The Sickness
Part Two
As Dib sat down, his tray in hand, he glance over to where Zim; who was sitting at one of the tables far across the room. At the position he was at, Dib could see Zim looked about ready to fall asleep. 'I've never Zim so tired.' Dib thought to himself. 'I didn't think Irkens could even sleep.'
"What are you up to?" came a voice from beside him.
Dib turned to see a young girl around the age of ten sitting herself down next to him with her own tray. She was around the age of ten years old; wearing a black dress, black boots and a skull pendent. Her hair was a deep magenta purple; which reached to her shoulders. It was Dib's younger sister Gaz.
"Look at him, Gaz," Dib said turning to her before looking over at the disguised Irken again. "He's planning something. I just know it."
"Don't bother me. I'm in the zone." Gaz replied, playing a hand held gaming system she had pulled out of her pocket.
Dib sighed and shook his head before turning back to what he was doing. As he continued to watch Zim from where he was sitting, Dib had also realized that Zim had not made an attempt to prove he was like everyone else; not even shouting out that he was normal, as if not having the energy. Wondering what was going on, Dib soon rose from his spot and left. At that moment, Zim just sat there staring down at his tray, a look of nausea forming on his face. Even the look of the disfigured paste-like substance the school poorly past off as food brought an extremely disgusted look on Zim's face. Zim began to shiver. He felt so cold and could barely keep his eyes open. His throat burned as if he had swallowed sandpaper and his head felt ached as if it were in a vise. After sliding his tray aside, Zim rested his head on his arms. Though Zim tried his best to keep his eyes open, they slowly began to drift closed. He suddenly heard a harsh voice.
"Zim!"
Zim moaned but didn't move from his position, not even bothering to look up.
He suddenly felt a rough shove followed by the harsh voice again.
"Zim get up!" Zim groaned at the sudden movement, and finally opened his eyes.
Though his vision was a bit out of focus, Zim could still see who was standing before him.
"Go away." Zim moaned.
Dib stared at the Irken for a moment before speaking again.
"What's the matter?" He taunted. "Not feeling well?"
"Of course not!" Zim countered back, finally raising his head, which was still hurting from his current headache.
His voice seemed a bit scratchy and filled with annoyance.
"Zim is perfectly fine!"
"Oh really?" Dib smirked. "Then what are you planning Zim?"
"Leave me alone." Zim growled.
"I know you're up to something, so you can stop acting all poor and defenseless. It's not going to help you. So just stop it!" Dib shouted.
Zim sneered as his irritation was becoming more intense.
"I said go away, Dib-Worm!" Zim growled, and began to cough once again. "I- ugh... Am not... Acting d-defenseless!" Zim countered back. "Now... Get out of my sight you..." He coughed again. "Pathetic human!"
Dib scowled at Zim for a moment before a mischievous grin began to form on his face.
"Hey, Zim! Think fast!" Dib shouted before grabbing a piece of meat from Zim's untouched tray and chucked it at Zim's head.
"GAAAAAHHHH! Zim screamed in agony. He just from his seat, running and pushing his way past the other students as the meat continued to burn his skin. Dib watched him leave the lunchroom with a smirk on his face.
"So this is the mighty Irken soldier to take over the world? What a joke." Dib said with a laugh. "But even so, I still need to know what he's up to."
And with that, Dib left the lunchroom to find out what Zim was planning. Meanwhile, Zim was already halfway down the hallway. There was a soft *clank* as he fell back against the old dirty lockers that lined the wall, slumping against them; his skin still having the burning sensation. Zim tried to catch his breath but began to go into a coughing fit once again.
"Stupid..." He coughed. "Human. He shall pay for..!"
He began to cough once again as nausea soon overwhelmed him. Letting out another cough he suddenly felt something come up. Zim swallowed thickly to keep it down and the burning sensation soon began anew. Zim placed his hands to his head as dizziness began to take him over.
"No! I will not lose to this. I shall overcome it! I... Am... ZIM!" Zim shouted, before going letting out another harsh fit of coughing. "Ugh..." He then moaned.
Zim soon made his way down the hallway, hoping that the feeling he had would go away and that he could hold out until the day was over
Here's part two :D I'm sorry for the short chapters :( But it is hard for me to concentrate with people working on our roof :C It's hard for me to work on anything with them making all that noise -_-; But anyways, I've gotten a little more up in this one... At least I hope so ^^; Anyways, I'll have the next part up soon... I hope ^^; R&R PLEASE! THANKS :D:D