Round One
Author's notes: This chapter is a little abstract but lately I have been on a creativity shortage so for the circumstances I don't think it's that unbearable.
Thanks to the people who left nice reviews I really appreciate it! :)
Miss. Bitters had been standing there scanning the classroom for about 1 hour, no one was even scared anymore let alone paying attention, finally she spotted a small (well basically all of them are small) boy in back and pitched the ball in his direction knocking him off his desk. "Akkkkkkkk!!!" The boy screamed in alarm as he hit the floor, which had just been cleaned with new supper ultra extremely lemony fresh pinesol limited edition #45. Zim, who had been making up his list of ways to destroy Dib (poor Dib, this really isn't his day), began laughing hysterically at the squirming child on the ground. "Stupid earth monkey, he has plummeted to his lemony DOOM to escape the wrath of ZIM!" He then began laughing in an insane fashion once again until he was interrupted by a girl sitting in back who was obviously getting very agitated with this repeated act of Zim's, " He got hit with the ball you idiot, and honestly I don't see why anyone would be afraid of you! I mean so you're green, short, really, REALLY weird, creepy, don't have any friends, I don't think you eat lunch either, and did I mention that you're green?" Zim pondered on something to say, "Well, um, at least I'm not pink!" The girl seem to be losing amusement "whatever" she muttered deciding the latest issue of *TEEN SCREAM* was more interesting. Miss. Bitters, who hadn't seemed to notice all of this, began to speak, "Well Emil since you got hit first I will give you an easy question" she began, the boy sighed, "What is the capital of Baca Baca?!"
"Uh….Georgia?"
"NO!" The Ball then disappeared from the spot it had laid on the ground, and reappeared in Miss. Bitters' hand. She then began to aim another pitch.
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It had been another hour and that same question still stumped everyone.
Zim stared in horror at the sport he had once mocked. He was one of the few "people" that had not been chosen to be doomed, at least not yet. Dib was also still in the game. Hmm think Zim what is the capital of Baca Baca? Hmm well lets first try and figure out where Baca Baca is, well I don't think I've ever heard of it. Maybe it's a new country, it must be since I've never heard of it, or even seen it on a map. Hmm……, Zim thought, as another child hit the floor wreathing in pain.
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Dib watched Zim pondering on what kind of evil scam he was coming up with this time. He probably brain washed Miss. Bitters into coming up with this stupid game, wait then why does he look so afraid? His scam is probably out of control. But then what the master plan? There's always a master plan. There has to be. Think Dib think………, Dib was then hit in the head with the blue foam ball; luckily he landed in his chair and not on the lemony floor. "Dib, what is the capital of Baca Baca?!" miss. Bitters asked.
"Well…" Dib then began to wish he had been pondering on that instead of Zim's "master plan". "This must be a trick question, Baca Baca does not exist, if it did it would show up on the map you have pulled down" Dib continued motioning to the map of a very different world than our own.
"Incorrect, you lose!"
Miss. Bitters (who already had the ball in her hand) began to aim once again.
Wh…………No that can't be right I knew that, But how, Huh? No, Arrrg! Dib sat in a confused daze as Miss. Bitters once again threw the ball.
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Zim watched as the blue foamy ball traveled around the room, he noticed that he seemed to be the only one left, so he decided that this was a perfect opportunity to take a bathroom brake. As he raised his hand he neglected to notice the blue-ish form speed towards him. The piece of foam hit him in the stomach, causing him to plummet to his lemony DOOM. "My squidelyspooch!" he screamed out in agony falling to the ground. "Zim what is the capital of Baca Baca?" Miss. Bitters questioned getting bored. Hmm………Zim think…………think……think!!!!!!! Arrrrg!!! Stupid pain, stupid floor, stupid ultra extremely lemony fresh pine sole limited edition # 45………… Zim thought, I'm going to have to guess
"Umm… somewhere some place?" Zim guessed weakly.
"Correct, Zim you win!" Miss. Bitters answered with her usual lack of enthusiasm, "Now who's ready for round two?"
The entire class groaned (except for Zim who was raving once again about how one day he would rule the world)
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Once I get my inspiration back I'll write round two. :)
(P.S: I do not know if that is the correct spelling of squidelyspooch, I always thought it was squidelysplooch, but a friend told me that was how it was spelled)
Author's notes: This chapter is a little abstract but lately I have been on a creativity shortage so for the circumstances I don't think it's that unbearable.
