Author's Note:
Wow! A chapter three. This might see an ending. If lucky. Thankee for all the good reviews. And the critical ones as well. I'll try explaining more stuffs. Christmas was really fun. I got a black light. And fifty-two bucks. And a Lazy Lane CD. You must listen to Lazy Lane. It's like the greatest band I've ever heard. Now onto the magic!
This chapter is a little short. Sorry. ;.;
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dib walked along almost skipping on the sidewalk. A girl liked him! Oh, he had been waiting for five long years for a girl to even notice him. There was a nagging feeling in him still, asking if she was the one and asking whom he was betraying. He pushed it to the back of his mind. It didn't matter right now.
Due to his bliss, he was a bit dazed and so he passed his home and headed into a more... unsavory place in the city.
He never noticed the two dark shadows behind him when they grabbed him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dib awoke in an alleyway, filled with garbage, rats, and other flithy things. When his vision cleared he saw two men standing over him. One man had stringy mullet and the other looked like grease was poured on his short hair.
"This kid is too skinny!" Grease bucket complained. "He won't be good!"
Good? What the hell was going on?
"But he's the right age. And who cares as long as he dies? If the kid is fat, there's less chance he dies and then there's a whole nother problem! We don't need witnesses!" Mullet snapped.
Dib was confused. He was still a little woozy. But everything became clear to him when Grease Bucket's flithy paws went straight for between his legs.
Dib kicked Grease Bucket in the shin and ran. He tripped and scraped his knee but didn't stop. Mullet pounced on him.
"Let me go you fuck heads!" Dib screamed. He wriggled out of Mullet's grasp and then stopped.
Mullet let go of Dib. Grease Bucket looked up. A tramp's baby ceased it's crying.
A dark spider shaped shadow was cast over them.
Mullet and Grease Bucket fled.
Dib stared at the shadow, and then realized what it was. "Zim? You saved me?"
Zim's legs retracted into his PAK. He turned to face Dib, revealing eyes without shine.
"Zim?"
Wow! A chapter three. This might see an ending. If lucky. Thankee for all the good reviews. And the critical ones as well. I'll try explaining more stuffs. Christmas was really fun. I got a black light. And fifty-two bucks. And a Lazy Lane CD. You must listen to Lazy Lane. It's like the greatest band I've ever heard. Now onto the magic!
This chapter is a little short. Sorry. ;.;
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dib walked along almost skipping on the sidewalk. A girl liked him! Oh, he had been waiting for five long years for a girl to even notice him. There was a nagging feeling in him still, asking if she was the one and asking whom he was betraying. He pushed it to the back of his mind. It didn't matter right now.
Due to his bliss, he was a bit dazed and so he passed his home and headed into a more... unsavory place in the city.
He never noticed the two dark shadows behind him when they grabbed him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dib awoke in an alleyway, filled with garbage, rats, and other flithy things. When his vision cleared he saw two men standing over him. One man had stringy mullet and the other looked like grease was poured on his short hair.
"This kid is too skinny!" Grease bucket complained. "He won't be good!"
Good? What the hell was going on?
"But he's the right age. And who cares as long as he dies? If the kid is fat, there's less chance he dies and then there's a whole nother problem! We don't need witnesses!" Mullet snapped.
Dib was confused. He was still a little woozy. But everything became clear to him when Grease Bucket's flithy paws went straight for between his legs.
Dib kicked Grease Bucket in the shin and ran. He tripped and scraped his knee but didn't stop. Mullet pounced on him.
"Let me go you fuck heads!" Dib screamed. He wriggled out of Mullet's grasp and then stopped.
Mullet let go of Dib. Grease Bucket looked up. A tramp's baby ceased it's crying.
A dark spider shaped shadow was cast over them.
Mullet and Grease Bucket fled.
Dib stared at the shadow, and then realized what it was. "Zim? You saved me?"
Zim's legs retracted into his PAK. He turned to face Dib, revealing eyes without shine.
"Zim?"