Mama say.. she's a devil
Heyyyy, if you've already made it this far, keep reading!! I've been thinking about this fic for a while now & no 1 seems to care for my "Walk to remember" parody so I'll see how this one goes. If you think I own Invader Zim or the song "Sweet dreams are made of this" written by the Eurhythmics and sung by Marilyn Manson.... Your really stupid.. moving on!
Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas. Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use you. Some of them want to get used by you. Some of them want to abuse you. Some of them want to be abused.
I wanna use you and abuse you. I wanna know what's inside you.
Hold your head up, movin' on. Keep your head up, movin' on.
Movin' on!
I'm gonna use you and abuse you. I'm gonna know what's inside. Gonna use you and abuse you. I'm gonna know what's inside you..
The girl. She seemed like any other girl as she walked down the black concrete
sidewalk. A little bit of water splashed on her flame tipped black boots as she gaited
through puddles from the rain yesterday. She walked in a way that seemed hurriedly, and
she had a bit of determination in each step; yet, she seemed unworried and confident as
she walk with her hands in her leather trench coat. She suddenly stopped and smirked.
She quirked an impish eyebrow through her black oval sunglasses. She read the sign of
the building. It read "Skool".
"The time has come." Said a serpent-like Miss Bitters. "Bring your pictures to the front
of the class when I call your name." Apparently, the students had a small art session and
were to draw pictures of their life's dreams. Not that Miss Bitters thought they'd come
true. "Spoo" Ordered the cold-blooded teacher. Spoo stepped to the front of the class
holding his picture in front of his stomach. "This is me" He pointed to a muscular looking
guy in a fireman's uniform holding a long hose that appeared to be spraying water on a
burning house. "I'm gunna be a fireman when I grow up!" Miss Bitters sneered at the
boy, "What did I say about any of your dreams coming true class?" The class sighed,
"They'll never come true even in the next life because dreams lead to hideous
implosions." The class replied all at once. "Excellent." Miss Bitters exclaimed with an
evil smirk. "Dib" Dib walked up holding his picture. He pointed at each part of the
picture without even looking at the paper. "This is me with a Zip lock bag of Zim's
disguise giving it to a government agent." Zim lifted his head and glared at the boy.
"And here, the agent is giving me a metal and has Zim in a cage and-"
"That's enough Dib."
"But I'm not finished I-"
"SIT DOWN!"
During this, Zim appeared to be adding little additions to his picture.
"Zita" Zita walked to the front of the class. "Here's me marrying Keanu Reeves, and
here's our mansion with all of our puppies and kitties, and here's Dib in a mental institution."
"Excellent Zita," Miss Bitters responded, "in your case some dreams may come true."
Zita smiled and skipped off back to her seat. Dib looked depressed. "Zim" Zim remained
in his seat still scribbling.
"ZIM"
"Eh, just a second I'm almost done."
"Get up here NOW." Zim sighed in annoyance and walked to the front of the class.
"This is me ruling the world, this is my crown and cape AND THIS IS THAT
HORRIBLE DIB-WORM SQUISHED LIKE A BUG UNDER MY MIGHTY FOOT!"
All of the class raised an eyebrow at him except for Dib who scowled at him. Miss Bitters
looked at Zim as if he were a psychopath. "Take your seat Zim." Zim marched back to
his seat and the rest of the class continued to walk to the front of the class and present
their pictures, a half an hour passed and it was time for recess. The class retreated to their
muggy, wet playground. As usual, Dib was seen sitting on a bench with his sister Gaz
who would casually ignore him and his psychotic rants. Zim was in yet another extreme
game of dodge ball. Dib watched the green boy's every move carefully.
"I wonder what he's up to today, Gaz." Said Dib suspiciously.
"Who cares." Said Gaz apathetically.
"How can you say that? He's out to destroy the human race! It's my duty to watch him
obsessively every day, and for one, you should care more about it."
