It was a dark rainy night in New York City. Inside what seemed to be a normal home laid an alien named Zim. He was in down below in his lab working on some experiments. Beside him was a little green doggy named Gir. Gir was next to Zim’s seat playing with a rubber piggy.

“Mastah! What are ya doin?” Gir asked.

“None of your business Gir. Go take out the trash,” Zim said pointing to a black bag filled with stuff that stunk horrible.

“But mastah! The rain will hurts!” Gir said.

“No Gir. It only hurts me if I don’t have paste on. It won’t hurt you,” Zim said not looking at him and typing some things into the computer.

“Ok mastah!” Gir said taking the bag of trash and carrying it up to the main floor.

Gir walked out the door and dropped the bag of trash in front of the fence. He looked around to see a bunch of puddles and the rain collecting in them. He saw two little kids playing in the rain.

“Hi kiddies!” Gir shouted running towards them.

The little kids got scared seeing Gir. They screamed and ran inside their home. Gir didn’t run after them. He had a sad face.

“Why won’t little kiddies play wif me?” Gir asked out loud.

Gir was about to head back to the base when a big lady with a broom came out. She had an angry face.

“Will you play with me?” Gir asked happily.

“Stay away from my babies!” the lady said before smacking Gir with the broom.

The broom sent Gir flying in a random direction. He fell to the floor in a big puddle. Luckily Gir couldn’t feel physical pain, but he could feel emotional. He started to cry and look around. He didn’t know why the lady hit him with the broom. He just wanted to play. He looked around some more. He didn’t know where he was. He knew why Zim wanted him to keep the guidance chip at all times now. He walked around and couldn’t identify any of the buildings.

People with umbrellas passed him giving him a strange look. He just walked and looked around some more. He saw a park, something that he could remember easily. He ran towards it and looked around, hoping to find something familiar that would help him on his way home. Gir thought up of calling Zim and asking him to get him. He brought up the screen from his head, getting his robotic soaked because he wasn’t protected. He waited for the screen to show Zim, but no answer. The screen was water damaged.

“I want my mastah!” Gir screamed putting the screen away, re-zipping the head part of his costume, sitting on the floor, and crying.

“Awwwww! Look mommy! A doggy!” a little kid in a yellow rain coat said running up to Gir.

She had blond hair and blue eyes. She looked to be around five years old. Behind her was another little girl who looked to be three. She wore a yellow rain coat, had blue eyes, and had blond hair as well.

“Who are you?” Gir asked with tears in his eyes.

The little girl’s eyes widened.

“Mommy! The doggy can talk!” the girl shouted.

“Dogs can’t talk honey,” the mom said from very far away trying to catch up with the two little girls.

The little girl patted Gir on the head.

“Where are you trying to go doggy?” the little girl asked.

“I can’t find my home. My mastah told me to go do sometin, but then I got hit by a mean lady with a broom. She made me fly off somewhere and I don’t know where I am,” Gir said.

“Awwwww! How about I help you doggy!” the little girl asked.

“Ok. What’s your name?” Gir asked.

“My name’s Katelyn,” she said with a smile, “And this is Briel,” she said pointing to the little three year old behind her.

Briel smiled and hugged Gir. Gir hugged Briel back. Gir loved little kids.

“Mommy. Can we keep doggy until we find his owner?” Katelyn asked as her mom came up to them.

“I don’t know…” the mom said.

“Please mommy?” Briel and Katelyn asked at the same time.

“Sure,” the mom said picking Gir up and holding up the umbrella she had over her.

Gir’s tears started to go down. They walked to a house that was in a suburban area. He looked around to see some familiar buildings.

“So how we gonna find his owner mommy?” Briel asked in her babyish voice.

“First we take a picture of the dog and then we put the picture on some posters. Then we put them up around the city and hopefully the owner will find him,” the mom said.

“I knows where wes are,” Gir said.

The mom was so surprised that Gir did talk that she almost dropped him.

“You can talk?” she asked.

Gir nodded his head.

“Well if you know where we are do you know how to get home?” she asked.

Gir nodded his head again.

“How about I walk you there? That way you don’t get stuck in the freezing cold rain,” the mom said with a smile.

“Ok!” Gir said happily.

They walked to a medium sized house and the mom set Gir down.

“I’ll be right back. I’m gonna get these two settled in and then I’ll walk you home. Ok?” the mom said to Gir bending down to his level to talk to him.

“Okey dokey,” Gir said with a grin.

“Bye bye doggy,” Briel and Katelyn said hugging Gir and then running into the house.

The mom stood up and went in the house. After a little while she came back out.

“Their father is going to take care of them while I’m out. So let’s go,” the mom said with as smile.

Gir nodded his head and started off in the direction of the base. She walked along side him with the umbrella above the both of them. They got to the base after a half hour.

“Yays! I is home!” Gir shouted happily.

“It was nice meeting you Gir,” the mom said.

“Nice meeting you too nice lady!” Gir said with a smile.

The mom hugged Gir and then watched as he ran into the base. Gir saw Zim on the couch. He looked a little worried.

“GIR! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?” he shouted getting off the couch.

“I gots lost when I try to play with these little kiddies,” Gir said.

Zim sighed.

“Well at least you’re home. I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for the past hour. You didn’t answer,” Zim said.

“Da screen thingy was broken,” Gir said.

“Looks like I’m gonna have to make it so you’re water proof too. Great to see your home Gir,” Zim said with a smile.

“It great to be home mastah!” Gir said hugging Zim.

“Enough hugging Gir! I’m off to go see how some mutant weasels are doing. Ok? No disturbing me while I work,” Zim said breaking the hug and heading towards the lab.

“Ok mastah!” Gir said happily before sitting on the couch and watching TV.