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Zim: THAT'S RIGHT! NOW SHUT IT FLYING RAT THING!

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Basically it's an AU ZADR story where Dib and Zim meet in Juvenile Hall. Zim's got a bunch of disorders and Dib was framed and given a life sentence because he's the 'crazy kid'.

IZ (c) Jhonen Vasquez
Story (c) ME XD

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Chapter 7:
TACOS

Dib groaned being dragged off by Dwicky. "Do we HAVE to do art's and crafts everyday?"

"Well of course silly!" Mr. Dwicky cheered. "It's fun and builds character!"

Zim growled and glared at Dib. "Yes Dib-slime, it is fun." Zim said the word fun as if he were going to barf. Dib sighed and decided he'd at least enjoy the fact that Zim wasn't going to be having fun either.

"Alright boy's take your seats!" Mr. Dwicky shoved them both into the cafeteria table. "Today we're going to..." His voice droned on but Dib had tuned it out by this point.

A light giggling came from the seat beside him and he glanced over to the the ever annoying puff kid Keef. "What?"

"You two are so cute together~" he giggled again before launching one of the art supplies at Dwicky's head.

Groaning Dib returned to playing with some of the supplies in front of him. 'It's always the same here isn't it?'

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"Are you sure he has to be here?" Dib asked shooting a hateful glare at the stupid jolly green midget cuffed to him. The two had been dragged out of the cafeteria by Dwicky after arts and crafts and were now stuck in the counselors office.

Zim glared right back. "Not like I'm here by choice."

"Now, now, Dib," Dwicky cheered happily. "The more the merrier! Plus, I can't un-cuff you too till your fighting has stopped."

"We were never fighting! We were arguing!" Dib shouted exasperated. Now not only did he have to do everything else with the stupid freak. He also had to go through the pointless counseling sessions with him. "Can't you just let us go with a warning?"

"So what got you in here Dib?" Dwicky asked ignoring him and changing the topic.

"The stupidity of the human race." Dib grumbled crossing his arms only to have them jerked uncrossed by Zim who wanted his arms to himself.

"Oh now, Dib you can't keep blaming everyone else for your own mistakes. You'll never get better if you do." Dwicky smiled at him from behind his desk.

"Get better? Get better at what? I'm stuck in jail for the rest of my life! All because everyone thinks I'm crazy and charged me for crimes I didn't commit! Shouldn't I get a trial or something?" Dib snapped at him exasperatedly.

"Your father chose for a jury-less trial, you spoke with the judge he sent you here." Dwicky nodded trying to get back to the 'issues'.

"You know who he is right? I doubt it, my dad hates the fact we're related, won't even admit it."

"I see you have several home issues Dib, is your fathers abandonment the reason you turned to crime?" Dwicky asked glad he could tie it back to what they were SUPPOSED to be talking about.

"GAH!" Dib slammed his head against the wall. "It's pointless talking to you, you're all stupid!"

"Now you see how I feel." Zim grumbled glaring at Dib again.

Dib stared blankly at him for a moment. "Says the Martian who talks to plush toys."

"ZIM IS NO WORTHLESS MARTIAN!" Zim snapped at him jabbing a finger in his chest as he jumped to his feet. "And Gir is no mere plush toy! He's My-"

" Your what?"

Zim froze. "Uhh My... MOMENTO! Yes that's it."

"Aww that's sweet." Dwicky interrupted the two. "I guess you've finally found some common ground." He giggled happy as usual.

"Are you high or something all the time?" Dib asked giving Dwicky a blank stare.

"Well not ALLL the time." Dwicky smiled petting Dib's head.

" I shouldn't have asked." Groaning Dib held his face in his hands. Can we just go now?"

"Hmm, well your half hour isn't up yet, but you two do seem to have some things to talk about, so I suppose I'll let you out to be alone for the rest of our time."

"Really? We can go just like that?" Dib starred a bit surprised.

"Sure." Dwikcy smiled wide standing up and opening the door. "I'll just take you back to your room."

"Well alright." Dib grinned glad something was finally going right. He tugged on his cuffed wrist and Zim growled at him for it.

"I will come at my own time stupid hyuman!" Dib rolled his eyes as Zim sat for a minute or so before standing up. "Now it is my time!" he quickly dragged Dib to the door where Dwicky was waiting.

"Well let's be off~" Dwicky cheered and led the two out of the soundproof room.

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Dwicky was ranting on and on in his cheery voice and Dib was ignoring him but sadly he didn't fail to notice the janitor standing across the hall glaring at him and holding- "Oh god."

"I'm watching yoooouu." The janitor let out as a high pitched witchy voice as he waved a partly smashed taco in his hand.

"O-oh god.." Dib's mouth fell open. 'That cannot be possible! He did NOT find a taco in the door!'

"Move it Dib beast!" Zim snapped wanting to get into the room and not noticing what Dib was staring at.

Dib continued staring at the janitor who kept wagging the taco in the air, until the door was closed on him and he was once again locked in the small room with the Grinch.

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