"Dib." Zim heaved a sigh.
"Zim." Dib looked cross. Instantaneously, Zim reacted.
"Why hello there," he paused, then scantily remarked, "Dib." He made kissing noises. The traumitized Dib stood in complete shock.
"Zim, is this some kind of joke-"
"Oh, no joke here." He reminded Dib of Marylin Monroe.
"Zim, look. I hate to do this, but I need a favor." Dib cringed at the idea of asking ZIM for a favor.
"Why, lil' ol' me?" He ran his hand along puny Dib's chest. Then Zim realized what he was doing.
"Uh..." Zim looked around. He slammed the door to refrrain from further embarrassment.
"Zim!" He still couldn't believe the idea of asking of the suggestion.
"Zim, I know you're in there! I need to ask you something, then... then.." He thought of something to give to him, "I'll forget about this." The door opened.
"What do you need you-" Zim struggled against the effect, "handsome lil man." Dib leaned his huge forehead over and smiled.
"I have that recorded." Zim's eyes shot up.
"WHAT?? What would a filthy stink beast such as yourself need? Tell me!!" He scowled.
"I... uh... see..." He rubbed the back of his head. Dib grinned. He leaned in and whispered in Zim's antennae. Zim's eyes grew humungous.
"No way! Nu-uh!" He resented being even ASKED such a thing. Dib waved a small tape in the palm of his hands.
"Fine, FINE! I'll..." Zim gulped.
**LOOKEE ME! I am the queen of all cliffhangers! Sorry that the chapters aren't long, but HOW MANY COMMERCIALS DO THEY HAVE DURING ZIM?? Almighty Buddha~! Hehe... R'N'R! I'd looooove to hear what you think will happen! NYAHAHAHAHAH!!** =^.^= (kitty!)
"Zim." Dib looked cross. Instantaneously, Zim reacted.
"Why hello there," he paused, then scantily remarked, "Dib." He made kissing noises. The traumitized Dib stood in complete shock.
"Zim, is this some kind of joke-"
"Oh, no joke here." He reminded Dib of Marylin Monroe.
"Zim, look. I hate to do this, but I need a favor." Dib cringed at the idea of asking ZIM for a favor.
"Why, lil' ol' me?" He ran his hand along puny Dib's chest. Then Zim realized what he was doing.
"Uh..." Zim looked around. He slammed the door to refrrain from further embarrassment.
"Zim!" He still couldn't believe the idea of asking of the suggestion.
"Zim, I know you're in there! I need to ask you something, then... then.." He thought of something to give to him, "I'll forget about this." The door opened.
"What do you need you-" Zim struggled against the effect, "handsome lil man." Dib leaned his huge forehead over and smiled.
"I have that recorded." Zim's eyes shot up.
"WHAT?? What would a filthy stink beast such as yourself need? Tell me!!" He scowled.
"I... uh... see..." He rubbed the back of his head. Dib grinned. He leaned in and whispered in Zim's antennae. Zim's eyes grew humungous.
"No way! Nu-uh!" He resented being even ASKED such a thing. Dib waved a small tape in the palm of his hands.
"Fine, FINE! I'll..." Zim gulped.
**LOOKEE ME! I am the queen of all cliffhangers! Sorry that the chapters aren't long, but HOW MANY COMMERCIALS DO THEY HAVE DURING ZIM?? Almighty Buddha~! Hehe... R'N'R! I'd looooove to hear what you think will happen! NYAHAHAHAHAH!!** =^.^= (kitty!)