By animeninjaNIPPON
Zim asked his computer yet again for courting advice, but it still came up with "insufficient information." So he stole some books and videos of old movies and tried to pull information from those.
"This is STUPID!" Zim yelled in frustration as he watched a black-and-white romance movie. "I've TRIED all this stuff before, and it doesn't WORK! Oh well, I'll just have to work with what I've got…"
The next day at skool, Dib was running late to class. However, the door was wide open… with Zim keeping it that way.
"Good morning, Dib-human," he greeted his foe with a cheesy fake grin.
Throughout the day, Zim gave elusive smiles to Dib, and even a little wave. Every little glance from the green boy made Dib's nervous system short-circuit. Nevertheless, Dib felt enthralled to be noticed, even though it was highly inconspicuous…
"Zim?" The Irken jumped at the sound of Dib's voice behind him. "I, uh…" he fished around for the right words. "Thanks for the tape."
"What are you talking about, Dib-scum?"
"That tape I got last night. I know you sent it."
"You know NOTHING, foolish human!" Zim pointed a finger at Dib, who grabbed the green boy by his outstretched arm and pulled him in.
"I know what you're up to – you think you can seduce me to make me change my mind about stopping you so you can take over Earth, huh?" Dib stared Zim down as the latter grew increasingly tense. "I've got it all figured out!"
"That's what YOU think!" Zim snatched his arm out of Dib's grasp. "I don't NEED you! I can have my pick of the Earth-monkeys, what with MY good looks…" He ran a gloved hand through his black wig as Dib let out a little laugh.
"Zim, you don't even have any friends."
"Neither do YOU!" Zim snapped back. "Dare I ask why YOU haven't selected a bride, DIB-WORM?"
"I'm too busy for a girlfriend," Dib replied bluntly.
"Hey, I've got things to do, too! Much more COMPLICATED things than YOU could ever fathom!" With that, he turned around and headed home.
About halfway toward his base, he turned abruptly to see if Dib was following him. He wasn't.
"I did what the books said," he mused out loud to himself, "I played hard-to-get. Yet somehow, he wasn't wooed…" He looked back again. "The Dib knows me too well…"
End of part four
