Years had passed. Eventually, he had to realize that they were not going
to come. After all, he wasn't stupid. Much smarter than these humans he
shared this planet, this place called Earth, with. Zim sighed. Back on Irk,
he would be even more powerful than the Almighty Tallests. Standing at
5'10", he was no longer a puny little runt. Then again, he mused, they most
likely wouldn't even recognize him. Earth's atmosphere had done funny
things to the determined invader. His skin was no longer the pale green
shade it had been when he had first arrived on the planet. After a time, it
had browned to an olive tone, still tinged with green, but less garish than
before. Much better at passing for a human now, Zim had the admiration of
plenty humans, male and female alike. But that didn't matter to him. He was
an Irken Invader, and not interested by human affairs. He was distant to
everyone. A jarring bump drove him out of his musings, as he stumbled and
fell to the floor.
"Dammit... Zim, you'll pay for this." Narrowed eyes stared at Zim from under choppy violet bangs. "How fucking many times have you run into me this week? Four? It's only fucking MONDAY!" Fuming, Gaz collected her books and stalked off while Zim tried to think of an acceptable retort, and finding none, he resorted to fifth grade insults.
"You have a pleasant day too, human stink-beast..." he muttered angrily under his breath as he picked himself off the ground. Just as he had changed, Gaz had too. Not much, by a long shot, but she had definitely changed. She'd ditched her dress in middle skool, varying with a black sweatshirt with purple sleeves and hood, and simple black jeans. Nothing about her hair or face had really changed, except for the black eye makeup that now accentuated her eyes. The most shocking change was the absence of her game slave. She no longer carried it everywhere with her, though it did show up every now and then. Even as Gaz slowly changed though, Dib stayed almost the exact same. His height may have been the only difference. At 5'10", he was the exact same height as Zim, neither of them liking it. The only other noticeable change was the eyebrow piercing he had picked up somewhere along the way. No one knew the story behind it, and no one bothered to ask. He still believed that Zim was an alien, but he had given up on convincing the rest of the skool. He was content with their small battles, but frustrated at his losses. To make matters worse, he was blindingly jealous of Zim, and how he had all the girls falling at his feet. Especially Tay... Oh that made Dib mad. So very, very mad. Tay had been Dib's secret crush since sixth grade. He was completely infatuated with her, but her affection was aimed at Zim.
Naturally, Zim was oblivious to this. He just couldn't grasp the concept of love. It was simply too human for him, therefore, he avoided it at all costs. It just didn't make sense to him.
He sighed again. After all, what difference did it make? He was Irken anyway, and even if he wanted to, he doubted that he even COULD love someone.
'Besides,' he decided to himself, 'it's too much work to have emotions besides anger.' with that, he gave up on thinking and walked to class.
"Dammit... Zim, you'll pay for this." Narrowed eyes stared at Zim from under choppy violet bangs. "How fucking many times have you run into me this week? Four? It's only fucking MONDAY!" Fuming, Gaz collected her books and stalked off while Zim tried to think of an acceptable retort, and finding none, he resorted to fifth grade insults.
"You have a pleasant day too, human stink-beast..." he muttered angrily under his breath as he picked himself off the ground. Just as he had changed, Gaz had too. Not much, by a long shot, but she had definitely changed. She'd ditched her dress in middle skool, varying with a black sweatshirt with purple sleeves and hood, and simple black jeans. Nothing about her hair or face had really changed, except for the black eye makeup that now accentuated her eyes. The most shocking change was the absence of her game slave. She no longer carried it everywhere with her, though it did show up every now and then. Even as Gaz slowly changed though, Dib stayed almost the exact same. His height may have been the only difference. At 5'10", he was the exact same height as Zim, neither of them liking it. The only other noticeable change was the eyebrow piercing he had picked up somewhere along the way. No one knew the story behind it, and no one bothered to ask. He still believed that Zim was an alien, but he had given up on convincing the rest of the skool. He was content with their small battles, but frustrated at his losses. To make matters worse, he was blindingly jealous of Zim, and how he had all the girls falling at his feet. Especially Tay... Oh that made Dib mad. So very, very mad. Tay had been Dib's secret crush since sixth grade. He was completely infatuated with her, but her affection was aimed at Zim.
Naturally, Zim was oblivious to this. He just couldn't grasp the concept of love. It was simply too human for him, therefore, he avoided it at all costs. It just didn't make sense to him.
He sighed again. After all, what difference did it make? He was Irken anyway, and even if he wanted to, he doubted that he even COULD love someone.
'Besides,' he decided to himself, 'it's too much work to have emotions besides anger.' with that, he gave up on thinking and walked to class.