A/N: Big thanks to ShikamaruNoMiko, luver-of-ralts and Feimi for
your kind reviews. This has made me brave enough to post Chapter 2,
umm... yey.
Chapter Two: Like A Wormbaby Nightmare
Zim proudly marched down his Hi Skool corridors, had he had a nose it would be pointing towards the ceiling. He decided to post-pone his transmission to the Tallest just yet. Although never admitting it to himself, he was slightly ashamed over the fact that he made no progress in his mission in a number of months. Best wait until another ingenious plan came to him before calling.
As the short Irken made his way to his first classroom of the day, the usual calls and snickers came from the other students as he passed them.
"Nice dress FREAK!"
"Make way for the cross-dressing munchkin!"
"Eww!! He's all green like-like BOOGER!"
Normally Zim wouldn't be likely to even hear let alone understand what exactly those other students were yelling at him. That day was no different in that respect except something about the tone of their voices suddenly got to him.
He stopped stock still, unable to comprehend the strange twinge of pain in his chest. Physical yet... not. He shook his head coming to his senses and kept going.
"What was I thinking? Effected by these inferior life form?!" Zim grunted, rather loudly, heading over to his first class of the day which happened to be Society and Culture. A very handy subject when trying to probe into the minds of the filthy beasts of which you are planning to have absolute rule over.
Zim made his usual triumphant burst into the classroom, his eyes almost instantly meeting the glare of his arch nemesis. That wretched Dib-worm. Yes, Dib happened to be in Zim's S&C class, just as he happened to be in nearly all of the little green man's classes. Zim suspected some meddling done on the human's part.
The Irken "hmphed" loudly, turning his gaze from Dib and made his way to the centre desk in the front row. Still conscious of the same set of eyes watching his every move like some twisted hawk watching doom thing...
Just then, Mr Foreskin the class teacher walked into the room and promptly began the day's lesson.
Zim slumped boredly in his desk and turned his attention to the other side of the classroom. Starring at Dib, Zim squinted his eyes to help focus his raging hate. For some reason though as he did this he noticed another new sensationey and squeezyness coming from his insides thingy much like the one he felt in the corridor only moments before. Only this time the feeling thingies weren't so much as hurting, as well, pleasant.
At this point Dib had turned to Zim's direction. Which Zim responded in promptly turning his head back to the front of the classroom suddenly fascinated at the long un-used blackboard.
Dib raised an eyebrow slightly. 'He's up to something, I can sense it.' He thought ever suspiciously before turning back to his text book flipping open the page that had just been called out.
The rest of the Skool day had gone unbearably slow for Zim, much more then usually so. He was having great difficulty shaking of these new discovered 'sensations' he was feeling towards the Dib and really the rest of his world. What was worse the more he thought about them, the stronger they became. What could all this mean? He never felt anything remotely like this before, not even to his Tallest. He needed to pin-point exactly where all these foreign squishy-ness was coming from (not just the feelings he got from the Dib but the ones plaguing him in general) and annihilate them. This was all very close to threatening his mind to wander away from the mission, and that was not an option.
He pondered all this through all his classes and through lunch and now, last lesson of the day, he was in Biology he pondered some more.
A practical lesson was going on around him. Some ridiculous work on the effects of some earth thing called photosynthesises which was just tampering with a bunch of leaves or something. A waste of time and something he left his two class mates who he was forced to do the experiment with to do all the work. Both girls, one he remembered from Elementary Skool, Gretchen or something, the other he didn't even bother to remember the name of. That's how it was all the students in the Skool, all expect the stink-beast himself Dib. But that wretched human was a different matter entirely.
Ah yes, Dib-stink, Zim shifted his glance to the next table across him and surprise, surprise there was the head smell himself. He unlike Zim was actually participating in the futile experiments while his work partners were staring idly into space not doing a thing to help. Zim supposed all this was rather elementary even for Dib who had been probing in his father's labs since he was barely a fetus... well, not exactly a fetus but still...
It had been an unusually warm day especially in the stuffy classroom so Dib had for a rare moment taken of his trench coat and left it hanging on his stool. This made his thin, lanky body more visible and struck Zim just how much the human had not only grown length wise but developed physically. Why, in such a short number of years the earth monkey had grown from but a mere smeet to almost a full grown human male. A very interesting process Zim had observed all the other students partake in as well, leaving the male and female gender more defined then in any other at least semi- intelligent species Zim had ever seen.
How odd, Zim could almost swear that his face was going a little more hot and flushed as he watched the Dib-human swing his hips in a rather bored fashion, unsuspecting back facing the alien. As if on cue, Dib clumsily dropped a pen or something from the desk, promptly bending down to retrieve it. As Dib's rump unceremoniously stuck out and faced Zim (remembering his height, or lack of here) he found much to his own surprise what a very nice backside it was.
This mystery pen that Dib was retrieving seemed to be stuck between the plastic tiles or something because he was defiantly taking his sweet time in standing back up. Which was all quite fine with Zim really, who was feeling ever more flushed and not just in his face-
"HEY LOOK EVERYBODY THE FREAKY GREEN KID'S GOT A BONER!!!" A male voice yelled out from another end of the classroom.
Zim jumped, that was said about him wasn't it? This word 'boner' he'd read of its meaning somewhere before something about- oh no OH NO... Zim gingerly looked down at his crotch area, it just couldn't be! Oh, but it was.
"Ewww!! And he was looking at that freak Dib to!" Another voice cooed, female that time.
The class burst into laughter and by this time Dib had stood up once more and was looking at Zim most mystified.
It seemed the whole situation became very similar to some terrible worm- baby nightmare.
It had all happened in number of seconds yet to Zim it seemed like an Earth hour. Without saying a word he blindly rushed out the classroom before more damaged could be caused.
