(Another chapter ready for you all! I know you people are reading! I can see you! Review! I don't care if it's not signed! Just review please! If you don't, I will not feel loved and go into a depression and not write anything!
Uh…excuse the out burst…andalitebandit6 - Yeah, I know, I had to do that to you. I'm afraid you're gonna get some ZADR before you get your ZADR. Trust me, everything will make sense by the third story, something very…familiar will happen…And don't worry, Zim will be in the story much more. I'll do my best with it. He's in this chapter if I'm not mistaken. lol yeah, that's an actual thing. Its really three drum rudiments in one. A flam is where there is a grace note before the actual stroke. Meaning that your left (or right) stroke comes at a much lower height and right before the actual beat. Almost like a 64th note. A parrididdle is also a real thing. It's where you play right, left, right, right, or for that matter, left, right, left, left. Then a cheeze is a grace note followed by a two stroke hit, or when one hand hits the head of the drum twice in a note…if that makes any sense to you…I think you can go to any rudiment sight and look it up. But it's not in the same vocab as Squeedly spooch, its drum talk. X3 Shawnna, woo! A new person! Yay! I'm happy now, anyway, what are you confused on? I can help clarify if you want…I'm glad you like it, and I've never watched law and order actually…Oo; Haha, glad you picked out my little scheme, and yeah, high school a bitch.
Ok, the lovely quote:
"…Just go home, there no point in you staying here anymore, just go back to where ever you came from. Your empire thing needs you right now. Continue your little…invasion thing, just don't ever come back to this planet and soil our ground ever again. And if I find another one of you, I'll do the exact same thing to them. Take your invader and do what you wish with him. He will not taint our soil here…" – Kat (Katie)
Yes, a very long quote. But otherwise, hope it's not too much of a spoiler. Please, tell me if you like the quotes, or is it just wasted effort. To the story!)
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Zak growled and twirled his sticks.
Well, speak of the devil, Zim walked through the double doors in the other room. Zim had a blue note and handed it to Mr. Helm.
"So, where have you been the past few weeks?" asked Mr. Helm, going over to the computer and logging in the information.
"I've been helping my uncles' move into their new house. My parents are away, out of town, so they asked me to help." said Zim, "Don't worry, I've been studying up on the music from White Board. I know how everything goes.
Mr. Helm nodded, "Fine, fine. Eh, why don't you go rehearse with the snares in the other room…go grab a pair of cymbals."
Zim got his weapon of choice and headed into the other room. When the snares heard the door open, they looked to see who it was. When Zak saw it was Zim, he scowled angrily at Zim. Zim just lazily glanced over at him.
"Long time no see, green man!" said Chris, "What's shakin'?"
"Nothing is shaking, Chris-human…" said Zim. Chris just stared at him blankly.
"He means what's going on, how have you been, what have you done, moron…" growled Zak. Dib looked at Zak, this wasn't normal for him. Dib hadn't known once when Zak had lashed out like that with anyone. Even when they first met, it wasn't that bad…
"Dude! Wait till you hear what happened at the beginning of class!" said Mike happily. Dib and Zak groaned, hiding their blushing faces once again…
Zim quirked an invisible eyebrow, "What happened that you feel is so important to tell me?"
"Get this, Dib and Zak kissed!" he, Chris, Ricky and Liz started writhing with laughter.
Zim made sicky noises. "You humans disgust me with your…social actions…" he started gagging.
"Oh, get over it, it wasn't their fault, they didn't kiss on purpose…" said Chris.
Zim didn't care, he was still thought it was revolting.
"So…how's the music coming, Zim?" asked Liz, trying to get off the current topic.
"Just fine, Liz…" hissed Zim, "I'm perfectly prepared for this Saturday…"
Liz nodded knowingly, she knew better than to call Zim on his boasts. Those bouts never turned out well.
Without even knowing how late it was, the bell rang and everyone rushed to put their stuff away so they could leave, Zim leading the way. Of course, over the months, the other drummers, following Kat's lead, warmed up to Zim, so he really didn't need to get the hell out of there as fast as he did anymore. But, on he ran.
The drummers dispersed as Zak and Dib walked together in utter silence. They went to Zak's house and went strait into the basement. They sat on the floor for a long time before either of them spoke.
"Um…sorry…about what happened to you earlier…" said Dib softly.
'Nah, it's fine, it wasn't that bad…it was ok…god dammit…it was nice…' thought Zak, "It's ok, it wasn't your fault. It's Danny's."
"That must have been horrible for you…" said Dib, his head down.
