ZADR—Hard
"What's that?"
"What's what?"
"That right there."
"What? Where?"
"Right ithere/i, Dib-stink! Quit trying to cover it up! What is it?"
"Oh, what? You don't have these on your planet, Zim?"
"Do you buy it? Is it some sort of appendage? Why does it stick out so much?"
"Stick out? G-get your hands away from my pants!"
"Show me, or I'll MAKE you show me! Is it humiliating?"
"Zim, if you hadn't gotten curious: 1.) We wouldn't be in a Janitor's closet. 2.) I'd probably have to splash my face by now because it's this visible. 3.) We've missed about thirty minutes of school! If my Dad finds out I skipped class because of you, I'll get GROUNDED!"
"Well, I'm interested because you wanted me to leave you alone so much. Now, go to the bathroom if you need to unzip your pants so much!"
"For the LAST time, Zim, I DON'T need to pee!"
"Then why do you look so desperate?"
"Just MOVE it!" Dib pushed Zim aside and nearly made it out, when the alien grabbed him and pulled him back in the closet.
"Not so fast, Dib-worm! I wanna know what it is!"
"ARGH! This is so annoying! Zim, leave me alone for once!"
"What does this do?"
"OH MY GOSH! DON'T TOUCH IT LIKE—ahh~!"
The closet opened, and Dib's little sister stared at them in the awkward position they were in.
"Why is his hand on your—"
"No time to explain. Just get me out of here away from this child molester!"
Gaz pulled him out of the closet and said,
"Now go take care of your hard on, sicko!" she pushed him into the bathroom and said from outside of the door, "If Dad finds out I had to go looking for you, he'll ground me off my Game Slave 2!"
Zim watched Gaz stomp back to class.
"Hmmm… hard on? What's that?"
He intended to find out.
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