AN: Written as a Christmas present for my darling little muse, TheUnaffectionist. : ) You precious thing you, I hope you enjoy this.
A is for Amazing
Zim smirked at his reflection in the window of the classroom, waiting for the teacher to start talking again. He had already completed the stupid 'What I did over winter break' essay that was assigned. He lied about the whole thing of course, just making up stupid teenage-human things like traveling with hundreds of your relatives to distant places. He had actually spent the time on Irk… Well, close to it anyway.
He looked back down at the page long essay, smirk fading. This was elementary skool work anyway, what was the teacher thinking? At least this way, he could find out what the stink beast had done during his absence. It was all very important to know, of course, in case he had actually thought ahead and used the time for training in the marital arts (or whatever the stupid human's called it).
The Irken glared over to the exact seat he knew his enemy sat in.
fin-A
c: I'd love to hear what you guys think of this as I go through it, but def not necessary. Just enjoy!