When Zim arrived at school the next morning, he was met by a crazed crowd of happy children who where anxious for the day to end and the weekend to begin. The day was starting off horribly. He had a terrible breakfast of marshmallow cereal, and had forgotten his backpack. Looking around, he saw no sign of Tiz. Dib, however, found him and ambled over. "So she escaped your clutches?" he asked, clenching his fist.
"Where is she, filthy human cow?" Zim queried dully.
"How should I know?" Dib blurted. "And if I did know, I wouldn't tell an alien like you!" Zim rolled his eyes and prowled around the rest of the grounds for his girlfriend. Dib glowered and shoved his hands into his coat pockets, walking off to find something to occupy him until class. The day was moving unusually slow, but the other immature children seemed oblivious to it. They were screaming and running as usual, playing with balls and other toys. Unsurprisingly, Gaz was also caught up in her own world of the Game Slave system she took everywhere. Dib was about to approach her when he heard someone crying from underneath the slide next to him. He figured he might as well check it out, seeing on how his sister didn't look to be in one of her best moods.
Dib crouched down and found the golden-haired girl hugging her knees in the sand. "Tiz?" Dib asked quietly. She made little notice of him and tried to wipe her tears away. "What's the matter?" he sat across from her. She pulled away indifferently to his concern when he noticed the awkward way she was holding her arm. Dib shook his head in disgust. "Did he do this to you?"
Tiz looked at him with alarm. "I…" her eyes darted around until they slowly met his. "How…did you…?"
"Ever since the day you moved here it's been obvious." He replied, scratching his head. "The way he treats you."
"Oh…it's really…that obvious?" she sniffed and looked at her injured arm. "It's just…when he gets angry sometimes…"
"I'm just surprised the teachers haven't noticed."
Tiz grabbed Dib's arms in terror. "You can't tell them!" she cried. "He'll-"
"Don't worry!" he said, pushing her away. "They wouldn't believe me if I told
them. I've already tried. But I'll find some way to help you." He assured.
"…You…you will?" she swallowed. "How?"
"I don't know." He admitted. "But I will."
Tiz gave one last look to Dib before she stood to the sound of the bell. "Th-thanks." She said, walking off briskly. Dib waved, and turned his head away from the puddle of Tiz's blood that had gathered in the corner.
"There you are!" Zim snapped as he pointed to Tiz. "Come, my love bird!" he crowed falsely.
"Hi Zim." She said.
"I have bought you a muffin, love!" he said, handing her a chocolate muffin and wrapping his arm around her shoulders a bit too tightly.
"Uh, well, thanks." She looked down at it.
Zim grinned. So simple…He chuckled inwardly.
Meanwhile, at home, G.I.R. sat on the couch with a banana and teriyaki smoothie. "I wonder where master keeps the chocolate syrup!" he said to himself loudly. He hopped off the couch and scurried into the kitchen, climbing onto the counter and digging through the cupboards. "Cherries, chili, lemonade mix, Tang!" he sat on the counter and looked down in dismay. "No chocolate syrup…" He was about to look elsewhere when a certain object caught his eye. "Ooooh, Zimmy forgot his backpacky!!" he shouted. "I know, I'll make a cake in it for him!"