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A/N: I AM SOOOOOOOOO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG! First it took me a while to start writing the chapter, then I kept putting off typing it...I'm finally doing it because Teri's mad at me for something, and I hope this'll help...Hope ya like! (By the way, the formatting has kinda stinked on this because my writing program is confusing, and for some reason I can't save my documents in HTML form, so there's no bold, underlining, or italics...)
Chapter 4 (last chapter)
Attacks and Smelly Basement Rats
"CHAARGE!"
All of the kids that had been packed up in the hallways charged at the single table where Dib and Gaz sat. While Dib sat there looking bewildered, Gaz took her lunch tray and walked over to the condiment stand, not caring what the other children would do to her older brother.
"Get him!" Zim yelled out, causing the mob of kids to run up and pick up the whole table.
"What's going on?!" Dib yelled, wanting an explanation for the mob of children that was carrying his table.
"We're tired of you always talking about aliens!" Zim yelled.
"Yeah!" said Sara. "And only crazy kids like you would eat live chicken!"
The kids slowly lowered Dib's table to the center of the group.
"NOW YOU MUST SUFFER!" they all yelled, some spraying foamy string in his hair, others pouring glue on his coat and putting feathers all over him, and still others causing more damage to the confused kid with the big head.
"STOP!" he yelled, finally breaking free of the torture of his peers. He ran towards the only visible way of escape, an air vent by the corner in the floor. Suddenly, he was tackled...
"Not so fast, puny stink_creature!" Zim said, pinning Dib to the ground. He pulled out a live chicken from his I.D. Pak and stuffed it in Dib's mouth, causing him to swallow it whole.
(A/N: How the heck could he do that? God, this fic just gets weirder and weirder...)
_ _ _
After skool, Zim and Dib were sitting in their classroom, waiting for Ms.Bitters to think up their punishment.
She finally decided, turning to them. "You will both serve one detention. You" she said, pointing to Dib, "for eating a live chicken within skool boundaries, and you" she said, now facing Zim, "for making the whole skool into an angry mob of children!" She glared at them both, picking them up by the back of their collars.
"Hah!" Zim bursted out. "Zim is not afraid of this pathetic human thing you call 'detention'! It is impossible to harm the great and all_powerfull Zim with your pathetic skool procedures!"
"Oh, really?" Ms.Bitters said, carrying them to the skool's basement door.
"The basement?" Dib asked. "What are we doing here?"
"You will serve your detention in here" she replied, putting them down and handing them each a piece of chalk. "Dib, you will write this on one of the chalk boards down there 10,000 times," she said, handing Dib a slip of paper with "I will not eat live chickens within skool boundaries" written on it. "Zim, you will do the same with this," she said, giving Zim a piece of paper, this time saying "I will not organize mobs in the skool".
"But I thought there were no lights in the skool basement?" Dib said. Ms.Bitters handed him a flashlight. "There's your light," she said, throwing them both down the basement stairs and shutting the door after them.
_ _ _
Down in the basement, Dib was hitting the flashlight, trying to get it to work. "Hey!" he said, taking off the battery opening and turning the flashlight upside_down. "There's no batteries in this thing!"
"Shut your sniveling mouth, Dib_worm, and help me find the chalk board!"
_ _ _
Out in the hallway, yells echoed from Zim and Dib as they tried to navigate through the pitch_black basement. Suddenly, Dib screamed "RAT!!" and the sounds of hundreds of rats filing into the basement could be heard...
A/N: So how was it? Did you like it? Hate it? o_O Yes, kinda cruddy ending, and put together quite randomly, but I think it was quite good for an almost_14_year_old! Yesh, me will be 14 in December...Please, no flames! *cowers in corner*
A/N: I AM SOOOOOOOOO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG! First it took me a while to start writing the chapter, then I kept putting off typing it...I'm finally doing it because Teri's mad at me for something, and I hope this'll help...Hope ya like! (By the way, the formatting has kinda stinked on this because my writing program is confusing, and for some reason I can't save my documents in HTML form, so there's no bold, underlining, or italics...)
Chapter 4 (last chapter)
Attacks and Smelly Basement Rats
"CHAARGE!"
All of the kids that had been packed up in the hallways charged at the single table where Dib and Gaz sat. While Dib sat there looking bewildered, Gaz took her lunch tray and walked over to the condiment stand, not caring what the other children would do to her older brother.
"Get him!" Zim yelled out, causing the mob of kids to run up and pick up the whole table.
"What's going on?!" Dib yelled, wanting an explanation for the mob of children that was carrying his table.
"We're tired of you always talking about aliens!" Zim yelled.
"Yeah!" said Sara. "And only crazy kids like you would eat live chicken!"
The kids slowly lowered Dib's table to the center of the group.
"NOW YOU MUST SUFFER!" they all yelled, some spraying foamy string in his hair, others pouring glue on his coat and putting feathers all over him, and still others causing more damage to the confused kid with the big head.
"STOP!" he yelled, finally breaking free of the torture of his peers. He ran towards the only visible way of escape, an air vent by the corner in the floor. Suddenly, he was tackled...
"Not so fast, puny stink_creature!" Zim said, pinning Dib to the ground. He pulled out a live chicken from his I.D. Pak and stuffed it in Dib's mouth, causing him to swallow it whole.
(A/N: How the heck could he do that? God, this fic just gets weirder and weirder...)
_ _ _
After skool, Zim and Dib were sitting in their classroom, waiting for Ms.Bitters to think up their punishment.
She finally decided, turning to them. "You will both serve one detention. You" she said, pointing to Dib, "for eating a live chicken within skool boundaries, and you" she said, now facing Zim, "for making the whole skool into an angry mob of children!" She glared at them both, picking them up by the back of their collars.
"Hah!" Zim bursted out. "Zim is not afraid of this pathetic human thing you call 'detention'! It is impossible to harm the great and all_powerfull Zim with your pathetic skool procedures!"
"Oh, really?" Ms.Bitters said, carrying them to the skool's basement door.
"The basement?" Dib asked. "What are we doing here?"
"You will serve your detention in here" she replied, putting them down and handing them each a piece of chalk. "Dib, you will write this on one of the chalk boards down there 10,000 times," she said, handing Dib a slip of paper with "I will not eat live chickens within skool boundaries" written on it. "Zim, you will do the same with this," she said, giving Zim a piece of paper, this time saying "I will not organize mobs in the skool".
"But I thought there were no lights in the skool basement?" Dib said. Ms.Bitters handed him a flashlight. "There's your light," she said, throwing them both down the basement stairs and shutting the door after them.
_ _ _
Down in the basement, Dib was hitting the flashlight, trying to get it to work. "Hey!" he said, taking off the battery opening and turning the flashlight upside_down. "There's no batteries in this thing!"
"Shut your sniveling mouth, Dib_worm, and help me find the chalk board!"
_ _ _
Out in the hallway, yells echoed from Zim and Dib as they tried to navigate through the pitch_black basement. Suddenly, Dib screamed "RAT!!" and the sounds of hundreds of rats filing into the basement could be heard...
A/N: So how was it? Did you like it? Hate it? o_O Yes, kinda cruddy ending, and put together quite randomly, but I think it was quite good for an almost_14_year_old! Yesh, me will be 14 in December...Please, no flames! *cowers in corner*