GIR: Bold/Italic

Dib: Italic


GIR was on his way to Dib on his jet-packs,"Dib, Dib!!" "What worng?" "Its Zim, he`s hurt or something, fallow me." Dib fallows GIR. GIR stops. "Look!" Dib looks, he see`s Zim shaking on the floor with blood on him in the stomac area. "Zim?" "D..ib?" Zim reachs his hand out shaking. Dib holds Zim`s hand. "I'll help you, in my Dad`s lab." Dib picks up Zim bridle style. "Dib . . . will I make it?"