Parapluie
"I have to pee!" Lorelei announced happily to the world.
Darlene gave Lorelei a very funny look as she skipped toward the bathroom.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Dib was awakening from a very pleasant sleep. He had a wonderful dream, a wonderful dream about Zim. Now Zim and wonderful were not always to be used in the same sentence, but Dib got to try out his new Alien-O-Terror straitjacket. The dream had ended wonderfully, where he had become famous, loved, and got all the women.
Though he had noticed one thing…
His head seemed lighter.
"Hm, must've been a really good dream…" He shrugged, stretching. It was then that he felt something… Something fuzzy. Something… Rat-like!
"Eek!" Screamed Dib, like a little girl. He hopped off his bed with such speed he could have challenged a racehorse.
Meanwhile downstairs…
"Eek!" Darlene heard from upstairs, pondering what had just happened. Had Dib gone insane yet? Had he awoken to find a mutant bear in his room? Or had all the mirrors in his house suddenly become possessed by some poltergeist? She didn't know if she'd ever find out…
"Or maybe," She said aloud to herself, "he noticed his hair."
"What's that?" Lorelei asked, having finished her business in the bathroom – and now she had tons of black-and-red eyeshadow on.
Meanwhile, again…
"Wait, that's not a rat." Stated Captain Obvious, walking slowly back to his bed. "Then what is it..?"
He poked his pillow, to see if the black… thing would move. It didn't. So he picked it up, stared at it, and then adopted a look of horror. "Oh my god…"
Picking up his glasses, he ran to the bathroom, staring at his reflection in the mirror. "EEK!"
Meanwhile, once again…
"EEK!" Came the call from upstairs.
Darlene and Lorelei started snickering. "Y'think he just figured it out?"
"Yeah."
They smiled, though wiped it away as he ran to the head of the stairs. "My haaaaair!" He whined, "My beautiful haiiiir!"
Lorelei and Darlene stared, for only now they had seen the horror of what they had done. Dib's hair was… Well, buzz-cutty-ish. A very scary look for Dib.
"WHO did this?" He growled, tiny hands clenched into fists, despite the fact he was still wearing alien PJs. So he looked very tough.
"I don't know," Darlene stated bluntly. Though the directors called "Cut!" And so the scene stopped. When it restarted, it started a little differently…
"WHO did this?" Dib repeated, feeling a very strong sense of deja-vu.
"Lorelei did it." Darlene stated, pointing.
"What? Oh… Okay yeah, maybe I did."
The next scene was a very mad Dib chasing Lorelei out of the house.
Later on in the day, Darlene had found Lorelei sitting on a bench eating truffles.
"So how was your day with Dib?" She asked, popping a bite of chocolatey goodness in her mouth. "I didn't spend it with Dib."
"Then where were you?"
"Barnes and Noble."
Now, anybody who would have heard this conversation would have gone 'Oh, she went to a bookstore, cool' but anybody who knew Darlene, and was named Lorelei, would know that she was actually talking about a very different subject. In fact, Lorelei and Darlene knew each other so well, that they had made their own language.
"You know," Darlene said randomly, "That four out of five Americans admit to showering with people?"
"Disturbing… Keep talking."
"Yeah, I read it online. All these guys admit to wanting to shower with celebrities and stuff."
"Who'd you do it with?" Lorelei asked, smirking as she ate another truffle.
"Do what?"
"You know…" Darlene gave Lorelei a sour look.
"I mean showering, stupid." She grinned, shrugging. "It has to be a celebrity."
"Zim." Darlene stated bluntly, shrugging. "Who'd you do it with?"
"Me, myself, and I. The idea of sharing a shower is… Disturbing. 'Sides, you'd end up burning poor Zim."
There was a long, very long pause. It was so long, that even the birds became silent. Until… A lady with bright pink hair, with an iPod turned up way too loud, came dancing by with Milkshake playing on her iPod.
"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and their like 'It's better than yours,'" Darlene started singing absent-mindedly.
"Damn right, it's better than yours." Lorelei chimed in, and before they knew it, they were singing Milkshake.
"La la, la la l a, the boys are waiting," By now they were singing all-out, when a certain green boy walked by.
"Eeeh? Darlene-human? These HUMAN boys are waiting for whaaat?" Zim asked, raising a brow in confusion.
This sent a screech of silence through the park. The birds stopped singing in tune to Milkshake, the girls standing a few feet behind Darlene and Lorelei had stopped dancing, even somewhere in the world – the iPod stopped playing. And somewhere, somebody's call JUST GOT DROPPED, just like that!
"Um… It's a song," Darlene tried to explain, all while Lorelei was falling over in laughter. Though soon afterwards, the birds started singing, the iPod started working, people kept dancing, and somebody discovered the brains to change their cell phone service.
"A song!?" Zim called, nearly screaming. Darlene nodded and shuffled through Lorelei's bookbag, looking for her own iPod. "Here, listen."
She turned it to Milkshake and tried desperately to find Zim's ears, which he didn't have any. So instead she just rested the earphones near his antennae and turned the volume down low.
"Hm… Hm? HMMM?" He 'hmm'ed as he listened. "This soong, this is interesting. What is this… 'milkshake'."
Lorelei stared.
And stared.
And stared some more!
"You don't want to know…"