"Class, now do you see why Hamsters are evil, and need to be banished?" Ms. Bitters questioned, finishing their lecture.
Mostly everyone nodded, but Zim simply looked up at the clock, waiting for the filthy day to end. It was 2:58. 'So close...' Zim thought, tapping his foot. Dib, who wasn't paying any attention whatsoever to the teacher, was watching Zim closely. Why, you may ask? Well, Zim was acting awfully suspicious, and kept being late for the past week or two. Dib knew he was up to something, he simply didn't know WHAT. The other kids didn't notice this, and as always, accused Dib of being crazy. The bell rang, making all the kids cheer and run out the door with their backpacks. Zim ran out quicker than anyone else, eager to get to the base. Running out the doors, he took all the shortcuts he knew and finally arrived. "Home, at last!" Zim cried, walking inside.
GIR was sucking on a can, watching one of the many pointless Earth broadcasts. "GIR! I thought I told you to stop watching this... this... GARBAGE!" Zim scolded, taking off his disguise.
GIR simply laughed maniacally, throwing his hands in the air. 'When will that robot ever learn?' Zim asked himself, using the toilet as an entrance to his laboratory. As he went down, thoughts whirred in his head about his latest creation of doom. The doors to the elevator opened, allowing Zim to step foot into his work area. On a small table lied a very strange, but harmless looking box. "Oh, Dib-Stink, You won't even see it coming..." Zim muttered, beginning to laugh.
This was certainly going to be interesting.