'Aw hell…if only I could tell him…it wasn't horrible at all…' Zak sighed, "Look, dude, just forget about it, ok? It wasn't your fault, I'll just beat Danny up in a day or two…"
Dib nodded, still looking at the floor. He felt a playful punch to his shoulder.
"Hey, don't look so depressed. There's nothing to feel bad about…" said Zak, trying to make Dib feel better. Dib gave a weak smile, then got that same melancholy look on his face. "Um…well, while you're here, want to play any games?" offered Zak, trying to get Dib's mind off of it.
"Uh…" Dib sat there in contemplation, "How about Halo?" he gave a half hearted smile.
"Sounds good to me." said Zak, bootin' it up. He looked over at Dib, "Hey, what's your opinion on Zim?"
"I hate him…" said Dib flatly, the seriousness and abrupt way he said it made Zak flinch. "He's evil, Zak, he needs to be brought down! His leaders are here, it needs to happen now!" Dib balled his fists and clenched his teeth. He looked over at Zak, even though he was really looking off into space. Zak had a shocked look about him, because Dib had a look of murder, that sadistic glare that someone always gave right before the kill.
Zak was thinking about reaching for whatever he could to defend himself if Dib went a-wall. Zak almost looked like a caged animal…
Dib finally realized this and shook his head, returning to his depressed state. Zak calmed down a little bit, was still wary of his seemingly bi-polar friend.
Zak handed Dib a controller, "You seriously need to get a life…like I said, stress endues an early death…
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Lucky for Zak, Dib quickly cheered up when he started blowing things up. And it wasn't very long the coax themselves into laughter.
Dib was lying on his back and Zak was doubled over because they were laughing so hard. (Again, crazy drummers X3) "You know…If Zim is that much of a stress to you, why don't you let me help? Or any of the other drummers for that matter…" asked Zak.
"I don't know…I just feel like this is something I have to do one my own, ya know?" said Dib, looking up at the ceiling. Zak came into his vision and looked down at Dib.
"You're such a looser…" chuckled Zak with a smile.
"Oh! Like you could do better?" said Dib, getting all pouty.
"Yeah, I could…" said Zak, "If it were me, I'd ask for help form my friends and he'd be long gone by now…"
"That's just it…" said Dib sadly, "Up until now, I've had no friends, no one ever believed me…I've been alone in this fight since he came here." Dib sat up and hugged his knees to his chest, "Everyone said I was crazy because I was smarter than everyone else…I could see things people chose to ignore, up until this year…"
"Dub, we know you're not crazy, they entire line believes you! Hell, even the band is wary of 'that green kid'! No one thinks, only because the entire music department is insane, so crazy or not, at least you fit in here. You are part of an extended family, if you will." said Zak, smiling warmly at Dib.
Dib smiled and sporadically hugged Zak, then retracted once he realized what he had done. He blushed and looked down, "Sorry…" he said meekly.
Zak just shrugged, "I don't care…Just as long no one sees us…"
"Speaking of, how long do you think they'll talk about the kiss?" asked Dib.
Zak shrugged again, "I don't know…" he then leaned his body slightly away for Dib, who was very close to his face. "Uh…what is it?"
"I don't know…" said Dib, moving a little closer, "There's just something about you…"
'How could he know? I've covered my tracks much too well! There's just no way!' Zak backed away a little more, "Dib, you're creepin' me out…" 'Can he really be that smart?'
Dib smiled and backed off. He sat back down and rested his hands on his knees, "Just forget about it, it's stupid…"
Zak just sat where he was, "What is it? If it's troubling you…"
"No, it's fine…" said Dib.
"No, it's not, you know you can talk to me." said Zak, still staying where he was. He could have sworn he heard Dib say 'Not about this' but it was very faint, so he wasn't sure.
Dib let out a deep sigh, "Look, I have to go, I'll talk to you later…" Dib got up and started to leave, but was held back by Zak. Zak had grabbed Dib's arm, and his grip was quite tight.
"Listen, if you're still hung up over the kiss, then don't worry about it, really…"
Dib just stood there, his head hung down, "Let go, Zak…" it sounded more like an order than a request.
Zak let go and Dib went up the stairs and left. Zak just stood there then grabbed a pair of nearby drum sticks and threw then at the wall with all the force he could. He had thrown them with such force that they stuck in the wall and cause the sheet rock to crack around the newly made holes.
'What the fuck is wrong with me?' thought Zak, "Something must be done soon, I can't allow him to get any closer than he already is…" He walked over the couch and sat on the edge, resting his chin on his hands. 'Something must be done…'
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(Ok, I just realized that I made Dib look really girly there for a little bit…sorry about that. Yay for angst! Blah, well, I have one more to type up, so I'll post it in a few days or so, more Zim coming! Until then, I bid you good day.)