Zim held his breath and dived into a goo. Dib shuddered, but did the same. Zim swam through the dark green goo to a small hatch, they swam through that, and then were left to two walls. Zim took a deep breath when they reached the rally point. Dib joined him.
"Great, now which way?" Dib muttered. Zim grabbed his arm and pulled him down. Two guards passed them. They rose. "Some warning next time would be nice."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Come on," Zim said and they ran across the courtyard. After that they tossed up a graveling-hook to the top of the wall and climbed. Zim stopped and Dib did too. A few guards walked along was wall. Then they made it too the top and were about to slide down to the other side when they were spotted. A light shown on them.
"Oh poop," Dib muttered. Zim looked around. He saw four long stick things.
"Grab those!" he shouted. Dib was confused but did so. Zim took on and planted it on the ground. "Hold onto the others and get on my back."
"What?"
"DO IT!" Zim screamed. Dib got onto his back and Zim got onto the long stick. He balanced himself and then they moved forward. Dib made a quiet concerned noise. "Hand me the next one." Dib handed him one. Zim set it on the ground and jumped onto it. Dib nearly fell off but kept his balance.
"This is insane," he muttered as he handed Zim another. They continued forward. Dib handed him the last one. "That's it! We're not going to make it!"
"Oh yes we are!" Zim shouted. He pulled a cord on Dib's backpack. A shoot came out and they flew upward. As they did Zim grabbed Dib's leg, but he didn't have a good grip. He tried to get a better one, but ended up getting a worse one instead. Dib watched with wide eyes as Zim continued to slip. Before he had his last, he said: "At least you are anyway." Zim fell.
"Zim!" Dib shouted. He quickly grabbed all the strings on both sides, pulled them together, and dropped. Zim was right under him. He took out one string and lassoed it around Zim's arm. He let the shoot go and yanked on the string. Zim flew upward and Dib grabbed him with his legs. Zim yelled out in shock and fear and held onto Dib's legs.
"Holy cheese cakes with butter!" Zim shouted. He looked up. Dib didn't smile but smirked.
"We're a team," he said. Dib thought a moment. "Team, Zib?" Zim nodded.
"Sounds better then Dim, that would be calling ourselves stupid," Zim said. Dib chuckled and nodded.
"True," he said. "But it's only temporary." Zim nodded and looked forward. They continued to glide for some time, until a strong wind blew them and Dib pulled the right strings out.
They fell out of the sky and into a small hole filled with mud. Zim didn't move, he was in shock and still trying to comprehend what just happened. Dib stood up and shook off some of the mud. He rubbed some out of his eyes and gaped. Zim was just starting to stand up.
"We made it," he muttered. Zim stood up and looked at him. He froze and Dib looked at him. "We made it." Zim put both hands on Dib's shoulders.
"Say that one more time," Zim said.
"We made it!" Dib said. They both smiled big smiles.
"We made it!" Zim shouted.
"We made it!" they shouted together. Dib jumped on Zim and they fell into the mud, both laughing. And then they headed for Zim's house, because he had a cleaner shower.
