What Have I Been Missing All These Years????!!!!
The pale 19-year-old glared through his medium length jet-black hair and over his thick black framed glasses. First he glared at his tall roommate. Then He glared at the dark digital dashes that made the 6:30 AM on his wristwatch, then back to his roommate. He stood up, kicking his feet into a pair of furry brown slippers with black plastic claws in the front. His too long black pajamas with a gothic purple skull and crossbones motif tripped him before he reached the door. Catching himself on against the wall he mumbled something about unnatural circadian rhythms and stomped down the hall toward the bathroom. His pale roommate stared after him with squinted emerald green eyes. The tall male left standing alone in the room made a "humph" noise as he flexed his fists against his hips. He would have looked a superhero posing if it hadn't been for the malice in his expression. He remained standing like that until his honey eyed roommate returned, slamming the door and knocking raven locks across the pale slightly green tinged forehead of the taller boy.
"6:30 in the morning, Zim, SIX FUCKING THIRTY!!!!" He screeched.
Glancing at his watch Zim agreed, "Quite so. Now, we must be off!!!!"
Zim turned and marched out the door. After a few moments he returned. "DIB!!!!," he shouted at the teenaged Goth, who had fallen asleep standing up.
"GAHHHH!!!!"
"Dress now, puney earth born worm, for, I, the Almighty Zim, must not be late to clASS!!!!" Zim emphasized his point both with the sound of his voice and a raised finger.
"Uuuuhhhhnnnngggg...." was the distressed reply as Dib slowly pulled black and dark purple clothes from his closet and began to dress....
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A still groggy Dib followed his tall roommate to the on campus coffee shop in the University Center, or UC as the students tended to call it. Zim paid for the usual breakfast that the teens shared as Dib sat at their usual table.
"What's so important about today's class that we have to get there an hour early, huh, Zim????"
"Nothing," Zim said around a mouthful of blueberry bagel, he loved blueberry bagels....
"Zim, I didn't come here to watch you eating bagels for an hour."
"Do you want to here my idea or not????" Zim queried the drowsy Dib.
Dib immediately perked up. Zim's ideas were usually pretty lame, but they were always fun. At least they were since he stopped trying to take over the world a couple years back....
"What idea," Dib visibly perked up at the thought of the pair's past exploits.
Zim smiled slyly and chewed on his bagel, forcing Dib to wait even longer. He loved to watch the play of emotion on the human's face when he was made to wait. Dib had grown impatient over the years they had known one another. As Zim slowly sipped his orange juice until Dib had had enough.
"ZIM!" he shouted cause everyone else to star at the two for a few seconds.
Zim giggled a bit at the slight blush across Dib's cheeks. "Well, Dib-human, I thought it would be enjoyable for us to visit this...carnival...thing...that is occurring at the park tomorrow."
Dib stared for a moment. "YOU WOKE ME UP AT 6:30 TO ASK ME TO GO TO THE CARNAVAL!!!!????" Dib turned bright red at all the people gawking at him and Zim, who seemed to have completely missed the implications of Dib's statement.
"...Yes...????" Zim was torn between reactions, should he find Dib's shouting humorous or depressing.... Did he want to go or not????
Dib sighed, unsure if he should be glad that Zim had missed the connotation or not. There were so many ways in which he still was so inhuman. Dib sighed again before saying "sure Zim, sounds like fun."
Zim cheered at that. He had to admit that when the Tallest had been over thrown and the Invader program had been abandoned, he had been afraid at first. He had been afraid that he would be alone with only GIR for company on this desolate ball of dirt. He was thrilled that he had been wrong. Zim smiled that smile that always seemed to make Dib smile in return.
The pale 19-year-old glared through his medium length jet-black hair and over his thick black framed glasses. First he glared at his tall roommate. Then He glared at the dark digital dashes that made the 6:30 AM on his wristwatch, then back to his roommate. He stood up, kicking his feet into a pair of furry brown slippers with black plastic claws in the front. His too long black pajamas with a gothic purple skull and crossbones motif tripped him before he reached the door. Catching himself on against the wall he mumbled something about unnatural circadian rhythms and stomped down the hall toward the bathroom. His pale roommate stared after him with squinted emerald green eyes. The tall male left standing alone in the room made a "humph" noise as he flexed his fists against his hips. He would have looked a superhero posing if it hadn't been for the malice in his expression. He remained standing like that until his honey eyed roommate returned, slamming the door and knocking raven locks across the pale slightly green tinged forehead of the taller boy.
"6:30 in the morning, Zim, SIX FUCKING THIRTY!!!!" He screeched.
Glancing at his watch Zim agreed, "Quite so. Now, we must be off!!!!"
Zim turned and marched out the door. After a few moments he returned. "DIB!!!!," he shouted at the teenaged Goth, who had fallen asleep standing up.
"GAHHHH!!!!"
"Dress now, puney earth born worm, for, I, the Almighty Zim, must not be late to clASS!!!!" Zim emphasized his point both with the sound of his voice and a raised finger.
"Uuuuhhhhnnnngggg...." was the distressed reply as Dib slowly pulled black and dark purple clothes from his closet and began to dress....
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A still groggy Dib followed his tall roommate to the on campus coffee shop in the University Center, or UC as the students tended to call it. Zim paid for the usual breakfast that the teens shared as Dib sat at their usual table.
"What's so important about today's class that we have to get there an hour early, huh, Zim????"
"Nothing," Zim said around a mouthful of blueberry bagel, he loved blueberry bagels....
"Zim, I didn't come here to watch you eating bagels for an hour."
"Do you want to here my idea or not????" Zim queried the drowsy Dib.
Dib immediately perked up. Zim's ideas were usually pretty lame, but they were always fun. At least they were since he stopped trying to take over the world a couple years back....
"What idea," Dib visibly perked up at the thought of the pair's past exploits.
Zim smiled slyly and chewed on his bagel, forcing Dib to wait even longer. He loved to watch the play of emotion on the human's face when he was made to wait. Dib had grown impatient over the years they had known one another. As Zim slowly sipped his orange juice until Dib had had enough.
"ZIM!" he shouted cause everyone else to star at the two for a few seconds.
Zim giggled a bit at the slight blush across Dib's cheeks. "Well, Dib-human, I thought it would be enjoyable for us to visit this...carnival...thing...that is occurring at the park tomorrow."
Dib stared for a moment. "YOU WOKE ME UP AT 6:30 TO ASK ME TO GO TO THE CARNAVAL!!!!????" Dib turned bright red at all the people gawking at him and Zim, who seemed to have completely missed the implications of Dib's statement.
"...Yes...????" Zim was torn between reactions, should he find Dib's shouting humorous or depressing.... Did he want to go or not????
Dib sighed, unsure if he should be glad that Zim had missed the connotation or not. There were so many ways in which he still was so inhuman. Dib sighed again before saying "sure Zim, sounds like fun."
Zim cheered at that. He had to admit that when the Tallest had been over thrown and the Invader program had been abandoned, he had been afraid at first. He had been afraid that he would be alone with only GIR for company on this desolate ball of dirt. He was thrilled that he had been wrong. Zim smiled that smile that always seemed to make Dib smile in return.