Disclaimer: STILL don't own Zim...
Chapter 3
Mobs and Noodle Soup
The next day at skool, Ms.Bitters announced who would do what for the newspaper. Most of the class got jobs that they didn't apply for and didn't want. Zim and Dib, however, were each partially in charge of the articles and photos, which were the jobs they'd requested.
Zim shot an evil look at Dib. He had an article all planned out, and he had the perfect photo to go with it. He lightly touched the picture he had hidden in his desk. It was a photo he had made with the photofuser software of Dib eating a live chicken. Zim giggled and returned to his math paper. -- -- Dib looked out the window sadly. He hoped this would make people believe him. He had the idea for his article: Put in the picture of Zim, and write about all the things that prove that he's an alien. Simple and effective. 'I just hope they listen to me this time...' he thought, looking back at the picture of Zim he held in his hand.
(A/N: That last line made this sound like a ZADR fic....eeeeek....oO) -- -- In a week, the newspaper was ready to be published. Zim and Dib handed their articles and photos to Zita, who was in charge of putting the whole paper together. She sighed, knowing Dib's article was going to have to do with the paranormal, and walked away. Zim and Dib glared at each other, and walked out of the skool to go home. Neither of them could wait till tomorrow, when the newspaper's first issue would be printed and handed out to the whole skool. -- -- By the next afternoon, all the papers had been handed out. Dib was sitting with Gaz having lunch, as usual, and reading over his article triumphantly.
"I think I really did a good job on this, Gaz! I bet they're all stalking Zim right now..." he said. 'I just hope THAT'S the reason why no one else is at lunch...' he thought hopefully, looking around the deserted cafeteria. -- -- Meanwhile, while the teachers were down in the faculty room eating lunch, all of the kids in the skool had crowded into the hallways. A plan had gone around. A plan by Zim.
"Now WHAT'RE WE GONNA DO?!" he yelled through the hallway to the other students.
"PUT DIB IN THE COOK'S POT OF SOUP FOR BEIN' REALLY CRAZY AND EATIN' LIVE CHICKEN!" they all called back.
"GOOD! Now let's gooooooooo!!"
They stormed through the hallways towards the cafeteria, chanting "Dib noodle soup!" as they went, with Zim in the lead.
(A/N: Instead of "Chicken noodle soup", get it? 'Cause Dib was eatin' live chicken in the picture!) -- -- Back in the cafeteria, Gaz was kicking Dib repeatedly for talking to her while she was playing her GameSlave.
"OW! HEY! QUIT IT! I'M SORRY, OK?!" Dib wailed.
Surprisingly, Gaz stopped. "Ok...as long as you NEVER INTERRUPT MY GAMES AGAIN!!" she yelled, kicking him one last time. She then un-paused her game and started to play again. Then the cafeteria doors swung open...
A/N: Yay! I finally finished the 3rd chapter...4th soon to come! ^^
Chapter 3
Mobs and Noodle Soup
The next day at skool, Ms.Bitters announced who would do what for the newspaper. Most of the class got jobs that they didn't apply for and didn't want. Zim and Dib, however, were each partially in charge of the articles and photos, which were the jobs they'd requested.
Zim shot an evil look at Dib. He had an article all planned out, and he had the perfect photo to go with it. He lightly touched the picture he had hidden in his desk. It was a photo he had made with the photofuser software of Dib eating a live chicken. Zim giggled and returned to his math paper. -- -- Dib looked out the window sadly. He hoped this would make people believe him. He had the idea for his article: Put in the picture of Zim, and write about all the things that prove that he's an alien. Simple and effective. 'I just hope they listen to me this time...' he thought, looking back at the picture of Zim he held in his hand.
(A/N: That last line made this sound like a ZADR fic....eeeeek....oO) -- -- In a week, the newspaper was ready to be published. Zim and Dib handed their articles and photos to Zita, who was in charge of putting the whole paper together. She sighed, knowing Dib's article was going to have to do with the paranormal, and walked away. Zim and Dib glared at each other, and walked out of the skool to go home. Neither of them could wait till tomorrow, when the newspaper's first issue would be printed and handed out to the whole skool. -- -- By the next afternoon, all the papers had been handed out. Dib was sitting with Gaz having lunch, as usual, and reading over his article triumphantly.
"I think I really did a good job on this, Gaz! I bet they're all stalking Zim right now..." he said. 'I just hope THAT'S the reason why no one else is at lunch...' he thought hopefully, looking around the deserted cafeteria. -- -- Meanwhile, while the teachers were down in the faculty room eating lunch, all of the kids in the skool had crowded into the hallways. A plan had gone around. A plan by Zim.
"Now WHAT'RE WE GONNA DO?!" he yelled through the hallway to the other students.
"PUT DIB IN THE COOK'S POT OF SOUP FOR BEIN' REALLY CRAZY AND EATIN' LIVE CHICKEN!" they all called back.
"GOOD! Now let's gooooooooo!!"
They stormed through the hallways towards the cafeteria, chanting "Dib noodle soup!" as they went, with Zim in the lead.
(A/N: Instead of "Chicken noodle soup", get it? 'Cause Dib was eatin' live chicken in the picture!) -- -- Back in the cafeteria, Gaz was kicking Dib repeatedly for talking to her while she was playing her GameSlave.
"OW! HEY! QUIT IT! I'M SORRY, OK?!" Dib wailed.
Surprisingly, Gaz stopped. "Ok...as long as you NEVER INTERRUPT MY GAMES AGAIN!!" she yelled, kicking him one last time. She then un-paused her game and started to play again. Then the cafeteria doors swung open...
A/N: Yay! I finally finished the 3rd chapter...4th soon to come! ^^