Ms. Bitters twitched a shrivled eye toward the back of the class.
"Who is that new naive idiot that found it's way here??" she shrieked, pointing with her yard stick.
The girl in the back sat perfectly still, with her hands folded across the graffiti laden desk in the picture of innocence. Her hair was dark green, and her eyes were a purplish color.
She was also over 5 feet taller than the rest of the students.
"Aren't you a little OLD to be here?" asked one of the children.
"I have come here to steal your cupcakes..." the girl said sweetly. "NOW HAND'EM OVER!"
Suddenly a small green robot smashed through the window with a red cape tied around its tiny neck. It spoke with a deep, commanding voice that said,
"Not while i have vigilance over this land, shall any cupcakes be harmed, or mistreated!"
Zim stared blankly. "GIR?" The robot did a few flips in the air and smiled insanely. "Yes master?"
"What ARE you doing here?" the Irkian asked in annoyance.
"Uhmmm...." the class was silent as the robot thought for a second.... "OH YEAH!" It screamed and lunged at the tall girl.
"SUPERGIR TO THE.....uhhh....mmmm..." As GIR sat down to think, Ms. Bitters waddled down from her desk to where the tall girl lay on the linolium floor and poked the girls nose with her yard stick.
"YOU arent welcome here.....whats your name, slime in training?"
"Drea."
"Yes well...YOU arent welcome here DREA!"
"YEAH!" Came a chorus of other young voices around her, "GET OUT OF IZ WORLD! YOU DONT BELONG HERE!"
The children chased Drea out of the classroom and out to the playground. They climbed onto the monkey bars, and swing sets, surrounding her and chanting in high pitched squeals and shrieks.
Zim and Dib came up to her, side by side, each holding a sharpened pencil.
"Shall we?" Zim asked.
"She's got it coming after her last story about me!" exclaimed Dib, and they shot the knife-sharp pencil points straight at Drea's heart!
****~~~~~*****BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP*******~~~~~~***
"ARRGGG!" Drea shot up out of bed, slammed her fist down on the alarm clock to quiet its insesent (spell check?) alarming, and shuffled half asleep down her steps.
It was good she woke up anyway, she had the best idea for a story....
______
BUM BUM BUM! I HAVE WRITTEN AN EVIL SI! AND FINISHED IT! AND POSTED IT! AND HAVE SUCCESFULLY ANNOYED PEOPLE!! MWAHAHAHAHA! MWWWAHHHAAA! MWAHHAA--oof!
*fall out of chair*
im ok.
"Who is that new naive idiot that found it's way here??" she shrieked, pointing with her yard stick.
The girl in the back sat perfectly still, with her hands folded across the graffiti laden desk in the picture of innocence. Her hair was dark green, and her eyes were a purplish color.
She was also over 5 feet taller than the rest of the students.
"Aren't you a little OLD to be here?" asked one of the children.
"I have come here to steal your cupcakes..." the girl said sweetly. "NOW HAND'EM OVER!"
Suddenly a small green robot smashed through the window with a red cape tied around its tiny neck. It spoke with a deep, commanding voice that said,
"Not while i have vigilance over this land, shall any cupcakes be harmed, or mistreated!"
Zim stared blankly. "GIR?" The robot did a few flips in the air and smiled insanely. "Yes master?"
"What ARE you doing here?" the Irkian asked in annoyance.
"Uhmmm...." the class was silent as the robot thought for a second.... "OH YEAH!" It screamed and lunged at the tall girl.
"SUPERGIR TO THE.....uhhh....mmmm..." As GIR sat down to think, Ms. Bitters waddled down from her desk to where the tall girl lay on the linolium floor and poked the girls nose with her yard stick.
"YOU arent welcome here.....whats your name, slime in training?"
"Drea."
"Yes well...YOU arent welcome here DREA!"
"YEAH!" Came a chorus of other young voices around her, "GET OUT OF IZ WORLD! YOU DONT BELONG HERE!"
The children chased Drea out of the classroom and out to the playground. They climbed onto the monkey bars, and swing sets, surrounding her and chanting in high pitched squeals and shrieks.
Zim and Dib came up to her, side by side, each holding a sharpened pencil.
"Shall we?" Zim asked.
"She's got it coming after her last story about me!" exclaimed Dib, and they shot the knife-sharp pencil points straight at Drea's heart!
****~~~~~*****BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP*******~~~~~~***
"ARRGGG!" Drea shot up out of bed, slammed her fist down on the alarm clock to quiet its insesent (spell check?) alarming, and shuffled half asleep down her steps.
It was good she woke up anyway, she had the best idea for a story....
______
BUM BUM BUM! I HAVE WRITTEN AN EVIL SI! AND FINISHED IT! AND POSTED IT! AND HAVE SUCCESFULLY ANNOYED PEOPLE!! MWAHAHAHAHA! MWWWAHHHAAA! MWAHHAA--oof!
*fall out of chair*
im ok.
