Summary: On The road, listening music and videotape
Song: Flowers on the wall by the statler brothers

WARNING.
If y'all figure out how this going to turn out..
Then this is a reference of mentioning. ...
1999

Road to the Skool- 6:30 am

Dib driving under the rain, Zim takes out a camera from his pak. He turns it on, starts recording the road and his boyfriend. Radio music was loud.
"Here is my Dib-thing! halfway to our hell! Right, Dib" Zim gets close with the camera to Dib, Dib stop at the traffic light, flips with his fingers playing the rhythm of the music on the wheel.

he smiles at Zim "Of course! Doing the same cycle shit every morning! It's a hell of a loop ~ haha" tapping the wheel, continues driving.

"come on Zim! Sing with me ~ .."

🎶~ Countin 'flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all ~
Playin 'solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
~ Smokin 'cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me I've nothin 'to doooooo🎶

"Ahh, look, we're almost here!" Dib turning around the corner, the Skool already in sight, Zim continues to record "haha, how bad that nobody is going to see this ~ only we have this wonderful memory ... ah, welcome to our prison for 4 years... and almost to graduation!"

"Well, not for us!" Dib stopping the car in the parking lot. Zim comes out with the camera and records to the last scene, the skool view, and the field.
"Well, here we are! And my human boyfriend and I ... Going to have fun! Bye bye ~" says goodbye to the recording, turning off and put it back on his pak.

And here they are…

In the worst Skool of this filthy city.
We see Zim and Dib entering class and know who the teacher is?
Well, the only and same old bat...

MS, BITTERS!

This old woman looks better than a vampire or what.
12 years of study and every year this woman teaches them in each first classes with the same shitty people..
What a coincidence..

But good they are already their last year.
12th grade is where everyone goes crazy. Parties, prom, and graduation.
And this day is exactly two days before graduation!

The best plan was taken on the best day.

Ah, where was I!

11:08 am

So, already spending 5 hours with Ms, Bitters, she was just talking about the same shit but this time...

"And this is how a baby comes out of a woman's vagina"
... okaiii that's fun!

All the students were watching their crazy old teacher.
Zim seeing the expressions of his classmates and his boyfriend who is with his pencil in his mouth.

Excellent idea.

He raised his hand.
"What Zim"
"Males don't get pregnant?" Everyone spits and Dib almost swallows his pencil.
Ms, Bitters stared at him and threw a pen at Zim's head.

"Hey! "

"That was the stupidest question I ever heard! Of course not!"
Zim smiles and stands up in the seat pointing at Dib.
Dib sees his boyfriend ... shit he knows what he is going to say.

"I TOLD YOU DIB-THING! I CANNOT GET PREGNANT BY YOU"
... aw what a beautiful confession.

The same classmates since 5th grade, burst out laughing and mocking them. At last, the two weirdos of the skool are going out and fucking!

Riingggg

" Go to lunch you animals!" Ms, Bitter let them go.
While everyone left.

Dib grabs Zim's arm and takes him to the bathroom.
Entering closes the door "Why you said that ?!" Dib exclaimed to his boyfriend.
Zim crosses his arms and smiles at him "Please, This was fun .. And" Zim approaches Dib, he surrounds him with his arms kissing him softly on his lips

"this will be the last confession they will take away" Dib hearing that mockery.
Hugs him tight, kissing his green neck "Mhm, you're right ...hehe I love your ways of having fun with humans.
This .. It will be the best day! " the two separate.

Dib opens his backpack. "Did you get it?"
Zim nods and his pak opens. With one of the legs, he pulls out a weapon.

"Yep, it was so easy to buy it. And just for showing my ID card!"
He handed the weapon to Dib. "Of course, this is how the country works, you can get weapons at age 18 and they don't know what kind of people the sellers are dealing with, anyway, what you have is a semi-automatic pistol, 9 mm caliber, this can easily be used, if it's like an Irken's weapons, these guns fire on a single bullet, and that bullet that hits the body. Can either die quickly or a few minutes. It depends on where you want to hit" Dib puts the gun aside and takes out two small things, looks like guns toys.

"Dib! What kind of weapons are those ! Those are toys!"
Dib smiles "of course they are not toys, I made a small adjustment in MY laboratory ...
It was the only way to bring it, but really- "

Dib presses a button and those two toys guns become tremendous weapons that it wouldn't be possible to fit in his backpack.
Dib takes the two weapons admiring them. Eyes on Zim's surprises face and explain

"These weapons ... is one of the famous guns, this same weapon has been used by 18 and 17-year-olds teenagers in 1999 ... the same thing we are going to do.
This-" It shows one that has a rope and is long, a shotgun.

"-is a 9mm Hi-point 995 carbine, the truth it doesn't matter how it works when a person gets hit, but it does say that they are used to defending in their homes. And then those boys of that massacre use it. Let's see how good it is" put it aside, show the other one that looks small but the lower part is long "and this is an Intracted TEC-DC9, caliber of 9mm ... and the best of this- "caresses the gun and kisses it "- they were banned, although the law expired in 2004, it is an excellent penetration damage and a high load capacity"

Hands the weapon to Zim.

Close his backpack and take the semi-automatic pistol and the shotgun on his shoulder.

"Zim, it's time" Zim, astonished by the weapons and the kind of information that Dib said, didn't understand much, but he knows that this is something so dangerous for humans.

He nods his head and calls GIR by his arm "GIR! .. already in your position. Do it now" sounds like a burst of laughter in the background "Yes my master! I'm already here in the place! Do I start the music?"

Zim sees Dib and gives him the signal.

"Start the music"
the two already with their weapons, leaving the bathroom
..

Last mission.

Notes: I HAVE NO FUCK IDEA ABOUT GUNS!
I use google for information about THAT
and yesss.. I use with THAT tragic event..
Still this isn't a remake of THAT.