ooo gets slashy here (^*^) Some people have their minds in the gutter!! Minds in the
gutter I say! OK now I'm taking some stuff from Romeo and Juliet in this, and It belongs
to a master writer Shakespeare.. Who insolently stole the plot from an older Greek drama.
Here that? Famous people can get their ideas from older people! This will be a very short
chapter. Oh and I drew this pic of Mike and Mia
http://www.angelfire.com/de2/LandofEragooth/InvaderZim/IZpics/mia_mike.jpg
A line of book he had to read and know in 9th grade surfaced in Zim's mind. Though he
found the book ridicules, and liked tybalt the best, Zim found it somewhat appropriate.
"Did my heart love till now? forswear it sight, for I ne'er saw true beauty till this night"
He whispered it aloud as he gazed at her golden eyes. "Love. Humans called this amazing
feeling love." He walked, almost in a daze to her and gently took her hand. He bowed and
kissed it. "Fair lady will you allow me, a slave of your desire this dance?" Gaz was
shocked, her first thought was to yank her hand away, and if it was not Zim she would
have. She smiled a thing so rare that Zim felt the room brighten at it.
"You may honor me with a dance." The music was not even right for it but they danced
anyway. Hours seemed to fly in a wordless stream of music and laughter.
Dib stepped out of his car. At 18 he was more then qualified to drive, and his dad had
bought him a car without even asking him if he had a permit. Dib figured at least he
knew his age. Gaz had ordered him to pick her up. Fearing her soul consuming wrath he
obeyed. Gaz was 17 and she had her own learning permit. Dib decided he would stop
driving the day she got a license, as well as advise the rest of humanity to do so.. Because
his dad was off saving the world.. Dib got stuck teaching her. He shuddered again at what
were quickly becoming repressed memories. Stepping over several stoned and over
intoxicated bodies, he made his way into the house. Too drunk to move bodies littering
the floor greeted his sight. Only two people were still dancing and even able to think.
They were his sister, and his enemy.
Mia looked at the dark and gloomy building that had the faded sign Police on it. pulling
her hat down over her eyes she walked into what might be a trap. She had no choice in the
matter. Walking up to the front desk, she stood head down in front of the old lady that sat
behind it. The lady who looked as if she thought Mia deserved to be in one of the cells,
gave a gruff
"What do you want?" as a hello. Mia just asked politely
"I think you may have picked my brother up. Our parents are getting worried could you
please tell me if he's here."
"what's his name." The lady looked at Mia suspiciously.
"Mike Membrane"
gutter I say! OK now I'm taking some stuff from Romeo and Juliet in this, and It belongs
to a master writer Shakespeare.. Who insolently stole the plot from an older Greek drama.
Here that? Famous people can get their ideas from older people! This will be a very short
chapter. Oh and I drew this pic of Mike and Mia
http://www.angelfire.com/de2/LandofEragooth/InvaderZim/IZpics/mia_mike.jpg
A line of book he had to read and know in 9th grade surfaced in Zim's mind. Though he
found the book ridicules, and liked tybalt the best, Zim found it somewhat appropriate.
"Did my heart love till now? forswear it sight, for I ne'er saw true beauty till this night"
He whispered it aloud as he gazed at her golden eyes. "Love. Humans called this amazing
feeling love." He walked, almost in a daze to her and gently took her hand. He bowed and
kissed it. "Fair lady will you allow me, a slave of your desire this dance?" Gaz was
shocked, her first thought was to yank her hand away, and if it was not Zim she would
have. She smiled a thing so rare that Zim felt the room brighten at it.
"You may honor me with a dance." The music was not even right for it but they danced
anyway. Hours seemed to fly in a wordless stream of music and laughter.
Dib stepped out of his car. At 18 he was more then qualified to drive, and his dad had
bought him a car without even asking him if he had a permit. Dib figured at least he
knew his age. Gaz had ordered him to pick her up. Fearing her soul consuming wrath he
obeyed. Gaz was 17 and she had her own learning permit. Dib decided he would stop
driving the day she got a license, as well as advise the rest of humanity to do so.. Because
his dad was off saving the world.. Dib got stuck teaching her. He shuddered again at what
were quickly becoming repressed memories. Stepping over several stoned and over
intoxicated bodies, he made his way into the house. Too drunk to move bodies littering
the floor greeted his sight. Only two people were still dancing and even able to think.
They were his sister, and his enemy.
Mia looked at the dark and gloomy building that had the faded sign Police on it. pulling
her hat down over her eyes she walked into what might be a trap. She had no choice in the
matter. Walking up to the front desk, she stood head down in front of the old lady that sat
behind it. The lady who looked as if she thought Mia deserved to be in one of the cells,
gave a gruff
"What do you want?" as a hello. Mia just asked politely
"I think you may have picked my brother up. Our parents are getting worried could you
please tell me if he's here."
"what's his name." The lady looked at Mia suspiciously.
"Mike Membrane"