but in reality she was in no mood to eat. She felt different today.

                   In Skool Tip was greeted by her friends. All she did was give them a simple wave 'Hi'. She didn't even look them in the eye nor gave them a cheerful smile like she did every morning. She just wasn't up for it. At lunch Clem and Dib asked her what was wrong.

                               "To be honest," Tip said "Absolutely nothing...I just...don't feel like doing anything today,"

                    Both Dib and Clem looked at each other

                               "Did something happen?" Dib asked

                               "No...no I don't think so," Tip responded

                               "So you're just sad for no reason?" Clem asked

                               "Yeah...yeah I guess," Tip shrugged to Clem

                    Dan came over walking next to Zim. Both of them sat down. Clem knew that once Dan tried to flirt with Tip she would give him a sassy comment or a punch in the face, but she didn't. She just stared at her lunch while Dan flirted with her. After no response from her Dan stopped and whispered to Clem "What's with her?". Clem shrugged.

                     After Skool Zim asked her what was wrong. He knew that if there WAS something wrong she would tell him. She said the same thing as she said to Clem and Dib. When they got home GIR was getting ready to go somewhere.

                                 "Where are you going?" Zim asked GIR

                                 "To the store! Duh!" GIR said

                      Zim walked out of the room satisfied with GIR's reply. GIR walked over to Tip and whispered in her ear.

                                 "I'm actually going to the dancing light show!" GIR said

                                 "What's that?" Tip asked GIR. GIR stopped whispering

                                 "It's a place were they play really loud music and a bunch of people dace under moving colorful lights!" GIR said excitedly

                                 "You mean a rave? Where all those stupid teenagers and young adults go and dance to rave music and get drunk?" Tip stopped whispering 

                                 "Shh!" GIR said angrily then smiled "Wanna come?" 

                       Tip was still not in the mood to do anything, but she had a slight urge to go with GIR.

                                 "Okay," Tip said then GIR took her hand and went to a different room. There were lots of "STOP THAT!" and metal banging. When Tip came out she was wearing a fuzzy shirt and black knee high boots with little fuzzies on them and very short shorts. 

                                 "Is this REALLY necessary?" Tip asked GIR while trying to pull down her shorts

                                 "That's what everybody wears there!" GIR said cheerfully

                                 "Whatever lets go,"

                          When they got to the building there was a big line outside. GIR walked up to a guy with a clipboard behind a rope. The man undid the rope and let him in, but closed it on Tip.

                                 "It's okay. She's with me," GIR said

                          The man nodded and let Tip in. There was loud music playing inside. People dressed in crazy rainbow colors were dancing on a lit up colorful floor. It was dark though and hard to see. GIR led her over to the dance floor and started to dance. Tip got a little scared at first because of all the people, but then relaxed when she started to listen to the music. She let go of everything and started to move her body to the rhythm. She began to feel better. She looked over to a bar to her right.

                                  "That's what the humans drink to forget!" GIR screamed over the music "I don't usually drink it,"

                                   "Well today's your lucky day," Tip said and grabbed GIR

                            Tip ordered two drinks for her and GIR. They chugged them. Five orders later they were positively drunk dancing on the dace floor. A group of girls and guys joined them. Tip felt free from troubles for once. After hours of drinking and dancing GIR and Tip went home to Zim's. They got out of a car filled with the girls and guys that were dancing with them. GIR was being carried by Tip who was struggling to get to the door. She almost fell five times. A beer was in each of their hands and they were singing "Here Comes the Sun" by the Beatles.

                              When they walked into the house Zim was standing there tapping his foot. He looked impatient. It was past 1:00 in the morning. 

                                      "The store huh?" Zim said angrily

                               GIR was still singing while Tip was telling Zim to chill. Tip set GIR down on the floor. GIR started to run around and scream like crazy. Tip went to go sit down on the couch, but fell face down trying to get to it. She rolled onto her back laughing then chugging her beer. Zim looked over her.

                                Tip sat up to look at him square in the face with an angry look. 

                                       "What?" Tip snapped

                                       "You're drunk," Zim said

                                       "So?" 

                                       "So you need to rest! Get up!" 

                                  Zim pulled Tip up and put her on the couch then he walked away to go get her a glass of milk. 

                                        "You know," Tip started to say to Zim who was in the other room "I never asked to be made. You think I wanted a life like this? To be used for deadly experiments and be trapped in a fucking tube for my whole life? Well I didn't. Now that that's over I have to live with that constant pain every time I look in the mirror. I have no parents, no soul, can't have kids."

                                         "Trust me you have no idea," Zim said

                                         "And now that I'm done with the 'Tube Life' I have to deal with the constant struggle of choosing who to love, You or Dib. I was scared to choose Dib because he probably wants a family. Something I can't give him and I was too scared to love you because you hate me," Tip put and hand to her forehead "Who am I kidding. I can't even..." Tip stopped talking and sighed

                                   Zim stopped pouring the milk. He set the container down and rushed over to Tip in a bit of shock.

                                           "Zim does not hate you," Zim said sincerely "Why did you think that?"

                                           "Because...I don't know. I'm just like a stupid and smelly human...and I force you to do things you don't like to do...and I'm a nuisance...I'm being a nuisance right now," Tip said with a small smile

                                   Zim looked at her. His antennas down. He took her head in his head and softly kissed her on the lips.

                                            "You may be a mess, but I don't hate you" Zim stopped kissing her and smiled

                                    Tip smiled at Zim. She didn't think about anything, but him. Though she loved him she was drunk. She would forget this ever happened. Tip realized this fact then grew angry. She kissed Zim hard on the lips. This was a shock to Zim. 

                                            "I'm not going to forget this time," Tip said. This made Zim confused. Tip then put on a small look of determination and kissed him even harder.

                                     They wrapped their arms around each other. For once, Tip truly felt safe.