Disclamier:Yes...I don't own Zim 'cause Jhonen does.
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As the strange craft landed,a loud thud reverberated for a few miles.A shadowy figure tumbled out,landing in the dust.Standing up,it brushed itself off,grinding a heel into the ground.
"That's the last time I let you pilot the crusier,Tre" she said,pulling something out of her pocket.A capsule surrounded her and a bit of smoke poured from it.
Out stepped a young girl with long brown hair that had black streaks that ran down the length of it,and a long black tunic that had a red shirt beneath it.She smoothed down her blue jeans,then shoved in a small robot.Again,the pod shook and smoked,but out hopped a small red dragon.The girl smiled as she watched the crusier transform into a house.
Rain pelted softly at the ground,and some skool children watched a piece of cheese sputter and dissolve in a puddle.Several kids spun in midair.
A girl dressed in a black tunic blinked gray eyes from under an umbrella.She strode towards the skool,wisely avoiding puddles.Stopping at the door,she turned around,shaking her head at the strange children.
A shadow materialized into an old woman.She extended an arm towards the door,beckoning in the new student.
"Class,this is Celti," she growled,then turned towards her,"If you have anything to say,say it now,'cause after this moment,I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER WORD FROM YOU"
The girl said nothing,only strode towards an occupied desk,pressing a button.The child at the desk slipped into the so-called "underground classrooms" screaming.She slid smoothly into the seat,turning to smirk at Zim.
Zim shook his head,trying to convince himself.
"It can't be her.I got rid of her years a-wait,no I didn't" he thought,paying no attention to any of Dib's teasing words or Mrs.Bitters' lecture.
The recess bell rang shrilly,knocking one of the eyes out of a red-headed boy's head.Filingout,Dib stood behind Zim,hissing threats.Zim waved a gloved hand dismissivley at Dib,lost in his own thoughts.
"Why would she come after me?I did nothing to-oh,the blob thing.Yeah." he thought.
Celti sat ontop of a picnic table,looking towards the sky.Dib walked over to her,casually sitting down.
"So,what are you doing?" he asked.The girl whipped her head around,meeting his gaze.
"Thinking" she replied as her eyes ran over the teen paranormal investiagator.Dib craned his head around,trying to see Celti's hand.He fell off the table,scrambling to get up.His mouth hung open,finger pointing.
"You have three fingers,or claws,or whatever!" he ranted.Celti flipped her hand over,looking at it.
"So I do," she cooly replied,"Does that mean anything?" Dib pulled at the outer edge of his raven hair,frustrated.
"That means you're an alien,an irken,like Zim!"
"So it does.Will anyone believe you?"
"Eh,no,not really,no" he answered,"but I can tell Zim!" What am I thinking? Dib thought to himself
Celti rolled her eyes.
"Don't bother," she said,pulling a device out of her pocket,examining it,and putting it back.
"I have a hunch that that little irken is pretty messed up in the head right now," she said,shrugging a shoulder towards Zim,who sat,clearly thinking.
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As the strange craft landed,a loud thud reverberated for a few miles.A shadowy figure tumbled out,landing in the dust.Standing up,it brushed itself off,grinding a heel into the ground.
"That's the last time I let you pilot the crusier,Tre" she said,pulling something out of her pocket.A capsule surrounded her and a bit of smoke poured from it.
Out stepped a young girl with long brown hair that had black streaks that ran down the length of it,and a long black tunic that had a red shirt beneath it.She smoothed down her blue jeans,then shoved in a small robot.Again,the pod shook and smoked,but out hopped a small red dragon.The girl smiled as she watched the crusier transform into a house.
Rain pelted softly at the ground,and some skool children watched a piece of cheese sputter and dissolve in a puddle.Several kids spun in midair.
A girl dressed in a black tunic blinked gray eyes from under an umbrella.She strode towards the skool,wisely avoiding puddles.Stopping at the door,she turned around,shaking her head at the strange children.
A shadow materialized into an old woman.She extended an arm towards the door,beckoning in the new student.
"Class,this is Celti," she growled,then turned towards her,"If you have anything to say,say it now,'cause after this moment,I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER WORD FROM YOU"
The girl said nothing,only strode towards an occupied desk,pressing a button.The child at the desk slipped into the so-called "underground classrooms" screaming.She slid smoothly into the seat,turning to smirk at Zim.
Zim shook his head,trying to convince himself.
"It can't be her.I got rid of her years a-wait,no I didn't" he thought,paying no attention to any of Dib's teasing words or Mrs.Bitters' lecture.
The recess bell rang shrilly,knocking one of the eyes out of a red-headed boy's head.Filingout,Dib stood behind Zim,hissing threats.Zim waved a gloved hand dismissivley at Dib,lost in his own thoughts.
"Why would she come after me?I did nothing to-oh,the blob thing.Yeah." he thought.
Celti sat ontop of a picnic table,looking towards the sky.Dib walked over to her,casually sitting down.
"So,what are you doing?" he asked.The girl whipped her head around,meeting his gaze.
"Thinking" she replied as her eyes ran over the teen paranormal investiagator.Dib craned his head around,trying to see Celti's hand.He fell off the table,scrambling to get up.His mouth hung open,finger pointing.
"You have three fingers,or claws,or whatever!" he ranted.Celti flipped her hand over,looking at it.
"So I do," she cooly replied,"Does that mean anything?" Dib pulled at the outer edge of his raven hair,frustrated.
"That means you're an alien,an irken,like Zim!"
"So it does.Will anyone believe you?"
"Eh,no,not really,no" he answered,"but I can tell Zim!" What am I thinking? Dib thought to himself
Celti rolled her eyes.
"Don't bother," she said,pulling a device out of her pocket,examining it,and putting it back.
"I have a hunch that that little irken is pretty messed up in the head right now," she said,shrugging a shoulder towards Zim,who sat,clearly thinking.