HOLA, PEPITOS AND PEPITAS(copyright j2twdp) Yet another story for you to read until you die of sheer BOREDOM! It's a good one, trust me. It's about this girl who comes to the skool with a secret, and the secret is, she's-
Ransom: -claps hand over authors mouth- STFU before you ruin the story!
Mia: HOLY SHIT, YOURE ALIVE!
Ransom: -rolls eyes- Yes, I am amazing. NOW GET BACK TO THE FUCKIN STORY!
Mia: Language, Random!
Ransom: -facepalms-

"Class, for reasons my 200-year old brain will never understand, the skool board has decided you may have candy on Valentine's Day again," Ms. Bitters announced to her 9th grade class. "however, if you end up like..." her voice dropped to a whisper, "little... Evan... Weiss... Then I will gouge out your eyes and pass THOSE out as candy. Are we clear?"

"Yes, miss Bitters," the class answered in unison.

"It's MS., you miserable excuses for- ANOTHER ONE?" screamed the fearsome sight that was the freshman homeroom teacher.

A young girl with cropped red hair, a red Alice band, and a quarter sleeve shirt and jeans that hung around her small frame had walked to the door, a note in her hand.

"Speak your name, give your candy, and sit down, UNLESS YOU WANT TO SEE THE SPINNING CHALK!" (Points if you know where this is from)

The girl tilted her head to the side. "Spinning chalk?" She asked in an innocent voice. She shook her head to clear it, cleared her throat, and said, "My name is Bree, I'm from London, and I hope to make friends with all of you." She made a little curtsey and passed out her candy before sitting down in the seat next to the bored Irken, who had miraculously slept through all of Ms, Bitters' screaming.

"Excuse me?" She asked as she poked the sleeping alien.

"ZIM IS HUMAN!" The boy shouted, shortly before falling out of his seat.

Bree giggled and said, "My name's Bree, but you wouldn't know that, being asleep for half the period." Zim felt a little awkward sitting on the ground, so he picked himself up and looked at the HYOOMAN'S eyes and stared. Her eyes were like...Honey. No, more like amber. Gold? It floated around her pupils and froze around him.

Oh, my Tallests, what sort of hyooman witchery is this?

"Tallests? Who are they?" It suddenly occurred to Zim that he'd said that out loud. Bree shook her head. "Never mind. I probably don't want to know, do I? Well, here, I brought some candy." She held out a hand with one of the mentioned sweets. "It's not going to bite!" she laughed.

"Uh... Thank you, worm baby..." Zim examined the THING in his hand thoughtfully. "I'll, uh, save it for later."

Watching the scene carefully this whole time was the big-headed- "MY HEADS NOT BIG!"- paranormal investigator, Dib.

"What's wrong, Zim? Can't handle a little candy?" he yelled mockingly across the room before eating his own candy.

"No way, Dib stink! ZIM LOVES candy! I just, uh... I'm just not hungry. I, um, had a big lunch."

"But it's HOMEROOM! We haven't even HAD lunch yet!"

"So?"

"SO? Well, we- I- you- ALIEN SCUM!- aw, forget it." the big-headed child slumped back down in his seat.

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PARADOX, YAY!
Ransom: You know, I've been thinking of shooting YOU out the airlock.
Mia: Then what would happen to my kitty?
Ransom: I'll shoot that out of the airlock too.
Mia: -gasp- You MONSTER!