Gaz rolled her eyes and while still buried in her GS2 replied," what makes mankind so
'worth saving' they're all idiots." Dib sighed and looked back at Zim who was waving
his arms about taunting his other opponents in the dodge ball game. Then getting
knocked backwards by an oncoming dodge ball. It was then that Dib noticed the girl. She
was very unfamiliar and didn't look like she even went to this skool. If she did, he
would've noticed her a while ago from the significance of her attire. She was wearing a
long black leather trench coat which she had her hands in the pockets of, while she leaned
against a nearby tree. She was wearing black, laced up leather boots with little red and
orange flames on the tips. Under her jacket, she was wearing black, nylon tight socks that
went a little past her knees, a red and maroon plaid skirt, and a little black baby tee that
said "BAD" on the chest. The shirt was quite short and tight and revealed her thin, tight
hips. Her hair consisted of streaks of yellow, orange, and orang-ish yellow streaks like
fire. Two short, sharp strands of hair hung down the sides of her face and just touched her
cheeks while the rest of her hair was pulled back in a high pony tail, held up by a black
head band wrapped around the pony tail and had three rows of shiny spikes all around it.
It appeared as though she was looking at Dib, but it was hard to tell what directions her
eyes were, since she was wearing little oval shaped sunglasses over her eyes. Dib
couldn't help but stare, there was something about her. He then motioned towards Gaz
who of course, was still buried in her game. "Gaz," he said. She ignored him. He then
looked over at her, "Gaz, have you ever seen that girl before?" He motioned towards the
girl, but she was gone.
"I don't care about whatever little girl you've got a crush on, Dib" snapped Gaz. Dib just
stared at the tree the girl was once leaned against. "But, she was just there.." He scanned
the rest of the playground, but she was nowhere to be seen. The funny thing was, there
was no possible way to get out of the playground no matter how fast you ran. Plus, all the
gates were locked as were the skool doors.
"My paranormal senses are tingling." Whispered Dib as he wriggled his fingers in a
'tingling' manner.
"Shut up Dib."
Okay, I'm gunna leave it at that for now, but I'm making one thing clear: THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE! SO IF YOU THINK THERE IS SOME SORT OF HINTS OF ONE, YOUR WRONG! SO WRONG! Anyways, that beginning was pretty boring but I'm gunna add more to it as soon as I can. So review!! Please! Make me feel special!! I need it!!
Heyyyy, if you've already made it this far, keep reading!! I've been thinking about this fic for a while now & no 1 seems to care for my "Walk to remember" parody so I'll see how this one goes. If you think I own Invader Zim or the song "Sweet dreams are made of this" written by the Eurhythmics and sung by Marilyn Manson.... Your really stupid.. moving on!
Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas. Everybody's looking for something.
Some of them want to use you. Some of them want to get used by you. Some of them want to abuse you. Some of them want to be abused.
I wanna use you and abuse you. I wanna know what's inside you.
Hold your head up, movin' on. Keep your head up, movin' on.
Movin' on!
I'm gonna use you and abuse you. I'm gonna know what's inside. Gonna use you and abuse you. I'm gonna know what's inside you..
The girl. She seemed like any other girl as she walked down the black concrete
sidewalk. A little bit of water splashed on her flame tipped black boots as she gaited
through puddles from the rain yesterday. She walked in a way that seemed hurriedly, and
she had a bit of determination in each step; yet, she seemed unworried and confident as
she walk with her hands in her leather trench coat. She suddenly stopped and smirked.
She quirked an impish eyebrow through her black oval sunglasses. She read the sign of
the building. It read "Skool".
"The time has come." Said a serpent-like Miss Bitters. "Bring your pictures to the front
of the class when I call your name." Apparently, the students had a small art session and
were to draw pictures of their life's dreams. Not that Miss Bitters thought they'd come
true. "Spoo" Ordered the cold-blooded teacher. Spoo stepped to the front of the class
holding his picture in front of his stomach. "This is me" He pointed to a muscular looking
guy in a fireman's uniform holding a long hose that appeared to be spraying water on a
burning house. "I'm gunna be a fireman when I grow up!" Miss Bitters sneered at the
boy, "What did I say about any of your dreams coming true class?" The class sighed,
"They'll never come true even in the next life because dreams lead to hideous
implosions." The class replied all at once. "Excellent." Miss Bitters exclaimed with an
evil smirk. "Dib" Dib walked up holding his picture. He pointed at each part of the
picture without even looking at the paper. "This is me with a Zip lock bag of Zim's
disguise giving it to a government agent." Zim lifted his head and glared at the boy.
