Here is a little one shot as I go through yet another authors block
I always wanted this to happen in the show…
Anyhow, enjoy it and review me!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Invader Zim.
Dib leaned back on his chair, and yawned. He peered over at Zim, who looked just as bored.
Mrs. Bitters pulled out a box from under the chair. "Line up class. And take a doomed specimen."
Dib quickly got in line and looked in the box. In it were a few dozen frogs. A cold sneer came across his face as he picked one up and waved it Zim who was completely confused about the whole process.
After the class was seated, the teacher instructed the class to pin the helpless frogs to a wooden tray. Dib was nearly unable to hold his laughter as he sees Zim poke at the frog awkwardly.
"What's the matter Zim?" Dib called out from across the room. Does this remind you of alien dissection?
Zim shoots a glare at Dib. "Shut your noise box!" He snapped.
Dib waved a scalpel over the frog, enjoying the play of emotions on Zim's face.
Suddenly, Zim jumped on the table and held the frog with one hand. "Free the smelly green hopping things!" He screeched.
A boy jumped on his own desk. "Yes! Animal cruelty sucks!"
The class went into an uproar. Dib angrily turned to the class. "Oh come on! They are just frogs!"
Zita glared at Dib. "Oh? Then I dare you to cut your frog Mr. Scientist!"
Dib pouted. "Fine then, I will!" Dib looks at the frog and made a move to stab it. But his hand froze in midair.
Zim chuckled. "What's the matter Dib-Stink?"
Dib glares at Zim. "Shut it Zim!" He turned his attention back to the frog. The class went silent. The frog croaked. The knife in Dibs hand trembles. The frog stares at him with sad begging eyes.
"I…I can't do it!" Dib wails dropping the knife. The class cheers. Zim smirks. Mrs. Bitters growls.
Zita stands on her desk. "Free the frogs! Free the frogs!" She chants. The class chants along side with her except for Dib and Zim.
"ENOUGH!" Yelled Mrs. Bitters. The class went silent. "Need I remind you children that your grades are doomed if you don't doom these doomed frogs?"
The class went silent and looked at each other. They went back to their seats.
"Hey, what are you…" Zim clasped his hand over his mouth in disgust as he saw the human start to cut up the frogs. "Oh Irk!"
Dib was also disgusted. "You guys suck!" He yelled.
One of the kids shrugged. "A grades a grade man." He said, while pulling out the frog guts.
Zim staggered out of his seat and ran out of the room, looking very sick.
Dib however stayed and attempted to cut his frog. But at the first sight of the Frogs blood, he fainted.
All in all, it was a pretty normal day!
