It was a normal day on Earth, School was normal, everything was normal.

Zim looks at Dib and says "Dib-Stink!"

Suddenly a portal opened.

Zim looks confused and says "what on Irk?"

Frollo could feel an odd sensation, as if his body were no longer whole. He felt as if there were others with him, but he could not see them; he couldn't see anything. Then, all of a sudden, he was thrown to the cold,tile floor of the Skool.

Frollo looked around and noticed several others: Esmeralda, Pheobus, and Quasimodo. And his hat, which was lying on the ground in front of him. He grabbed it and put it on his head. He stared at the children in Ms. Bitters class and muttered, "Where in God's name?"

Zim looked at the three new comers "WHO ARE YOU? HOW DID YOU GET HERE? ANSWEAR ZIM!"

Dib sighed and thought here we go, Zim pointed at Frollo "What is in The HAT, Earth Monkey?"

Frollo glared at Zim and snarled, "Silence, foolish child! Lest you wish to feel the sting of a whip across your back!"

Esmeralda glared at Frollo and bowed to the class, her skirts swishing loosely about her legs. "I am Esmeralda," she said, motioning to herself with a smile, then pointed to the others, "The others are Pheobus, Quasimodo, and Frollo-the bastard with the hat."

Frollo, who had been staring at Esmeralda with longing, snapped, "And you're a servant of Satan, you fiery witch!"

Pheobus stood and stared at the class, studying every student. He casually noted Dib's large head and Zim's odd skin color.

Zim raised a eye "Why do you look at Zim so oddly?"

Dib was day dreaming of stopping Zim and saving the world.

Pheobus tilted his head to the side and lifted an eyebrow, "Why do you refer to yourself in third person?" he countered. He grinned broadly.

Frollo sighed and stared at the wall, Yet another beginning to one of Pheobus' Battles of Wits no doubt, he thought glumly.

Quasimodo, stared at the class from the corner of the room he was hiding in. He noticed all the odd hair colors and faces, but was sure that he would be jeered for being a monster if he stood before the children.

Zita was bored and rested her head on her hands, Zim jumped onto his desk " I AM THE MIGHTY ZIM!".

Dib then looked at Zim "I will get everyone to belive that... YOUR AN ALIEN!"

Zim suddenly yells "I AM NORMAL"..

Zita looked at Dib "Thats all you ever talk about, Your crazy Dib".

Dib sighs and looks to the celing.

Frollo stood and walked over to Dib's desk; looking down at Dib he asked,"Alien? Is this your word for Demon?" His intense stare demanded that he was given an answer.

Pheobus rolled his eyes as he stared at Zim, "Sure, kid, sure."

Dib shakes head "No, An Alien is from a diffrent Planet" He answeared..

Zim looks at Pheobus "YOU LIE!"

"Sounds like a demon to me," Frollo muttered, glancing at Zim.

Pheobus laughed, "Yeah, okay sure, I'm lieing."

Zim looks at Frollo "Yes? Why do you stare at Zim? And you!" Points at Pheobus "YOU LIEE TO ZIM LIEE!"

Dib Looks to celing.

Frollo glared at Zim and snarled, "SILENCE, Demon! Hold your tongue lest I burn you at the stake!"

Pheobus laughed and rolled his eyes, What an insane child, he though as he backed away from Zim.

Esmeralda, who had become uninterested in the class, sat down beside Quasimodo and smiled at him. Quasimodo smiled back, wishing to carress Esmeralda's cheek but knew he couldn't, for he was a monster.

Zim folded arms "I hate you" was all he said.

Dib day dreams again, Zim says "I am no Demon of what you speak".

Frollo scoffed, folding his arms, "If that is so,then why is your skin such a disgusting color and why do you lack ears?" He smirked, waiting for Zim's reply.

"It's a skin condiction" Is all Zim ha to say for that.

Frollo raised an eyebrow, "Well then, I guess I need not burn you; for if it IS a skin condition, you will no doubtly die anyway." With this statement, he turned around and strode to the windows, where Pheobus was currently standing. "Any idead where we are?" he asked the soldier quietly.