Yeah I'm pretty evil. Review me please 3
Chapter Two: Like A Wormbaby Nightmare
Zim proudly marched down his Hi Skool corridors, had he had a nose it would be pointing towards the ceiling. He decided to post-pone his transmission to the Tallest just yet. Although never admitting it to himself, he was slightly ashamed over the fact that he made no progress in his mission in a number of months. Best wait until another ingenious plan came to him before calling.
As the short Irken made his way to his first classroom of the day, the usual calls and snickers came from the other students as he passed them.
"Nice dress FREAK!"
"Make way for the cross-dressing munchkin!"
"Eww!! He's all green like-like BOOGER!"
Normally Zim wouldn't be likely to even hear let alone understand what exactly those other students were yelling at him. That day was no different in that respect except something about the tone of their voices suddenly got to him.
He stopped stock still, unable to comprehend the strange twinge of pain in his chest. Physical yet... not. He shook his head coming to his senses and kept going.
"What was I thinking? Effected by these inferior life form?!" Zim grunted, rather loudly, heading over to his first class of the day which happened to be Society and Culture. A very handy subject when trying to probe into the minds of the filthy beasts of which you are planning to have absolute rule over.
Zim made his usual triumphant burst into the classroom, his eyes almost instantly meeting the glare of his arch nemesis. That wretched Dib-worm. Yes, Dib happened to be in Zim's S&C class, just as he happened to be in nearly all of the little green man's classes. Zim suspected some meddling done on the human's part.
The Irken "hmphed" loudly, turning his gaze from Dib and made his way to the centre desk in the front row. Still conscious of the same set of eyes watching his every move like some twisted hawk watching doom thing...
Just then, Mr Foreskin the class teacher walked into the room and promptly began the day's lesson.
Zim slumped boredly in his desk and turned his attention to the other side of the classroom. Starring at Dib, Zim squinted his eyes to help focus his raging hate. For some reason though as he did this he noticed another new sensationey and squeezyness coming from his insides thingy much like the one he felt in the corridor only moments before. Only this time the feeling thingies weren't so much as hurting, as well, pleasant.
At this point Dib had turned to Zim's direction. Which Zim responded in promptly turning his head back to the front of the classroom suddenly fascinated at the long un-used blackboard.
Dib raised an eyebrow slightly. 'He's up to something, I can sense it.' He thought ever suspiciously before turning back to his text book flipping open the page that had just been called out.
The rest of the Skool day had gone unbearably slow for Zim, much more then usually so. He was having great difficulty shaking of these new discovered 'sensations' he was feeling towards the Dib and really the rest of his world. What was worse the more he thought about them, the stronger they became. What could all this mean? He never felt anything remotely like this before, not even to his Tallest. He needed to pin-point exactly where all these foreign squishy-ness was coming from (not just the feelings he got from the Dib but the ones plaguing him in general) and annihilate them. This was all very close to threatening his mind to wander away from the mission, and that was not an option.
He pondered all this through all his classes and through lunch and now, last lesson of the day, he was in Biology he pondered some more.
A practical lesson was going on around him. Some ridiculous work on the effects of some earth thing called photosynthesises which was just tampering with a bunch of leaves or something. A waste of time and something he left his two class mates who he was forced to do the experiment with to do all the work. Both girls, one he remembered from Elementary Skool, Gretchen or something, the other he didn't even bother to remember the name of. That's how it was all the students in the Skool, all expect the stink-beast himself Dib. But that wretched human was a different matter entirely.
Ah yes, Dib-stink, Zim shifted his glance to the next table across him and surprise, surprise there was the head smell himself. He unlike Zim was actually participating in the futile experiments while his work partners were staring idly into space not doing a thing to help. Zim supposed all this was rather elementary even for Dib who had been probing in his father's labs since he was barely a fetus... well, not exactly a fetus but still...
It had been an unusually warm day especially in the stuffy classroom so Dib had for a rare moment taken of his trench coat and left it hanging on his stool. This made his thin, lanky body more visible and struck Zim just how much the human had not only grown length wise but developed physically. Why, in such a short number of years the earth monkey had grown from but a mere smeet to almost a full grown human male. A very interesting process Zim had observed all the other students partake in as well, leaving the male and female gender more defined then in any other at least semi- intelligent species Zim had ever seen.
How odd, Zim could almost swear that his face was going a little more hot and flushed as he watched the Dib-human swing his hips in a rather bored fashion, unsuspecting back facing the alien. As if on cue, Dib clumsily dropped a pen or something from the desk, promptly bending down to retrieve it. As Dib's rump unceremoniously stuck out and faced Zim (remembering his height, or lack of here) he found much to his own surprise what a very nice backside it was.
This mystery pen that Dib was retrieving seemed to be stuck between the plastic tiles or something because he was defiantly taking his sweet time in standing back up. Which was all quite fine with Zim really, who was feeling ever more flushed and not just in his face-
"HEY LOOK EVERYBODY THE FREAKY GREEN KID'S GOT A BONER!!!" A male voice yelled out from another end of the classroom.
Zim jumped, that was said about him wasn't it? This word 'boner' he'd read of its meaning somewhere before something about- oh no OH NO... Zim gingerly looked down at his crotch area, it just couldn't be! Oh, but it was.
"Ewww!! And he was looking at that freak Dib to!" Another voice cooed, female that time.
The class burst into laughter and by this time Dib had stood up once more and was looking at Zim most mystified.
It seemed the whole situation became very similar to some terrible worm- baby nightmare.
It had all happened in number of seconds yet to Zim it seemed like an Earth hour. Without saying a word he blindly rushed out the classroom before more damaged could be caused.
Yeah I'm pretty evil. Review me please 3
