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"Owwies." Dib mumbled as he slowly rubbed his head. "Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiib!!!!!!! Your allllliiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeevvveeee!!!" Zim yelled. "Ugh.yea..not so loud zim.please..." he grumbled as zim helped him up. He stood for a second before starting to fall, luckily zim caught him. "Uhh...maybe I should walk you to your house." Zim said as he put one of dibs arms across his shoulders and proceeded to help him back to his house.
"Gee, you don't have to rush home, I don't bite, I just give rabies." Gaz said smirking. "No, actually, I have to get home and make sure Gir hasn't destroyed my house. Are you sure he's gonna be ok?" Zim questioned. "Yea, he's been hurt worse, are you sure you don't want any cookies? Made 'em myself." Gaz asked. "Ok, as long as your sure.no, I hate to pass up your probably cyanide filled cookies but I really need to get home. Thanks Gaz" Zim said as he walked out the house and started off down the road. ^Gee.I hope he'll be ok.^ Zim thought to himself as he headed for the 24/7. ^I need a drink.my head hurts.^
^Hmmm.. I wonder what everyone on Irk is doing? Probably still cheering that I'm never com.^ but zim never finished, cause you see, he walked in the 24/7 and discovering a very disturbing sight. The cashier was lying there dead on the counter, obviously killed. His cold eyes lifeless, staring at nothing in particular. Suddenly a dark figure ran past him, he turned around long enough to see the person turn, and look at zim. Zim looked into his eyes, and saw confusion and sadness. Zim watched the person run out of sight and turned to the body in the store, and just stared at it horrified. "Oh sweet Irk..." he whispered as he ran to his house as fast as his legs could carry him.
Three days had passed since then, and for those three days, zim never left his house. He didn't even leave his room, for fear of seeing those eyes again. In a way, he pitied the person who they belong to, for he could see nothing but fear, sadness and confusion in them. He sat there thinking about it, which was all he could do since that day. ^What if HE killed that human? ...what if comes after me? .what if he didn't do it .? What if he knows where I live? . Should I tell dib about him? . ^ so Zim just sat there, thinking for three days til Dib came over to check on him.
Okay, I know everyone is kind of OOC but they will be more themselves in the upcoming chapters, I promise ^.^ .v..
"Owwies." Dib mumbled as he slowly rubbed his head. "Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiib!!!!!!! Your allllliiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeevvveeee!!!" Zim yelled. "Ugh.yea..not so loud zim.please..." he grumbled as zim helped him up. He stood for a second before starting to fall, luckily zim caught him. "Uhh...maybe I should walk you to your house." Zim said as he put one of dibs arms across his shoulders and proceeded to help him back to his house.
"Gee, you don't have to rush home, I don't bite, I just give rabies." Gaz said smirking. "No, actually, I have to get home and make sure Gir hasn't destroyed my house. Are you sure he's gonna be ok?" Zim questioned. "Yea, he's been hurt worse, are you sure you don't want any cookies? Made 'em myself." Gaz asked. "Ok, as long as your sure.no, I hate to pass up your probably cyanide filled cookies but I really need to get home. Thanks Gaz" Zim said as he walked out the house and started off down the road. ^Gee.I hope he'll be ok.^ Zim thought to himself as he headed for the 24/7. ^I need a drink.my head hurts.^
^Hmmm.. I wonder what everyone on Irk is doing? Probably still cheering that I'm never com.^ but zim never finished, cause you see, he walked in the 24/7 and discovering a very disturbing sight. The cashier was lying there dead on the counter, obviously killed. His cold eyes lifeless, staring at nothing in particular. Suddenly a dark figure ran past him, he turned around long enough to see the person turn, and look at zim. Zim looked into his eyes, and saw confusion and sadness. Zim watched the person run out of sight and turned to the body in the store, and just stared at it horrified. "Oh sweet Irk..." he whispered as he ran to his house as fast as his legs could carry him.
Three days had passed since then, and for those three days, zim never left his house. He didn't even leave his room, for fear of seeing those eyes again. In a way, he pitied the person who they belong to, for he could see nothing but fear, sadness and confusion in them. He sat there thinking about it, which was all he could do since that day. ^What if HE killed that human? ...what if comes after me? .what if he didn't do it .? What if he knows where I live? . Should I tell dib about him? . ^ so Zim just sat there, thinking for three days til Dib came over to check on him.
Okay, I know everyone is kind of OOC but they will be more themselves in the upcoming chapters, I promise ^.^ .v..