Chapter 7
The Next Morning, AKA Skool
Gir ran around the living room, screaming something about the tacos on the TV. He made an abrupt stop, reached into his robot head, took out a can of Poop (cherry flavor), and drank the whole thing in one gulp. He stood there for a moment before the sugar kicked in and started running around and screaming again. He's been doing it such six in the morning.
Zim walked in covering where his ears would be because of Gir's noise. Rogue too walked in the same manner. As Zim made his way to the front door, he turned to see his SIR, who was now jumping up and down on the sofa.
"Gir…GIR!" Zim yelled. Gir finally stopped hopping and looked at his master.
"Gir, we're leaving for the "skool" now, so watch the base, got it?" Zim said. The little robot gave a cute little smile and said, "Oki Doki!" Zim once again shook his head and opened the door to leave.
"Come Rogue, we're going to be late." He said walking out the door.
The female alien stood for a moment and scowled. 'Man, I can't stand that SIR!' She thought looking at Gir as he began to bounce of the walls again. 'And I can't stand this planet much longer! That's it! I'm gonna get the job done tonight and get off this filthy mud ball!'
Walking to the door and about to turn the knot, she felt something bean her on the back of the head, knocking her black headband loose. After readjusting it, she looked down to see an empty Poop can on the floor. She picked it up and immediately looked at Gir, who was now playing "Kick the Can" with his empty Poop cans.
Now angrier, Rogue grit her teeth and made a fist, crushing the can. "Hey!" Gir paused and looked at her. "Watch where your kicking your trash, you worthless little tin runt!"
"I hit you? I sorry." Gir said sincerely.
"…Whatever." Rogue said coldly, flinging the crushed can on the floor. She began to head out the door again.
'Awww…Master's new best friend not happy just like Master is not happy.' Gir said out loud. "OH! I know what do!" Reaching back in his head, he took out another can of Cherry Poop soda. "GIFT!"
Rogue turned around and saw Gir now three inches away from her face with the soda can even closer. She jumped and backed away a few feet.
" FER YOU!" Gir squealed. He slapped the can in Rogue's hand. "It's CHHHHERRY!"
Rogue instantly gave a look of disgust. She couldn't stand watching Gir eat or drink Earth-based food, but now he's offering her some! "No way…" She responded. She gave the can back to Gir, almost throwing it back, and tried to get out the door again.
The little robot looked like he was about to cry. "Aw…PLEEEZ? Just take a little sip!" Gir said inching closer to her with the can.
"NO!" Rogue shouted. She was nearly out the door.
"SIIIIP!! JUST A SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP!" Gir continued to say "sip" over and over really quick.
Rogue couldn't believe the mess she was suddenly in, but if she didn't do something to shut Gir up, she felt that she would completely lose it
"ALRIGHT! GIVE ME THAT!" She roared, swiping the can from Gir. "I'll take a "SIP", if it will make you BE QUIET!!"
"YAAAY!!" Gir cheered.
She looked at the can with a really revolted look on her face. She opened the can, and the "fizz" sound made her insides turn. She glanced down at Gir, who was watching she every second.
'There is no possible way I'm really drinking this.' Rogue thought. 'I'll just 'pretend' to taste it.' She raised the opened can to her lips…
"DO YA LIKE IT!?"
Gir's hyper outburst made Rogue jerk, causing her fake tasting to backfire. Some of the cherry Poop splashed into her mouth.
It took a second for Rogue to realize what happened. The fizz was already down her throat, and she felt for sure that she was going to be sick to her insides at any moment.
"You ROTTEN…" She looked fiercely at Gir. She was ready to break him. But before she had the chance, it hit her…
She wasn't gagging or throwing up. She stared down at the can, and this time, without any hesitation, took a real sip. Gir still stood there, anxiously waiting for Rogue's response.
After taking a few more gulps, Rogue took the can away from her mouth. 'I don't believe it! This stuff is great!' She thought to herself. 'So…sweet and …cherry!' She then looked back at Gir, still waiting.
'Ugh…I have to say something….' She thought. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Uh, yes…I like it, it's...okay."
"YAAAAY! YOU'RE WELCOME!" Gir squealed. He skipped out of the room, heading towards the lab.
Rogue just stood there of a moment, still holding the soda. She glanced around, guzzled down the rest of it, crushed the empty can with one hand, threw it over her shoulder, and bolted out the door to catch up with Zim.
~ At the entrance of the skool, Zim was still waiting for Rogue, who was really running late. "WHAT is keeping her!?" He shouted out. He started pacing the ground when he finally saw her running up the sidewalk.
