Disclaimer: once again I do not own any characters except for cli.
Chapter two: A cafeteria full of doominess
Cli was sitting at her desk thoroughly bored. So bored in fact that she had taken to watching a fly buzz happily around another kids head. The fly soon tired of this sport and flew up towards a sparking light. It was probably drawn toward it in some kind of trance. When the fly got too close a spark hit it and it exploded in a puff of smoke. It then hurled to the ground and landed in a well overdone heap.
Only seconds after the fly hit the ground the bell rang. It was time for lunch. O.k. class you are now officially doomed to eat lunch. You are all doooomed. Doom doom doom doom… Most of the class went racing out of the classroom with the exception of Cli who was quite content with walking and zim. Zim approached her and started to speak. Greetings pitiful human scum thingy I was chosen to be your walk around buddy (zim cringed while saying buddy) and show you around the skool. I am required to do… things with you until you are… settled.
Cli looked at zim strangely. Zim continued to speak. Uh… I must first set one thing straight. STAY AWAY FROM DIB. I have no further advice to give you besides warning you not to eat the cafeteria food, today were having anchovies and sweet pickle relish in a bun. Cli was disgusted.
When Cli entered the cafeteria there was a major food fight in progress or a major food fling I might say, everyone was throwing food at the kid in the black trench coat. When cli tried to walk to an empty seat she was almost hit by a moldy penutbutter and pig fat sandwich that was covered in sweat and sour sauce. Instead it flew past her and lodged itself in the mouth of another kids throat. The kid started to gag and threw-up the sandwich and a considerate amount of saliva and blood before collapsing on the ground and rolling around in it obviously he still had some lodged in his throat. No one seemed to notice this.
Cli searched the room for an open seat that wasn't in the middle of the food fling (now kids were throwing objects at the kid in the trench coat that weren't edible.) the only empty seat was next to zim. Zim hadn't noticed when she sat down next to him because he was too busy watching the kid in the trench coat get pummeled. "Ha take that dib" he shouted as the kid in the trench coat or dib was hit in the head with an extremely large item. Dib fixed zim with a glare and zim glared back. This didn't continue for long because only a moment later dib was hit with a chair in the stomach area. Lets see how your weak human organs can take that my squidelyspooch is much stronger than your… your… filthy humany things. (Zim was at a loss for words.)
The chaos in the lunch room went on well after the bells rung and into the afternoon. When the kids finally returned to class it was time for them to go home. Dib went home right after kids stopped throwing things at him he was badly injured and wasn't at skool the next few days.
More soon
nuna
Chapter two: A cafeteria full of doominess
Cli was sitting at her desk thoroughly bored. So bored in fact that she had taken to watching a fly buzz happily around another kids head. The fly soon tired of this sport and flew up towards a sparking light. It was probably drawn toward it in some kind of trance. When the fly got too close a spark hit it and it exploded in a puff of smoke. It then hurled to the ground and landed in a well overdone heap.
Only seconds after the fly hit the ground the bell rang. It was time for lunch. O.k. class you are now officially doomed to eat lunch. You are all doooomed. Doom doom doom doom… Most of the class went racing out of the classroom with the exception of Cli who was quite content with walking and zim. Zim approached her and started to speak. Greetings pitiful human scum thingy I was chosen to be your walk around buddy (zim cringed while saying buddy) and show you around the skool. I am required to do… things with you until you are… settled.
Cli looked at zim strangely. Zim continued to speak. Uh… I must first set one thing straight. STAY AWAY FROM DIB. I have no further advice to give you besides warning you not to eat the cafeteria food, today were having anchovies and sweet pickle relish in a bun. Cli was disgusted.
When Cli entered the cafeteria there was a major food fight in progress or a major food fling I might say, everyone was throwing food at the kid in the black trench coat. When cli tried to walk to an empty seat she was almost hit by a moldy penutbutter and pig fat sandwich that was covered in sweat and sour sauce. Instead it flew past her and lodged itself in the mouth of another kids throat. The kid started to gag and threw-up the sandwich and a considerate amount of saliva and blood before collapsing on the ground and rolling around in it obviously he still had some lodged in his throat. No one seemed to notice this.
Cli searched the room for an open seat that wasn't in the middle of the food fling (now kids were throwing objects at the kid in the trench coat that weren't edible.) the only empty seat was next to zim. Zim hadn't noticed when she sat down next to him because he was too busy watching the kid in the trench coat get pummeled. "Ha take that dib" he shouted as the kid in the trench coat or dib was hit in the head with an extremely large item. Dib fixed zim with a glare and zim glared back. This didn't continue for long because only a moment later dib was hit with a chair in the stomach area. Lets see how your weak human organs can take that my squidelyspooch is much stronger than your… your… filthy humany things. (Zim was at a loss for words.)
The chaos in the lunch room went on well after the bells rung and into the afternoon. When the kids finally returned to class it was time for them to go home. Dib went home right after kids stopped throwing things at him he was badly injured and wasn't at skool the next few days.
More soon
nuna