The bell rings, and my heart almost leaps out of my chest. I slip my hands into my bag and pull out the things I need as I walk out of the classroom, following Zim at a wide distance. Maybe it's a good thing that he feels overly confident today... for he may be letting his guard down.

To my beautiful, beautiful advantage, within seconds that sprinted by, there is a thud, and then a satisfying click. I had swiftly tackled him the the ground... and his wrists were neatly fastened in the handcuffs. I must have had a stroke of good luck today. Zim lets out a frustrated yelp as he realized what I had just done.

"Dib...! What...!?" He panics and struggles to break free. I shiver. He sounds amazing when he's terrified.

"Shut up." I growl, and then I force him to stand as I drag him out of view of anyone that might walk by and see us. I pull him up close to me, aggressively, and I cover his mouth with my hand. His eyes fill with fear. "If you say one word, I swear, I will fucking kill you. No, worse. I'll turn you inside out and I'll rip you apart." I feel my eyes flare, and in return, Zim's eyes echo back with horror. He knows I mean it. Making sure no one sees, with my free hand, I pull out the tranquilizer... a large needle. Zim shivers. I begin to hold it up towards him...

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