Zim stopped and scowled. "Where were you, Rogue!? Skool-humans get suspicious if you are late for their day long droning!"
Rogue ran up the skool steps and stopped in front of Zim, catching her breath. She quickly thought of an excuse. "That "SIR" of yours kept me." She said bluntly, not wanting Zim to know about the whole cherry soda thing. It was kind of embarrassing.
Zim shook his head. "I should have known "GIR" had something to do with it. Lets go, we're running late as it is."
~ "Now class..." Ms Bitters began, slithering in between the children's desks. "Today we'll be talking about how the "internet" will eventually turn YOU ALL into mindless zombies of DOOOOOM!!!!!!" She pauses and sucked in a deep breath. "Scientists say that visiting a certain place called FanFiction.net will enhance these mutations! Especially if you read RogueStar's or Aoi Jade's mind rotting works!!!! And further more...." Ms Bitters stopped in the middle of her VERY disturbing speech as Zim and Rogue came running into the classroom. Dib's normally large eyes grew wider at the sight of not Zim, but Rogue, the memory of the last time he encountered her was still fresh in his mind.
Ms. Bitters looked at the two as they took there seats with her normal 'I'm not normal' glare. "You and Rogue are late, Zim." She barked.
Zim looked up at the intimidating teacher and saluted stiffly. "Sorry Ms Bitters." He said in a rather military voice. Rogue looked at Zim, then to Ms Bitters and then to Zim again.
"Pathetic..." She said in a low tone of voice.
About an hour passed by and Ms Bitters was still drowning on about doom, the internet and the dangers of FanFiction.Net. Rogue, having a hard time keeping her cool, felt her patients growing thinner by the minute.
"There was one incident where one child was sucked into the computer screen, and forced to live life among the internet windows! CURSE THOSE WINDOW MEDIA PLAYERS!!!!" Ms. Bitters head twitched a bit as she looked the class over, getting nothing but a mind numbing response. Rogue looked at her and twitched a bit herself before looking at Zim, who was sitting almost asleep in his chair.
"Zim." She said in a low whisper. "ZIM" She said a bit higher. The Irken looked over at her and mouthed "what?" Rogue looked back at Ms Bitters, who has begun to move to the subject about wordpads on the desktop, and how they can eat you alive. Right then and there, Rogue lost it.
"…Do we have to listen to this Vulture Woman's drowning voice ALL DAY LONG!?!" She yelled slamming her hands down on the table and shooting a glare at Zim. Zim winched at Rogue's rather unexpected anger. She looked at him, and just realized what she had done. Looking up, feeling a looming presence behind her, she saw Ms Bitters glaring down, with a hiss like snarl. However, the female Irken was not intimidated at all by the teacher.
"ROGUE!" Ms Bitters hissed in a high pitched tone.
"Yes?" She answered very innocently, yet sarcastic.
"Were you listening like you're forced too!?" Ms Bitters asked.
Rogue looked at Zim, who was signaling her to shut up, but she just looked back at the eerie teacher and leaned back in her chair. "Actually...No, I wasn't." She said flatly.
Dib raised an eyebrow. 'She's telling Ms. Bitters off! Everybody's scared of this teacher…including me!' He thought. He noticed that Rogue had NO fear what-so-ever of his dark looking teacher. He glared at her, his paranormal senses suddenly kicking in once again.
Rogue noticed him staring and looked directly back at him. That cold look in her eyes. Dib turned away as fast as humanly possible and brought his shoulders up to his neck. Her look still gave him the chills.
"ROGUE!!!" Ms Bitters hissed again, gaining back the girl's attention.
"WHAT?" She said in a sarcastic voice.
"You will stay after class…in detention!" Bitters yelled, making it sound like she had sentenced Rogue to life…which was just about the same at that skool.
Rogue looked at her with a slight look of confusion. 'Detention' wasn't in her vocabulary. "Okay..." She said slowly, "Whatever."
Ms Bitters glared one more time and walked back up to the front of the classroom. She looked back at Rogue to see that she STILL wasn't paying attention.
"ROOOGUE!!!!"
Rogue looked at her again, but before Ms Bitters could say anything, the lunch bell rang. Ms Bitters tightened and started to rapidly twitch like she was going to explode. All of the students, happy at the show they had just seen, filed out of the classroom. Rogue was the last to leave the room, but before she did, she walked up to Bitters.
"You know, you really shouldn't yell so much." She said with a small grin. "That vein sticking out in your neck? It can't be good for you..." She left the classroom.
TBC........
