Chapter 10
The day of the dance was fast approaching. There was no telling when it would come down. Well actually there was. The dance was meant to happen on Friday. As they sat in class every child was perfectly aware that it was Wednesday. They only had two more days before they had to dance in the skool hall with other kids.
Zim worked on the sheet that Ms. Bitters had given him. He was having a little bit of difficulty doing the work though. To prepare for the test he'd studied math and science. But this sheet wasn't about either.
His eyes scanned over the room and landed on Brooke.
She had her hair pushed back behind her ears so that she was able to see the paper. Her pencil was moving fast on the paper. She erased a few things a couple of times but other than that she seemed to know exactly what it was she was doing.
He sighed. How does she know so much? How on Irk can she do this page?
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Brooke tapped her pencil against her lip. She looked at the questions in front of her. And hurriedly she filled them out to the best of her abilities. It looked like something that Ms. Bitters would accept. If it hadn't been for the fact that the questions were pointless and didn't help with her future. But then, all the better.
She already knew enough about the human body to look at them in crime labs. And she was a pretty good writer so she could fall back on that and her artistic skills as well.
Broke looked over her paper.
Under the chair where Zita is sitting, before the big bang, there was what? Nothing
Can roosters fly? Only if they have rocket launchers strapped to their backs.
Is Dib crazy? Yes.
Who is the most important man on the Earth? Professor Membrane
Mars is? Probably heading past planet Blorch by now.
You want to be what when you grow up? A forensic pathologist
Why? Because I like to tear things apart and look inside them
What's your backup? Now that's creepy… Writer/artist
Why? People say that I'm good at it and I think it would be acceptable to fall back on something like that.
We are all? Doomed… doomed… doomed!!
Brooke smiled at the work.
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Zim eyed his answer, pretty satisfied.
Under the chair where Zita is sitting, before the big bang, there was what? Nothing
Can roosters fly? If ZIM commands of it then yes.
Is Dib crazy? Most definitely.
Who is the most important man on the Earth? ZIM
Mars is? A planetary spaceship that can be manned by a single pilot to crush planets or simply roll around on the surface. Had Mercury not interfered that would have happened to Earth! Mwahahahaha!!
You want to be what when you grow up? The lord of all humans
Why? To show humans that ZIM is much better than they
What's your backup? ZIM needs no backup!
Why? I am ZIM!
We are all? Doomed… doomed… doomed!!
Ms. Bitters collected the papers.
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10 minutes later she passed them out again. Brooke smiled at her page. Surprisingly she had gotten all perfect.
Zim smiled too. Although he didn't get perfect it was the best he'd gotten on one of these strange tests.
He glanced at Brooke. She's good luck!
She eyed him. "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing!"
"Zim and Brooke, sitting in a tree," chimed the class. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!"
At the end of the day every child that had been in the class, save for Dib, Zim and Brooke, left with black eyes and bloodied noses. Courtesy of EB.
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Kim: Don't know why I did this… I was sort of bored. Just like in the last one. Ha!
Brooke: Idiot…
