Chapter six: Wait a Minute…
"Class, as you all probably know the Sleepy Sweets burnt down about a week ago." Ms. Bitters growled. "I'm here to tell you that the skool board says that if a child needs to talk to me about a death I'm here. Well every one in the doomed apartment complex died. So talk."
Dib raised his hand. "Ms. Bitters everyone couldn't have died. My new sitter lived there."
"Oh, you poor, doomed child." Ms. Bitters said showing no emotion at all. "The fire started on the first floor and there were no fire escapes. No one survived."
"That's impossible." Dib murmured.
* * *
Dib sat typing at a computer. "Then it's true." He said looking up with a face filled with horror. "There were no survivors. Could Teresa have lied to me? Or, maybe…" Dib gulped. "She's a ghost."
The lunch bell rang and her heard tuns of footsteps in the hall rushing to the lunchroom. They almost sounded eager.
Dib stared down at his alien handcuffs. 'I'm gonna figure this out.' He thought.
Dib rushed out of the library and ran smack-dab into Zim.
"Watch where you're going, worm-baby." Zim mumbled.
"Going to lunch, Zim." Dib said in a nasty tone. "I don't expect you to eat anything."
"Of course I will gorge my normal human belly so full with the filth that I won't be able to hear." Zim said giving his belly a squeeze.
"Save your lies, Zim, I'm busy." Dib said pushing past him and running down the hall.
"That's right, run from Zim!" He called after Dib.
Dib rushed all the way home. When her got there, panting, he pointed an accusing finger at Teresa.
"What did I tell you about cafeteria food?"
"You're not human!" Dib yelled. "Or else you lied to me!"
"Class, as you all probably know the Sleepy Sweets burnt down about a week ago." Ms. Bitters growled. "I'm here to tell you that the skool board says that if a child needs to talk to me about a death I'm here. Well every one in the doomed apartment complex died. So talk."
Dib raised his hand. "Ms. Bitters everyone couldn't have died. My new sitter lived there."
"Oh, you poor, doomed child." Ms. Bitters said showing no emotion at all. "The fire started on the first floor and there were no fire escapes. No one survived."
"That's impossible." Dib murmured.
* * *
Dib sat typing at a computer. "Then it's true." He said looking up with a face filled with horror. "There were no survivors. Could Teresa have lied to me? Or, maybe…" Dib gulped. "She's a ghost."
The lunch bell rang and her heard tuns of footsteps in the hall rushing to the lunchroom. They almost sounded eager.
Dib stared down at his alien handcuffs. 'I'm gonna figure this out.' He thought.
Dib rushed out of the library and ran smack-dab into Zim.
"Watch where you're going, worm-baby." Zim mumbled.
"Going to lunch, Zim." Dib said in a nasty tone. "I don't expect you to eat anything."
"Of course I will gorge my normal human belly so full with the filth that I won't be able to hear." Zim said giving his belly a squeeze.
"Save your lies, Zim, I'm busy." Dib said pushing past him and running down the hall.
"That's right, run from Zim!" He called after Dib.
Dib rushed all the way home. When her got there, panting, he pointed an accusing finger at Teresa.
"What did I tell you about cafeteria food?"
"You're not human!" Dib yelled. "Or else you lied to me!"