The Next Morning, AKA Skool
Gir ran around the living room, screaming something about the tacos on the TV. He made an abrupt stop, reached into his robot head, took out a can of Poop (cherry flavor), and drank the whole thing in one gulp. He stood there for a moment before the sugar kicked in and started running around and screaming again. He's been doing it such six in the morning.
Zim walked in covering where his ears would be because of Gir's noise. Rogue too walked in the same manner. As Zim made his way to the front door, he turned to see his SIR, who was now jumping up and down on the sofa.
"Gir…GIR!" Zim yelled. Gir finally stopped hopping and looked at his master.
"Gir, we're leaving for the "skool" now, so watch the base, got it?" Zim said. The little robot gave a cute little smile and said, "Oki Doki!" Zim once again shook his head and opened the door to leave.
"Come Rogue, we're going to be late." He said walking out the door.
The female alien stood for a moment and scowled. 'Man, I can't stand that SIR!' She thought looking at Gir as he began to bounce of the walls again. 'And I can't stand this planet much longer! That's it! I'm gonna get the job done tonight and get off this filthy mud ball!'
Walking to the door and about to turn the knot, she felt something bean her on the back of the head, knocking her black headband loose. After readjusting it, she looked down to see an empty Poop can on the floor. She picked it up and immediately looked at Gir, who was now playing "Kick the Can" with his empty Poop cans.
Now angrier, Rogue grit her teeth and made a fist, crushing the can. "Hey!" Gir paused and looked at her. "Watch where your kicking your trash, you worthless little tin runt!"
"I hit you? I sorry." Gir said sincerely.
"…Whatever." Rogue said coldly, flinging the crushed can on the floor. She began to head out the door again.
'Awww…Master's new best friend not happy just like Master is not happy.' Gir said out loud. "OH! I know what do!" Reaching back in his head, he took out another can of Cherry Poop soda. "GIFT!"
Rogue turned around and saw Gir now three inches away from her face with the soda can even closer. She jumped and backed away a few feet.
" FER YOU!" Gir squealed. He slapped the can in Rogue's hand. "It's CHHHHERRY!"
Rogue instantly gave a look of disgust. She couldn't stand watching Gir eat or drink Earth-based food, but now he's offering her some! "No way…" She responded. She gave the can back to Gir, almost throwing it back, and tried to get out the door again.
The little robot looked like he was about to cry. "Aw…PLEEEZ? Just take a little sip!" Gir said inching closer to her with the can.
"NO!" Rogue shouted. She was nearly out the door.
"SIIIIP!! JUST A SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP! SIP!" Gir continued to say "sip" over and over really quick.
Rogue couldn't believe the mess she was suddenly in, but if she didn't do something to shut Gir up, she felt that she would completely lose it
"ALRIGHT! GIVE ME THAT!" She roared, swiping the can from Gir. "I'll take a "SIP", if it will make you BE QUIET!!"
"YAAAY!!" Gir cheered.
She looked at the can with a really revolted look on her face. She opened the can, and the "fizz" sound made her insides turn. She glanced down at Gir, who was watching she every second.
'There is no possible way I'm really drinking this.' Rogue thought. 'I'll just 'pretend' to taste it.' She raised the opened can to her lips…
"DO YA LIKE IT!?"
Gir's hyper outburst made Rogue jerk, causing her fake tasting to backfire. Some of the cherry Poop splashed into her mouth.
It took a second for Rogue to realize what happened. The fizz was already down her throat, and she felt for sure that she was going to be sick to her insides at any moment.
"You ROTTEN…" She looked fiercely at Gir. She was ready to break him. But before she had the chance, it hit her…
She wasn't gagging or throwing up. She stared down at the can, and this time, without any hesitation, took a real sip. Gir still stood there, anxiously waiting for Rogue's response.
After taking a few more gulps, Rogue took the can away from her mouth. 'I don't believe it! This stuff is great!' She thought to herself. 'So…sweet and …cherry!' She then looked back at Gir, still waiting.
'Ugh…I have to say something….' She thought. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Uh, yes…I like it, it's...okay."
"YAAAAY! YOU'RE WELCOME!" Gir squealed. He skipped out of the room, heading towards the lab.
Rogue just stood there of a moment, still holding the soda. She glanced around, guzzled down the rest of it, crushed the empty can with one hand, threw it over her shoulder, and bolted out the door to catch up with Zim.
~ At the entrance of the skool, Zim was still waiting for Rogue, who was really running late. "WHAT is keeping her!?" He shouted out. He started pacing the ground when he finally saw her running up the sidewalk.
