Once in a Blue Moon
~Part 1~
Mortal Enemies
~Food Fight~
There, Zim was walking, with his lunch tray in his disgusting alien- scum hands, covered by his night black gloves. The lunch tray had the usual dirt: Corn and Mayonnaise, plus some other crud. So unknowing! Perfect. Dib tried to hide a triumphant grin as he turned around to sit at the part of the lunch bench that was not facing the table. As Zim approached Dib's table, Dib stuck his foot out, just enough that Zim tripped over it. Zim landed with his face buried in the tray of crud. Dib started to laugh as Zim slowly raised his face out of the tray. Nobody even glanced at the two.
Dib put a hand to his mouth. "Oops, did I do that?"
Zim wiped away the junk from his face and set his tray on the table beside him. "Dib, you wanna get messy? Fine with me." Zim sneered and grabbed a handful of the blue corn with the green mayonnaise smudged together with it and chugged it at Dib.
Dib merely smiled as the food hit him. "Okay, Zim. Let's play." He took a handful of his own moldy food and threw it at Zim's face.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Zim yelled.
This was another day the skool children's lunches flew.
~Part 1~
Mortal Enemies
~Food Fight~
There, Zim was walking, with his lunch tray in his disgusting alien- scum hands, covered by his night black gloves. The lunch tray had the usual dirt: Corn and Mayonnaise, plus some other crud. So unknowing! Perfect. Dib tried to hide a triumphant grin as he turned around to sit at the part of the lunch bench that was not facing the table. As Zim approached Dib's table, Dib stuck his foot out, just enough that Zim tripped over it. Zim landed with his face buried in the tray of crud. Dib started to laugh as Zim slowly raised his face out of the tray. Nobody even glanced at the two.
Dib put a hand to his mouth. "Oops, did I do that?"
Zim wiped away the junk from his face and set his tray on the table beside him. "Dib, you wanna get messy? Fine with me." Zim sneered and grabbed a handful of the blue corn with the green mayonnaise smudged together with it and chugged it at Dib.
Dib merely smiled as the food hit him. "Okay, Zim. Let's play." He took a handful of his own moldy food and threw it at Zim's face.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Zim yelled.
This was another day the skool children's lunches flew.
