Once again, I own neither Johnny nor Zim, nor Dib, Gaz, GIR, Spongebob, or the country of Mongolia. I will try to update at least once a day. Don't rush me. I have a life other than writing this stuff. I do appreciate the replies, though. Without them, I wouldn't write. Thank you, and enjoy the show.

Part the Third: A Realization of Death.

Zim sat in the bush, along with Nny, watching the Skool. They waited for Dib, Zim wanting to show Nny his prey. Suddenly, Dib walked up to the Skool, swatting at a ghost-gerbil, to which the others were oblivious.

Zim pointed at him, eyes squinting furiously.

"Dib...THAT WRETCHED HUMAN WILL RUE EVER DEFYING ME!", Zim yelled. Dib turned at it, looking confused. Zim, thinking quickly, tossed a squirrel out of the bush. The squirrel leaped on Dib's head, biting viciously.

"AAAAHHHH!", Dib screamed, flailing at the rodent. Nny was once again, silent.

"Now...Go and report to the office. And remember; ACT NATURAL!"

Nny blinked, and stepped out of the bush.

The bell rang, students running to their classes. Zim sat anxiously, waiting for Johnny to step in. He did a moment later, holding a book and his shirt reading 'I hate this job...' below a picture of Noodle-boy's head. He stepped to the board, picking up a piece of chalk and turning towards his students.

"Hello, class! My name is Mr. C.", he said, writing his name on the board.

"WHAT'S THE C STAND FOR!?", yelled an obnoxious little girl.

Johnny frowned a bit, walking over to the child. He bent over and whispered something in her ear. He walked away, and the girl had turned a terrible white and her hair had fallen out.

Nny looked at the substitute instructions left on the desk. It read:

YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN.

Ms. Bitters.

Johnny blinked, thinking frantically of what to do. Of course, we all know what happens when Johnny thinks don't we?

3 HOURS LATER...

"And the caterpillars just kept crawling in! He would squash them and squash them, but they wouldn't die! AND THE MUSIC KEPT PLAYING! I-"

RIIIIIING!

Johnny scowled at the bell, despising it for interrupting his fun. The class slowly left, but Dib found himself unable to get up.

"Hey! What the-Someone put glue on my seat!"

Zim and Nny smiled, holding a sack and some ducktape. They lunged at Dib, ripping him off of his seat and gagging him, throwing him into the sack.

They somehow flew out the window, towards Zim's base and victory. Or was it?