Zim felt like he was running the mile again, humans and their revolting gym activities.
Stupid humans, well speaking of humans. Zim had no idea what Dib was thinking. Chasing him where nobody could see them... What does he have in mind?... WAIT! This own chasing thing! It must be apart of his plan!
But Dib hasn't bothered to stop Zim in about a month and a half, thirteen minutes, and 82 seconds. But that wasn't a problem for Zim.
He had better things to do anyway. He had nothing to fear from DIB! But why did he feel so scared about this plan of Dib? HA! Don't me laugh myself! Zim looked up and...
Abandoned the ground beneath him, Dib around the corner that cheeky grin on his face almost like Dib's thinking 'I found you!' Zim was frozen for a moment then he turned his heel and bolted for it. Not going to die today!
Surely Dib-stink isn't this insane. To chase after this little old alien around all of these abandoned halls, with loosely trapped posters and pictures of past students.
"HEY!" Zim heard behind him, his footsteps echoing down the hall, FUCK! Was repeating over and over in Zim's mindscape.
Since when did Zim swear this much? As well since Zim has been around. He's learned some swears from tv shows, adult cartoons, and in real life. Truly it wasn't uncommon stepping into a room with teens not cursing each other out and what not.
Zim sometimes mumbles swears in his native language. Not like anybody would know, but he says some pretty horrible shit time to time, smirking at the thought dimwitted idiots that are his classmates.
Well, guess on the subject on swearing. Not that Zim uses it much, it really isn't important to know all types of swears but Zim as swore to himself that he will find out everything this planet has to offer him.
Even sometimes when he doesn't know what's going and what's going to come up when Dib finally captures Zim. Nevermind that Dib-flesh-stink! Zim needs to focus on runnin-
'Cheese skins! a dead end!' Zim thought, stopping a few inches away from a wall. Sighing, annoyed.
Zim turned around, Dib-stink nowhere to be found. That was a relief, Zim thought Dib would run after him!
Now, this is a school hallway, there have to be some classrooms here... The alien looked around, spotting three classrooms again.
Hmfp great, Zim quickly ran to one of the doors, the first being locked. Ugh, seriously? Why would this be locked?!
The Irken shook his head, turning his heel almost tripping to the second door. Faint footsteps, and whistling approaching the entrance of the hallway. DAMN, HE FOUND ME! ugh, focus I'm losing time! Zim ran to the third one and.
-CLICK-
the door was slammed open, revealing a room full of desks, chairs, and skool supplies.
A long and heavy relieved sigh escaped the Irken's parted lips.
Ha! at least something good comes out of being chased by that nasty rival of mine Zim shook himself out of his mind, spinning around noticing the door already shut.
He looked around the room at the sight of all the supplies, Pfftt idiot humans! Just leaving a room full of supplies alone like... the idiots they are! HA HA! A smirk laid itself on Zim's lips and went to work.
Zim felt very proud of himself as he used to. Zim walked afar to admire his masterpiece.
Chairs and desks all bunched up together like cows. But the Irken froze up when footsteps appeared outside and then leaving again.
The little green alien sighing in relief when they passed the door. Zim looked around the room, no windows, no vents, no fucking nothing! Zim was royally pissed off he had caught himself in a room with no way of escape, he shoulda thought ahead.
This stupid planet is rubbing off on him!... No... wait, unmistakably, it's him.
"heh, old habits never die, huh?" Zim sighed, having no option but just to sit in the back of the room and hope that Dib-human will not try anythin-
BANG, the door rattled being hit by a human's fist over and over again. Fiercely "OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!"
Zim shot right up, Dib how? what? He? he had no-...HOW?!
Zim just stayed quiet waiting for that Dib-shit just to pass by. Well maybe pass by. Zim sunk onto the floor, his wig had fallen off while running, his antennae twitching at every settle sound.
The alien messaged them, not realizing he has lost his wig. Idiot, Zim figures he's going to be there for a while, so his mind wonders to how GIR might be feeling about him not being home on time.
The Irken missed GIR already, they're relationship is more like childhood friends more than master and robot.
Zim had his head in his hands, annoyed at the noises at the door, deciding to ignore them.
Well not until...
A desk fell off of the pile. "EEK!" Zim shrieked. Zim getting into a defensive position. His heart pounding out of his chest. Dib had to be so crazy, INSANE EVEN.