What took me so long to update this? I have no excuse! NO excuse! I'm just a cruddy author. Just hope that if I ever get a comic published that I don't spend months... nay YEARS... getting out the second issue. Anyway... this is NOT one of my infamously stupid comics; this is a Jhonen fanfic; a fanfic whose characters belong to Jhonen... not I.
*Time... Dusk*

Filled with much enthusiasm, as things were actually happening, Dib and Zim both took up positions on their respective sides of the window. Yes, quite some time ago and for no discernable reason, Zim had made a big show of painting a nice thick line of paint from a conveniently placed can of whitewash right through the center of the window, down the building, and across the grass all the way to the sidewalk, which still didn't care all too much for what was going on. What prompted this truncation of the Dib was still unknown as the act had been done completely at random and turned Dib's attention for no less than a millisecond... no longer than one either!

Aside from all this... stuff... things were happening inside that building! For, with the push of a button, the grinding of stone and metal could be heard. A long staircase began to descend from the desk, curling its way towards the classroom door and then jutting in to the board. As the floor made its descent, the two young boys looked on in awe... well more like one young boy and a not so reputable space alien who could wrongly be described as being older than dirt, but is most likely just older than anything on the planet... excluding trees... we don't know why the trees are excluded, but last I heard, they were gathering their lawyers and preparing to sue over the exclusion of leafy individuals.

The classroom, which had become drowned in shadow as the sun set, was now illuminated by another force not known as electricity. Shadows danced across the walls as the being Dib and Zim had come to know as not being entirely of the human race descended the torch-lit staircase.

Zim turned away from the spectacle, wide-eyed and slid down the side of the building until he plopped down on the poorly watered grass. It, unlike the sidewalk, was a living thing and cared very much that it was being sat on, but had no mouth to protest and sadly was forced to suffer the pain.

"That's disturbing," Zim uttered. "I think the seams of that evil secret staircase of doom are more well-hidden than the evil secret staircase of doom I have back at the base."

"What evil secret staircase of doom?!"

"Oh, I mean evil secret staircase of doom which was never installed because of cost cutting sanctions put in by our military, which I ignored and set up anyway, but it was never installed so it's not really there... in writing..." Zim tacked that last part on the end very quickly as to evade Dib's non-spidery senses. It appears to have worked as Dib has remained at the windowsill this entire time, staring into the existing staircase which has remained much longer than their teacher. A few moments of silence passed as Zim fretfully tried to think of how to make his "non-existent" staircase more secretive.

"Let's go find a way to get in there!" Dib suddenly exclaimed. This caught Zim off guard, as many of Dib's random outbursts often did, and he jumped.

"Could you stop that?" the alien/child/invader/all-around-bad-guy/being/old- person-but-not-as-old-as-many-sueing-trees exclaimed in a squealed whisper.

Dib turned his head. With the large amount of data and possibilities quickly rushing through his mind, that had done little more than confuse the boy by catching him off guard. "Stop what?"

Zim, without answering immediately, began to flail his arms in a very characteristic manner. "That randomity thingy!"

"Oh... let's go find a way to get in there..."

"Okay..." Zim, with some diplomacy, stood. "Wait. You want me... to go in there..."

"Yes"

"...down that set of stairs..."

"Yes"

"...to my doom..."

"Untimely doom"

"...when I could be at home devising a diabolical plot which you would be none the wiser and go off chasing spooky skool teachers which are probably just really eccentric old fools with a fetish for living in the classrooms they toil in day in and day out?"

Dib paused and pondered his next utterance carefully before proceeding..."yes."

"Oh okay..."

And with that, out two not so heroic heroes of nothing at all save their own dignity, went to the painful task of breaking into the last building any who have to face the traumatic skool experience would even think to invade, save these two. We don't know why they would do this either.

*this is the end... stop reading monkey mooch... more to come... *squeaky whisper* hopefully... *back to that loud obnoxious voice now**

I have actually completed a chapter... that's scary. Sorry, I've been caught up in a wave lacking in productivity. I have now updated... I feel proud of this... it took me an hour and a half to write this... I keep sneezing and I don't know why. Hopefully, my brains won't be forced out my skull. I really don't want to have to cram them back inside like last time... especially with finals next week. Pray for Meeeee! X&O Lizzy733 8}