OMFG, I'M SOOOOO SORRY! I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN FOREVER! YOU PROBABLY ALL HATE ME! TwT
To make it up to you loyal viewers still reading this story, I'm gonna be posting 3 chapters for you. that's right. THREE. That's a LOT, believe me. I just feel terrible for making you wait so long for a story that's been completed for MONTHS. :(
Here's chapter 1 of 3 that I'm typing today. Enjoy!
Throbbing
It was official; I had caught this 'flu' illness.
How else could I explain why my entire body was screaming in agony every time I moved?
Worst of all, I had to grit my teeth and bare it. If Dib found out I was sick, he'd jump at this great opportunity to defeat me once and for all.
Although, I was kinda failing at the whole 'acting' thing today.
"What's the matter, Zim?" Dib growled, slamming his tray of disgusting Earth food next to my seat and sitting down. "You look pale... Pale with fear!"
I glared at him as best as I could. "Stupid worm-"
I was interrupted by a spasm of coughing. During the entire episode, Din watched and laughed.
"Aw, poor little Zim! Brought down by a little illness!"
"Shut-" Cough. "Up-" Cough. "You pathetic-" Cough. "Worm baby." Cough, cough.
"'Worm baby'!? Is that the best you can do!?"
I tuned him out. It was the only way I could stop the warm, mushy feelings from overcoming me.
It wasn't working today.
"Soon, Zim! Soon I will expose you for the alien you are!"
"Mm-hm," I muttered, poking at my food. It was Chinese, one of the only foods I could stomach on this stupid planet.
And I wasn't hungry. I just couldn't eat it.
... I missed Irken food.
"I look forward to your autopsy!"
"That's nice, Dib," I mumbled, getting up and walking off.
Dib growled. "Where are you going!?"
"I've got class work," I stated. Judging by my throbbing head, though, I wouldn't get it done.