ZADR—Collar
"I HATE you…."
Zim felt cockier than ever before as he walked down the hallway beside Dib. Dib on the other hand….
"Look at that!"
"What's that kid on a leash for?"
"Ha, ha, ha! He looks sooo stupid!"
"Hey, loser! Woof, woof! HA, HA, HA!"
….has been hearing things like this being directed at him, and of course, like most terrible things for Dib, this was Zim's fault.
"Well, I don't care if you hate me. You've lost, Dib-worm. I've won."
Then again, it was partially the human's fault as much as it was the alien's.
"You can't be silent forever, human. I'll make you talk to your master."
"Didn't say I'd call you "Master"…." Dib muttered. Zim heard, but didn't care.
"You said," they both recalled the situation.
"Ugh!"
"Is that the best you've got?"
"You can go harder!"
"I'll win, Zim! I'll be on top from now on!"
"NEVER! I AM ZIIIM!"
"We then agreed that whoever lost the battle would end up calling the other Master, and have to be held on a leash. I won with my endless drive. You, on the other hand…. Haven't practiced enough."
A menacing growl came from Dib. He heard one kid yell,
"Hey, look! Now the doggy's growling! Woof, woof, Dib! WOOF, WOOF!"
Then, more laughter ensued.
"If it make's you feel any better, Dib-beast, I'll trade in this cruddy leash and get you a fancier collar with a name tag and everything." Zim then let out his cruel, maniacl laughter.
"I Hate you…."
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