The Un-Offical Injustice Gang

"Hmm....That does sound easy....And when will we attack him?" I asked, aranging the plan in my head.

(Okay! See ya! ^_\\\)

"At night." I said, wishing we could just attack him right then.

"Tonight. At the hotel....That sounds good. How much time does that give us?" I really needed to get back to the base before we attacked this "President".

"Well....it is 5:00(Random time...) right now, so we have seven hours." I said.

"Seven hours? That's perfect!" I exclaimed, standing up. Without thinking, I pulled out the communicater-thing (hehe...'^^), and spoke into it.
"Gir, I need you to come over here imediatly. We've got work to do!"
"Yes, master!" Gir replied, obviously in duty mode. Like that would last very long....

I raised an eyebrow at the child.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Umm...." I hesitated, slapping my forehead. Why did I do that?!
"That was...my...ummm...." Before I got to finish, Gir came bursting through the door. Good, he was wearing his human disguise.
"My little brother!" I finally spat, looking over at him.

I almost jumped out oif my seat when the child's little brother came through the door. I looked him over, then turned back to the child.

"And why is he here?" I asked.

"Because I'm pretty sure he can help us on this mission. Isn't that right, little brother?"
Gir replied, in his normaly-stupid voice, "Taco, taco, tacos!"

I was still a little suspicious, but I did not say anything. I then thought of something.

"I never got your name." I said, remembering that the child had never told me their name.

"My name? My name is Zim. And this is my little brother...uh....Gir, I guess." I said.

I figured that this stranger wouldn't go announcing my name to everyone, then pointing me out. If he did, I'd have to do things. Bad things. ()

"Stranges names you children have." I said. (That sounded kinda funny.....)

(Hehehe....)

I looked down, in mock shame.
"Yes, I know."

"Can we go get a taco?" Gir asked, now standing on the table. This was going to turn out...not good.....

"Um.......okay?" I said, staring at the boy who was now standing on the table. "I think we have some of those microwave tacos..." (heh heh heh )

"TACOS!!!" Gir yelled, jumping off the table and running around, searching for the tacos.

"Anyway," I continued, trying to ignore Gir, "what's the plan to attack the "President"? We break into the hotel, and then what?"

"Well I am...."taking care" of the Secret Service, you will find the prezident. Then, we will bring him back here. We could hold him hostage." I suggested.

"Okay, so we will hold the president hostage, and I'll get as much information from him that I can. Now, if you'll excuse me, Gir and I have to go back to our..."home", to prepare for the attack. We will meet you at the hotel...at around 6 or 6:30.....Sound good?" I asked, as Gir ran into a wall.

"Alright." I stated simply, then stood up and began to walk to the room that was in our hideout. When I got there, I grabbed a few of the things I would need. Two guns and a long stick that can electrocute people.(Hm...I don't think I like that description...)

(Hehe...That description was...simple. )

"Okay, so we'll be at the hotel at six. Come, Gir. We've got work to do at the base, er...house."

"Okay-dokey!!" Gir yelled, busting through the door again. I followed him out the door, and quickly made it to the base.

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"Computer, pull up any information you have about this "President" figure," I said, when Gir and I were safely in the base. The screen pulled up paragraph after paragraph of information in Irken, stating everything about the "President", as I pulled off my annoying disguise.

"Okay, Gir, I may need your help on this one. Go to the Equipment Room and find anything that could help me in kidnapping this President person. But try finding something that would...fit in. Then again, I doubt anyone would be around then....Just bring up anything you can find," I said. As Gir flew down to the Equipment Room, I worked on a new disguise....

(Sorry for the...length, and...random-ness....I just got bored! '^^ And I figured you'd want to know what went on....Oh, should we just skip to "6:00" after you post? To speed things up? )

(Yeah, I was thinking we should just skip ahead, too. I'll put a little more of Havok getting ready, then skip ahead to him going to meet Zim and Gir at the hotel. ^^)

After I was finished getting ready, I swiftly left our hideout, and started walking to the hotel, which was about five miles away from the hideout.

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About thirty minutes later, I arrived at the hotel. By then, it was 6:00.

(.....That's all I can think of to say...^^')

(Hehehe....)

When Gir and I had made it to the hotel, it was about 6:00.

"Okay, this is it. Do you have the..."equiptment", Gir?" I asked, looking around, making sure no one else was there yet.

"Yep!" Gir exclaimed, squeaking one of his "piggies", or whatever they call those things.

"Put that away! It'll ruin our cover. And get your human disguise on! I don't think a dog kidnapping the president would look very...normal."

Aww, okay. But do I get to keep my piggy?"

"....Sure...." I sighed, then looked around, waiting for that stranger to arrive.

(Hehe, that's all I could think of. '^^)

I soon noticed Zim and Gir, and walked towards them as unconspiciously(Yes, I know I murdered that word. ^^')as possible. Once I got over to them, I spoke.

"Are you and your brother ready?" I asked.

"Ready, Gir?" I asked, looking over at him, then at the stranger. Come to think of it, I never did get that stranger's name....

"No! Wait...yes!" Gir said, squeaking that pig-thing again.

"Then yes, we're ready," I told the stranger casualy. Oh, we were more than ready. We were...super-ready! Muahahahahaha!! ()

"Then let's go." I said, and started to turn around and walk towards the hotel. Nothing strange about us, just a man with his children. Hopefully, nobody would pay too much attention to us.

I followed the stranger, dragging Gir behind. He was too preoccupied with his..."piggy".

"Remember, Gir, you have to act normal," I urged, whispering.