Dib sat stewing in his room, staring blankly at his computer, while sipping at his soda. "Why do Alien traps have to be SO expensive?" He whined, scrolling down the web page. He was trying to find something that would capture Zim, but buying anything off the Internet was expensive.
"DIB!" Dib cringed, hearing his sister's angry voice from the kitchen. "What Gaz?" He stood, leaving his room and going into the kitchen. Gaz's eyes were wide and burning with anger. "You drank the last soda, AGAIN, didn't you?" She yelled, pointing an accusing finger. Dib frowned, hiding the soda in his hand behind his back. "Uh, no?"
Gaz screamed, a very long, loud, scream. Dib covered his ears, waiting until she stopped. "Okay, okay, I drank it!" He confessed, his ears still ringing. "Go. Get. More." Gaz bit each word off. "But Gaz, I'm sort of busy." Gaz's left eye began to twitch, as she opened her mouth to scream again. Dib tensed, "Fine, I'll go get your stupid soda." Gaz grinned triumphantly, picking up her Game Slave, and heading back to the couch. Dib grumbled as began to pull on his trench coat, sending glares over at his sister. She ignored them all, and continued to play