Thanks to the people who left nice reviews I really appreciate it! :)
Miss. Bitters had been standing there scanning the classroom for about 1 hour, no one was even scared anymore let alone paying attention, finally she spotted a small (well basically all of them are small) boy in back and pitched the ball in his direction knocking him off his desk. "Akkkkkkkk!!!" The boy screamed in alarm as he hit the floor, which had just been cleaned with new supper ultra extremely lemony fresh pinesol limited edition #45. Zim, who had been making up his list of ways to destroy Dib (poor Dib, this really isn't his day), began laughing hysterically at the squirming child on the ground. "Stupid earth monkey, he has plummeted to his lemony DOOM to escape the wrath of ZIM!" He then began laughing in an insane fashion once again until he was interrupted by a girl sitting in back who was obviously getting very agitated with this repeated act of Zim's, " He got hit with the ball you idiot, and honestly I don't see why anyone would be afraid of you! I mean so you're green, short, really, REALLY weird, creepy, don't have any friends, I don't think you eat lunch either, and did I mention that you're green?" Zim pondered on something to say, "Well, um, at least I'm not pink!" The girl seem to be losing amusement "whatever" she muttered deciding the latest issue of *TEEN SCREAM* was more interesting. Miss. Bitters, who hadn't seemed to notice all of this, began to speak, "Well Emil since you got hit first I will give you an easy question" she began, the boy sighed, "What is the capital of Baca Baca?!"
"Uh….Georgia?"
"NO!" The Ball then disappeared from the spot it had laid on the ground, and reappeared in Miss. Bitters' hand. She then began to aim another pitch.
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It had been another hour and that same question still stumped everyone.
Zim stared in horror at the sport he had once mocked. He was one of the few "people" that had not been chosen to be doomed, at least not yet. Dib was also still in the game. Hmm think Zim what is the capital of Baca Baca? Hmm well lets first try and figure out where Baca Baca is, well I don't think I've ever heard of it. Maybe it's a new country, it must be since I've never heard of it, or even seen it on a map. Hmm……, Zim thought, as another child hit the floor wreathing in pain.
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Dib watched Zim pondering on what kind of evil scam he was coming up with this time. He probably brain washed Miss. Bitters into coming up with this stupid game, wait then why does he look so afraid? His scam is probably out of control. But then what the master plan? There's always a master plan. There has to be. Think Dib think………, Dib was then hit in the head with the blue foam ball; luckily he landed in his chair and not on the lemony floor. "Dib, what is the capital of Baca Baca?!" miss. Bitters asked.
"Well…" Dib then began to wish he had been pondering on that instead of Zim's "master plan". "This must be a trick question, Baca Baca does not exist, if it did it would show up on the map you have pulled down" Dib continued motioning to the map of a very different world than our own.
"Incorrect, you lose!"
Miss. Bitters (who already had the ball in her hand) began to aim once again.
Wh…………No that can't be right I knew that, But how, Huh? No, Arrrg! Dib sat in a confused daze as Miss. Bitters once again threw the ball.
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Zim watched as the blue foamy ball traveled around the room, he noticed that he seemed to be the only one left, so he decided that this was a perfect opportunity to take a bathroom brake. As he raised his hand he neglected to notice the blue-ish form speed towards him. The piece of foam hit him in the stomach, causing him to plummet to his lemony DOOM. "My squidelyspooch!" he screamed out in agony falling to the ground. "Zim what is the capital of Baca Baca?" Miss. Bitters questioned getting bored. Hmm………Zim think…………think……think!!!!!!! Arrrrg!!! Stupid pain, stupid floor, stupid ultra extremely lemony fresh pine sole limited edition # 45………… Zim thought, I'm going to have to guess
"Umm… somewhere some place?" Zim guessed weakly.
"Correct, Zim you win!" Miss. Bitters answered with her usual lack of enthusiasm, "Now who's ready for round two?"
The entire class groaned (except for Zim who was raving once again about how one day he would rule the world)
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Once I get my inspiration back I'll write round two. :)
(P.S: I do not know if that is the correct spelling of squidelyspooch, I always thought it was squidelysplooch, but a friend told me that was how it was spelled)