A/N: This mght be the last update for about a week cause its the final week of term and we got loads of exams and stuff. So i hope you like this chapter and don't forget to review!
'Everyday we'll be getting up at 6:00am sharp everyday to take part in the survival aspect of this camp, and… you can eat whatever you can find! Just be sure to look it up in the Am I Poisonous? pop-up book first!' Mr Elliot explained cheerfully to them as it got darker and darker. He dropped an incredibly large book onto the ground where it landed with a loud thump and left a slight dint in the ground. Mr Elliot beamed around again. 'Now! We were a bit late getting here today, but the Skool requires us to complete all the tasks!So time for our first challenge!' If the children were able to they would've groaned. The only two people standing were Keef and Zim. Zim because he had no need to rest and Keef because he was just so happy that he was the one connected to Zim for a whole seven days, and no one else!
Mr Elliot pulled a neat little folder out of his bag that seemed to have all the grueling tasks written down on it. 'This one is called, The Balancing Act! Pairs must walk across the tightrope with one on the others shoulders –'
The sun was just hinting it's arrival over the horizon... 'Well, that was easy!' Zim exclaimed, brushing his hands together.
'Sure was fun, wasn't it Master?' Keef said. Everyone bar Zim was covered in bruises and cuts but Keef, much more so than any of the rest too, didn't seem to feel any pain at all. Now that Keef was Zim's replacement slave (for the time being, anyway) he would be nothing but grateful, as living to serve his deity would mean he would be eternally happy!
'Well done everyone! Now you have an hour of sleep before the next challenge! Innit this fun..?' Mr Elliot smiled and began walking over to his cabin whilst everybody else slowly picked themselves off the ground, the less battered ones having to drag their buddies back with them.
Willie was just as torn up as everyone else, but seeming to have boundless amounts of energy (or perhaps from having his spinal cord partly severed after a hit and run incident when he was six and no longer being able to feel anything) he was able to drag Dib around helplessly. Of course Zim laughed on his way past. It was then that Dib came to the sudden realisation that not only was Zim going to be right about him not sleeping in the cabin tonight, he wouldn't be sleeping this entire trip unless he could do something about Willie. He silently cursed Willie.
And then un-silently cursed Willie, for luck.
'Hmm. It's quiet, not good.' Zim commented when he and Keef were standing inside the cabin again. 'Make it less… not good.'
'Yes Master! Right away!' Keef replied and added a salute at the end for good measure. It seemed that he wouldn't be using the one hour for sleep. While Zim stood in the middle of the room, Keef was a blur of activity around him, stretching the chain to its limits making the room less not good.
'Willie… come on. I want to use this hour to sleep!' Dib begged with Willie.
'Aaaa-uhh… whuh?' He replied looking up from digging a huge pit.
'SLEEP! You know, rest?' Dib cried.
'Ah… Nuh.' Willie said changing his answer halfway through, he stopped paying attention to the un-exciting, not moving, big head and went back to digging. Dib sighed and tried to go to sleep on the edge of the pit, but was then disturbed when he was dragged into it because Willie was now trying to bury himself. Suddenly while Dib was struggling to get away and Willie was flailing his hands around wildly the chain got wrapped around his neck and, even Willie needed air, he stopped moving so he could breathe. Dib nearly started crying with joy when he noticed he now had complete control over Willie because he was too stupid to lift his arm back over his neck. It was the ultimate choke chain! Dib yanked himself out of the pit and stormed his way over to his cabin. Everybody else had gone to sleep but the light was still on in his room and he could see Keef darting around inside. What was Zim up to now?
He yanked the door open, 'Zim what are you – what the..?' Dib began but then stopped in his tracks at what he saw. The whole room had been transformed into something that might've been considered luxury if it weren't all the same disgusting grey colour everything there was. 'You cheat Zim! Forgotten already about our deal?'
'Watch your mouth Dib! I have used no technology at all! Everything you see here is the work of Keef's own two hands and teeth!' Zim announced proudly, as if he had done it.
'You really like it Master?' Keef said as if he was ready to explode at the praise that would inevitably come.
Or not. 'Of course not. I've seen sewer rat-creatures live in better conditions, but it will have to do seeing as you're the only one around to fix it.' Zim stated. Keef's smile didn't falter even a bit after the insult, but instead grew wider; as if this had been what he was hoping would be said all along.
'Thanks Master, that means a lot!' He said proudly. Zim smirked at Dib. Keef was nearly the exact opposite of Gir, apart from all the insane gibberish…
Dib stared in amazement. He may have just found someone stupider than Willie… 'Keef, don't listen to him! He's evil!' He cried pointing to Zim and yanking the chain Willie was attached to. Willie stumbled forward and was too slow in putting his other hand out in front of him when he fell. He toppled onto Zim, who leapt back staring in disgust at Willie lying on the ground.
'Keef! Get these two intruders out of here immediately so I can finally rest in peace!' Zim said.
'You will NEVER rest in peace Zim! Not while I'm around!' Dib shouted as Keef happily chucked the two of them out of the room and slammed the door shut. The cabin next door's lights came on and Zita leaned out at looked around.
'It's just Willie and Dib being crazy again.' She called to someone inside the room. 'Hey keep it down Dib!' She turned around and slammed the door. Dib sighed and rolled onto his side, trying to get comfortable. It was just like Zim to be like that. He didn't even need to sleep! Well, there wasn't much he could do about it now except try to get a bit of rest…
'Ah-roo?' Willie made odd sounds next to him. Dib yanked roughly on his handcuff to get him to be quiet. Probably a bit harder than necessary.
With Keef lying in some sort of blissful coma on the rotting floor, Zim sat up on the queen-sized bed that barely fit in the room. It had a hand woven (by Keef of course) bedspread with a crooked picture of Zim's face on it and pillows to match. He'd made a few framed pictures of Zim and him holding hands out of macaroni and even a stand with a lamp on it for the shattered, only just working, bulb. Altogether a whole bunch of unnecessary junk that would make the Dib-human's life suck even more. Zim lay back on the bed and smiled. Things were looking up again!