Zim stopped and scowled. "Where were you, Rogue!? Skool-humans get suspicious if you are late for their day long droning!"
Rogue ran up the skool steps and stopped in front of Zim, catching her breath. She quickly thought of an excuse. "That "SIR" of yours kept me." She said bluntly, not wanting Zim to know about the whole cherry soda thing. It was kind of embarrassing.
Zim shook his head. "I should have known "GIR" had something to do with it. Lets go, we're running late as it is."
~ "Now class..." Ms Bitters began, slithering in between the children's desks. "Today we'll be talking about how the "internet" will eventually turn YOU ALL into mindless zombies of DOOOOOM!!!!!!" She pauses and sucked in a deep breath. "Scientists say that visiting a certain place called FanFiction.net will enhance these mutations! Especially if you read RogueStar's or Aoi Jade's mind rotting works!!!! And further more...." Ms Bitters stopped in the middle of her VERY disturbing speech as Zim and Rogue came running into the classroom. Dib's normally large eyes grew wider at the sight of not Zim, but Rogue, the memory of the last time he encountered her was still fresh in his mind.
Ms. Bitters looked at the two as they took there seats with her normal 'I'm not normal' glare. "You and Rogue are late, Zim." She barked.
Zim looked up at the intimidating teacher and saluted stiffly. "Sorry Ms Bitters." He said in a rather military voice. Rogue looked at Zim, then to Ms Bitters and then to Zim again.
"Pathetic..." She said in a low tone of voice.
About an hour passed by and Ms Bitters was still drowning on about doom, the internet and the dangers of FanFiction.Net. Rogue, having a hard time keeping her cool, felt her patients growing thinner by the minute.
"There was one incident where one child was sucked into the computer screen, and forced to live life among the internet windows! CURSE THOSE WINDOW MEDIA PLAYERS!!!!" Ms. Bitters head twitched a bit as she looked the class over, getting nothing but a mind numbing response. Rogue looked at her and twitched a bit herself before looking at Zim, who was sitting almost asleep in his chair.
"Zim." She said in a low whisper. "ZIM" She said a bit higher. The Irken looked over at her and mouthed "what?" Rogue looked back at Ms Bitters, who has begun to move to the subject about wordpads on the desktop, and how they can eat you alive. Right then and there, Rogue lost it.
"…Do we have to listen to this Vulture Woman's drowning voice ALL DAY LONG!?!" She yelled slamming her hands down on the table and shooting a glare at Zim. Zim winched at Rogue's rather unexpected anger. She looked at him, and just realized what she had done. Looking up, feeling a looming presence behind her, she saw Ms Bitters glaring down, with a hiss like snarl. However, the female Irken was not intimidated at all by the teacher.
"ROGUE!" Ms Bitters hissed in a high pitched tone.
"Yes?" She answered very innocently, yet sarcastic.
"Were you listening like you're forced too!?" Ms Bitters asked.
Rogue looked at Zim, who was signaling her to shut up, but she just looked back at the eerie teacher and leaned back in her chair. "Actually...No, I wasn't." She said flatly.
Dib raised an eyebrow. 'She's telling Ms. Bitters off! Everybody's scared of this teacher…including me!' He thought. He noticed that Rogue had NO fear what-so-ever of his dark looking teacher. He glared at her, his paranormal senses suddenly kicking in once again.
Rogue noticed him staring and looked directly back at him. That cold look in her eyes. Dib turned away as fast as humanly possible and brought his shoulders up to his neck. Her look still gave him the chills.
"ROGUE!!!" Ms Bitters hissed again, gaining back the girl's attention.
"WHAT?" She said in a sarcastic voice.
"You will stay after class…in detention!" Bitters yelled, making it sound like she had sentenced Rogue to life…which was just about the same at that skool.
Rogue looked at her with a slight look of confusion. 'Detention' wasn't in her vocabulary. "Okay..." She said slowly, "Whatever."
Ms Bitters glared one more time and walked back up to the front of the classroom. She looked back at Rogue to see that she STILL wasn't paying attention.
"ROOOGUE!!!!"
Rogue looked at her again, but before Ms Bitters could say anything, the lunch bell rang. Ms Bitters tightened and started to rapidly twitch like she was going to explode. All of the students, happy at the show they had just seen, filed out of the classroom. Rogue was the last to leave the room, but before she did, she walked up to Bitters.
"You know, you really shouldn't yell so much." She said with a small grin. "That vein sticking out in your neck? It can't be good for you..." She left the classroom.
TBC........