~The next day, Sunday, 9:00, at May's/Miz's house~
I woke up with the sun streaming through the window. I need curtains. I don't have money. I need money for food, and curtains. I have been living off of the free samples and the disgusting flavorless cafertiria food at HiSkool but other than that I am starving. I feel okay right now but there are cetain times when I am afraid I will kneel over if I won't get any food into my system. I am awake and I am contemplating how I should find food before I collapse. How deal with upcoming problems without being to overwhelmed. How I should live without a life. I lie there, I shouldn't get up. If I do then I would have to face the world, the world that doesn't know who I am. Every person in the world, at some point in their life, they want to run. They want to runaway. Maybe that's what I did. I am very good at running. I hurry through this week, through the very few memories I have, I run. Everyone wants to run, want to come clean. They all want to be able to turn from the world and forget about it, and the world would forget about them. I turned to the world and the world turned away, and said "I don't know who this is, why should I care?" But despite all of this Dib loves me. Despite all of this Zim likes me. Despite everything there is love. And like the world, when they turn to me I say "I don't know who you are, why should I love you?" I feel guilty and sad. I shouldn't be mean. I shouldn't act the way I do. I will be nicer. I won't be mad. I will try, and make an effort to meet their emotions half way.
I pull my legs in, and kiss my knees, "I love you…" I said, to get the feel for the words. I kiss my knees again "I love you, knees, I have loved you my whole life!" I said to my knees. Then Miz walks in
"But I thought you loved me!" She said. I still can't believe they are siblings.
"hey, Miz…"
"yeah?"
"What are we going to do for food?" I asked, "I mean, you have lived alone for a longer period of time. You should know how to get food right?"
"I do."
I sat up and touched my feet to the dusty, wooden floor. "Tell me, please."
"Sorry," She winked at me, laced her fingers and placed them under her chin "It's a secret," she then pressed a finger to her lips and whispered "Shhh" She then walked away. I was now awake so I decided to clean the house to the best of my abilities.
I walk out of my room in shorts and a tank top that Gaz gave me. I leaned against the wall next to the front door. I saw Miz grab her jacket, hat and cane. I think it was hers, I don't know where she got it from. She then told me "I'm going out, do you like hamburgers?" I nodded, assuming that I do, "…No mustard" I know that I don't like mustard. She leaves And I stay here. "I think I am going to visit Dib…no I am going to visit Zim…I don't know…" I reconsider cleaning the house. I have plenty of time to do that. I pace around the house trying to decide which weirdo I should mingle with…
~meanwhile in Miz world~
I was walking down the street approaching the Hub, also known as the black market. It is on the other side of town. But it is worth the walk. I perform there and I trade information with money. I know everything. It has always been an instinct of mine. The Tallest would have found it useful. But they had to send my defect of a brother on an important invasion. I could play that game as well. I sent myself to earth but had to destroy my Sir unit. The Tallest will see how well I can survive. I blend in into the natural surroundings of this miserable earth planet. I use the skills I have to gain money. The people who want information give me information just by asking for it. If the head of the mafia asked where the warehouse 5 workers live, chances are that he is trying to make a deal or a kill. Using this information, I track down the reason, and I can sell that on the Hub. I sell no objects but this is close enough.
I walk towards my corner and I do a few simple escape tricks for the lost tourists. For them they believe I am an orphan and want me to continue living independly from my parents. Amazing! This is what I do every day. Today I got enough money for two cheeseburgers. But I don't sell any information on Sundays. The gangsters, Mafia, and those in the seedy underbelly of the streets, try to be good on Sundays, even if they aren't Christian or Jewish.
I walk to Bloaty's Hamburger Pig, and I order two cheseburgers. Human food is so disgusting, but not the fast food. I have come tolerate human life, but it is odd. It is very, very, very odd.
I get my chesseburgers and walk home. My new home. Yeah it's clear that Zim has a little crush, even though it is in our DNA not to feel any emotional attachment to anyone except the soul mate. She seems to have him hanging by a thread. But unfortunately she's stupid and probably doesn't see it. I can just kick her out of the house and she can live with Zim. She can prove to be a useful pawn in my game. I just have to use her to throw Zim off of his mission. But first I have to feed her…
~At home, May's POV~
"I'm here! Get the food!" Miz yells when she comes in. I rush to her and grab the food. I set each burger on either side of the small table we have in the living room, took a seat and started eating.
I love you Miz, I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you!
"I love you Miz. I love you!" I said while trying to eat.
Okay that is how they get food. And that was the inside of Miz's mind!
~La Vida Roko~
