Hey guuuuys! TaraTheMewMew here... well. I changed my pen-name. So don't think I'm a different person... kay? Oh, I've had horrific writers block and issues the past month(s) so I'm REALLY sorry I haven't updated! If I do happen to get reviews [I hope you guys are still reading! ^^] It would be greatly appreciated if you could give me little ideas on how to write the next chapter, so I don't get writers block again. Thank you for being patient and I hope you enjoy the corniness of this chapter! =D K IS FOR KITE! [...Don't ask...]

Licorice's POV

I was in my room packing the last of my stuff, my parents were expecting me to board the plane in an hour or so. I rented some kind of cart so I could carry what I had, I of course left stuff behind because we weren't selling the house...yet. I had to obviously now keep an eye out for Zim, who hell knows what he'll do now. I wheeled the surprisingly very heavy cart through the house, shoving the door open with it. It looks really stupid rolling it down the street, but I suppose it won't matter since I won't be here much longer anyway. I decided not to say bye to anyone, since no-one is gonna care anyway. After rolling this cart 2 miles nearly, or it seemed like it, and receiving and giving glares to people., I finally had arrived at the airport. I was rolling it up to the side of the building where it was to be unloaded when I ran into someone I REALLY didn't want to.

END OF POV

"...Ugh. What are you doing here?" Licorice's red eyes fell upon the irken leaning up against the airport door.

"Stopping you from leaving, what else?" His "evil-plan" grin spread across his face, still Licorice seemed quite unphased.

"I don't care what you do, I'm out of here. Away from you, away from all these... ignorant, weird, stupid people." She gave an intense glare followed by a growl, and wheeled the cart right past him. His facial expression faltered and he seemed to realize what he had to do.

"Uh, Lici-human, wait."

"WHAT." She spun around on her heels with a maddened look, but it quickly faded away when she saw what was pratically on her face.

"...What is this.." She asked unemotionally. backing away from it, in no intention of taking it form his hands.

"It's... uh... what you call... a..." He thought, and again. Obviously he had forgotten what they were called.

"A... present..?" She filled in, he nodded simply.

"Yes, that. I knew that, I was just... TESTING YOU." Licorice rolled her eyes but smiled slightly... same as always. But she still didn't trust him.

"How do I not know it's some kind of ticking bomb or something?" She crossed her arms, with her side-glare.

"It's not. Errr... Just, open it right now? I'll stand here too.." He seemed AWFULLY nice,considering what he had done just DAYS before. Licorice just didn't see how it was adding up. She stared intensely at him but his eyes didn't falter once. So she took it from him.

"Alright.. fine. But if it's ANYTHING that is.. you know, like.. a bomb. I will, HURT YOU..." She wasn't very good at threats, so once again, he was unphased by her words. She opened it up slowly and stared.

And stared some more... Then she burst out laughing.

"What? what's so funny?" Zim asked defensively.

"T-This! Why? Why did you get me a kite?" She talked through her laughing outburst, she was confused and yet hysterical.

"So? I don't know what you like... I just saw it." He looked down, instead of yelling back, which Licorice was surprised.

"Wait, You're serious? This isn't a joke?" She was still giggling slightly, but was interested nonetheless.

"It's not a joke." He said simply, crossing his arms.

"Wow. I'm surprised... and suspicious. Why did you do what you did the other day? You lost my trust by doing that."

"I just didn't want you to leave. I don't know how to make you not"

"Well, let's see. Instead of trying to kidnap me, you could, oh, I don't know, JUST TELL ME." Licorice started her rage again, her red eyes were quivering back and forth and her cat tail was whipping side to side.

"I can't do that sort of thing. I'm not like that."

"Ugh. okay. Fine. MAYBE, I'll accept that. BUT, why don't you want me to leave?" She glared intensely, if glaring could kill, he'd be dead ten times over.

"I-I just DIDN'T WANT YOU TO!" He yelled in a usual act of Zim, turning around and literally storming away. Licorice rolled her eyes, impressed by the answer, a bit still confused, and a possible change of mind. She pulled out her phone and snapped it open.

"Maybe I won't leave after all... Maybe."

Yes, the worst chapter ever. I'm sorry. It's late, I'm tired... I PROMISE the next chapter will be better. Please give me ideas! :D Thank you!