Pheobus glanced side-long at Frollo, whilst still facing the window, "No clue, sir," he muttered, "But I doubt it's Paris..."

In Another Classroom, Another Portal Opens, Gaz is playing her gameslave 2.

Clopin tumbled to the floor of the classroom, his hand puppets and hat flying forwards. His Frollo puppet landed on Gaz's desk. Djali landed beside Clopin, letting out a bleat of annoyance.

Clopin stood up and glanced frantically around the classroom. "Where?" he muttered.

Gaz looked at the puppet with little interest, Then went back to playing.

Clopin dashed to the back of the classroom and picked up his hat, putting it on his head, and the puppets. As he picked up the Frollo puppet he stared at the GS2 and raised an eyebrow as Gaz played it. He wondered what it was, and where he was; as well as where the others might be. He hadn't heard the bells ring at their normal time to strike the morning mass. He walked behind Gaz and leaned over her shoulder to better see the game, the lttle bells one his clothes jingling as he did so.

Djali gave out a confused bleat and began to eat one of the students' papers.

Frollo turned around and pointed at Ms. Bitters, "YOU! Where are we?" he glared at her as he waited for a response.

Stuent looked and tilts her head, Gaz continues to play, explains where they are.

Frollo frowned, then turned back to Pheobus, "What are we supposed to do? I haven't any idea if this...place has a Palace of Justice, or a law system for that matter!" He stared out the window for a time, then muttered, "Do we even have the right currency?"

Pheobus shrugged, still staring out the window. "Here's another question: where are we to stay?"

Zim looks at them "I donno"

Dib thinks hard.

's looks at them "well you will have to stay with one of the stuents."

Frollo sighed, turning to the students he announced, "Very well then; which of you children will feel charitable enough to take in we four lost souls?" He stared at each student intensely.

Clopin, now thoroughly entranced by Gaz's GS2 tapped her shoulder and muttered, "I'm a bit confused as to where I am, so...can I come home with you? You know, until I know my way in this town..."

Djahli bleated and stared at Gaz.

Gaz looks at him and says "Sure whatever" Thats her way of saying yes.

Everyone points to Dib.

Dib blinks.

Clopin smiled and continued to watch her play her GS2. Djahli stated to eat some of Gaz's papers.

Frollo stared at Dib and smirked, "Very well, we shall stay with you; at least, until we can find our way back to where we belong." He turned to the window and laughed.

Pheobus smiled and looked out the window, So, he thought, We're staying at the child with the large head's house...

Gaz keeps playing and ignores the fact her paper is being eatten.

Dib smiles nervously "Okay".

Esmeralda smiled and stood up. Walking to Dib's chair she said, "So, when do we leave? I'm tired of this drab little building with it's small rooms."

Clopin turned away and walked over to the window, sitting on it's sill. "Tell me when we leave," he said cheerfully.

Gaz didn't look up "As soon as skool is over".

Dib sighs "Still have 2 hours left" he says.

Esmeralda frowned, "Oh yay..." she muttered, glaring at the floor. She sat down next to Dib's desk and stared at the clock, pouting.

Frollo turnedto look at Esmeralda and quickly turned away. He found her so alluring, the way she stared and pouted at the clock. He stared out the window and tried to drive his feelings of lust from his mind.

Qausimodo just stared at the floor, he was used to long waits in enclosed spaces. He let his imagination wander and soon enough, he was having an amusing conversation with the eraser that lie on the floor in front of him, Dib looked up "Sorry"...Was all he said.

Esmeralda sighed, "It's okay..." She returned once again to pouting at the clock.

Clopin sat on the window sill and looked over his shoulder at the world outside the building. He found it odd, with all it's gray buildings tha were made of some material other than stone.

Djahli stopped eating Gaz's paper and stood by the window, front hoofs on the sill, staring outside.

Dib starts working again.

Gaz keeps playing going on next level.

Qausimodo turned his face to the clock and watched as it's hands moved ever so slowly.