"And here, the agent is giving me a metal and has Zim in a cage and-"
"That's enough Dib."
"But I'm not finished I-"
"SIT DOWN!"
During this, Zim appeared to be adding little additions to his picture.
"Zita" Zita walked to the front of the class. "Here's me marrying Keanu Reeves, and
here's our mansion with all of our puppies and kitties, and here's Dib in a mental institution."
"Excellent Zita," Miss Bitters responded, "in your case some dreams may come true."
Zita smiled and skipped off back to her seat. Dib looked depressed. "Zim" Zim remained
in his seat still scribbling.
"ZIM"
"Eh, just a second I'm almost done."
"Get up here NOW." Zim sighed in annoyance and walked to the front of the class.
"This is me ruling the world, this is my crown and cape AND THIS IS THAT
HORRIBLE DIB-WORM SQUISHED LIKE A BUG UNDER MY MIGHTY FOOT!"
All of the class raised an eyebrow at him except for Dib who scowled at him. Miss Bitters
looked at Zim as if he were a psychopath. "Take your seat Zim." Zim marched back to
his seat and the rest of the class continued to walk to the front of the class and present
their pictures, a half an hour passed and it was time for recess. The class retreated to their
muggy, wet playground. As usual, Dib was seen sitting on a bench with his sister Gaz
who would casually ignore him and his psychotic rants. Zim was in yet another extreme
game of dodge ball. Dib watched the green boy's every move carefully.
"I wonder what he's up to today, Gaz." Said Dib suspiciously.
"Who cares." Said Gaz apathetically.
"How can you say that? He's out to destroy the human race! It's my duty to watch him
obsessively every day, and for one, you should care more about it."
Gaz rolled her eyes and while still buried in her GS2 replied," what makes mankind so
'worth saving' they're all idiots." Dib sighed and looked back at Zim who was waving
his arms about taunting his other opponents in the dodge ball game. Then getting
knocked backwards by an oncoming dodge ball. It was then that Dib noticed the girl. She
was very unfamiliar and didn't look like she even went to this skool. If she did, he
would've noticed her a while ago from the significance of her attire. She was wearing a
long black leather trench coat which she had her hands in the pockets of, while she leaned
against a nearby tree. She was wearing black, laced up leather boots with little red and
orange flames on the tips. Under her jacket, she was wearing black, nylon tight socks that
went a little past her knees, a red and maroon plaid skirt, and a little black baby tee that
said "BAD" on the chest. The shirt was quite short and tight and revealed her thin, tight
hips. Her hair consisted of streaks of yellow, orange, and orang-ish yellow streaks like
fire. Two short, sharp strands of hair hung down the sides of her face and just touched her
cheeks while the rest of her hair was pulled back in a high pony tail, held up by a black
head band wrapped around the pony tail and had three rows of shiny spikes all around it.
It appeared as though she was looking at Dib, but it was hard to tell what directions her
eyes were, since she was wearing little oval shaped sunglasses over her eyes. Dib
couldn't help but stare, there was something about her. He then motioned towards Gaz
who of course, was still buried in her game. "Gaz," he said. She ignored him. He then
looked over at her, "Gaz, have you ever seen that girl before?" He motioned towards the
girl, but she was gone.
"I don't care about whatever little girl you've got a crush on, Dib" snapped Gaz. Dib just
stared at the tree the girl was once leaned against. "But, she was just there.." He scanned
the rest of the playground, but she was nowhere to be seen. The funny thing was, there
was no possible way to get out of the playground no matter how fast you ran. Plus, all the
gates were locked as were the skool doors.
"My paranormal senses are tingling." Whispered Dib as he wriggled his fingers in a
'tingling' manner.
"Shut up Dib."
Okay, I'm gunna leave it at that for now, but I'm making one thing clear: THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE! SO IF YOU THINK THERE IS SOME SORT OF HINTS OF ONE, YOUR WRONG! SO WRONG! Anyways, that beginning was pretty boring but I'm gunna add more to it as soon as I can. So review!! Please! Make me feel special!! I need it!!