I would just like to say, that NO Zim is not wearing a bee costume. Sorry to disappoint. i just thought it would be a cute drawing. Hehe! and why does everyone assume he's singing? I mean what if he's doing stand up comedy or a skit or if he just plans on making a speech?
I clicked through page after page of internet pages looking for the right costume. I wanted something that was sexy, something Dib would notice me in. Oh and it had to PINK. GIR hovered over my shoulder pointing at outfits randomly and squealing.
"OOOOO! THAT ONE! THAT ONE IS PRETTY!" He said pointing at a blue dress.
"No GIR, that one isn't pink. IT HAS TO BE PINK." I said sternly. Every piece that GIR pointed at was the color of his eyes.
"Awwww." He said sadly.
I scrolled down and clicked to go to the next page. Hours later and at least a hundred links clicked I saw one that looked promising. I pulled the page up and GIR cooed excitedly.
" OOOOOOOOOOO! PURTY!"
"YES. THIS IS THE ONE!" I said pointing a finger towards the air.
I pressed the 'add to shopping cart' button and filled in my information. It would be here in eight to ten business days.
I rushed out of the house yanking on my other boot and straightening my wig. I had woken up late and was worried about being late to school. I ran down the sidewalk and wondered why I hadn't just asked GIR to jet me to school. I saw Dib ahead of me again and I sped up even more. I guess I wasn't as late as I thought. I came to a stop next to him and tried to even my breathing.
"Hey," Pant. "Dib," Pant. "What's," Pant. "Up?" Sigh.
"What do you want?" He grouched, not even looking at me.
"We are friends, correct? Friends talk to each other." I said, raising a brow.
"Oh yeah. I'm just walking to school. You?" He said irritation clear in his voice.
"Same… You wish me to leave, do you not?" I asked sullenly.
He scratched his cheek and looked away embarrassed. "No, it's fine. What do you want to talk about?" Dib said in a more sincere voice.
I smiled a little. "Did you have a nice afternoon, yesterday?"
"I guess. It was kind of dull." His eyes flicked over to me. "What did you do yesterday afternoon?"
"I practiced my act for the Talent Show." I grinned widely, flashing my zippered teeth.
"You're auditioning for the Talent Show?" Shocked. Dib's emotions were always transparent in his voice and actions.
"Yes I am. I am fairly confident I will be in it too." Seriously? I mean I was probably one of the only people who had any desire to be put up on a stage at this school.
"Oh really?" Sarcasm now. "And what is your talent?"
I tapped his nose. "Now that Dibbers, is something for me to know and you to find out." And with that I left him to walk into the school we had just arrived at. I looked over my shoulder and he was still just standing there confused. Teasing Dib was so fun.
As it turned out, I was late to school. Dib was too, so both of us got detention. I hoped this wasn't going to be a common thing because I really hated staying at school longer than necessary.
I heaved a sigh of annoyance and threw myself in my chair. I took out a pad of paper and a pencil and began to doodle as the teacher started talking about the notes on the board. I initially started with a picture of a new laser but after a moment I took to drawing a hand holding it. I extended up and sketched out the details of a human arm. I frowned a little at the narrow shoulders and broadened them. The strong abdomen and legs came and I drew a thick black trench coat on my character. Absorbed I traced on little glasses and made wild, dark hair on the head.
By the end of the period I had a nice picture of Dib pointing a laser out of the picture. I sat looking at it for a moment when I heard footsteps walking towards me. I looked up and Dib was trying to look over my shoulder. I quickly clutched my drawing to my chest.
"What are you drawing?" He asked casually.
"Nothing!" I snapped defensively.
He smirked. "Oh really? Can I see it?"
"Why would you want to see nothing?" I asked smartly back.
"If it's nothing why can't I see it?"
"Gah!" I complained. "You are much too smart for your own good Dib."
"Does that mean I can see it?" He asked eagerly. I was dying to give into those begging eyes but I knew it was a bad idea.
"No. And adorable canine faces don't work on me." A mechanical arm came and took the drawing into my PAK before another word could be said.
He made a pouty face. "I thought we were friends." He was trying to play my sympathies.
"We are!" I protested.
"Then let me see it!" he exclaimed, dropping the act.
"FINE!" I shouted. The metal arm came back out and threw the piece of paper at Dib and then I stormed out of the room, leaving him shocked at my attitude, but glad that he had gotten the picture.
I sat at my empty table, glaring at my bowl of soup. Disgusting, filthy Earth food that would burn me if I touched it. Almost everything liquid on this planet burned me. It wasn't even the hydrogen and oxygen mixture that harmed me. It was all the pollution in it that made it burn my skin. Irkens were naturally very clean creatures. Our skin repelled dirt and grime, but by sticking our bare flesh into a contaminated substance? Well of course it would burn!
So I narrowed my eyes more at the vile substance on my tray. Just then another tray smacked down next to me and another across from me. I looked up to see that Dib and Gaz had come to sit with me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, confused, but not rude.
"You wanted to be friends. Friends sit together." Dib said simply.
"I don't want to sit alone." Gaz said, not taking her eyes off the screen of her Game Slave.
I smiled just a little bit.
"Do you want your drawing back?" Dib asked suddenly.
"Yes." I said, not looking at him.
"Here." He handed it to me and I shoved it in my pocket this time. "It's cool. It looks almost exactly like me."
"Thanks." I said glancing at him. It was strange to have him being polite to me. I could tell it was awkward and difficult for him, but it made me happy none the less. He shifted in his seat and started eating for something to do. I picked up my spoon and stirred my soup carefully so as not to get any on me. While I stared into the acid I found myself looking into his happily instead of angrily.
Detention sucked. The only good thing about it was that I had Dib sitting right behind me to 'enjoy' the suckiness of it with me. I let my arms hang on either side of me as I laid my forehead on the smooth tree carcass. I found it strange that humans killed plants to make their furniture. Irkens used the elements to make their building materials so as not to waste or ruin any valuable resources. Why waste nature?
I stared at the desktop intimately until I felt a something slid down the collar of my shirt just a bit. I clutched at the back of my neck to seize the foreign object. When I had it in my hand I looked at it and realized it was just a folded piece of paper. I opened in and saw that it was a note from Dib. I smiled to myself and read.
God this is so boring. I don't think I'll ever be late again if it means having to sit through this torture.
I rolled my eyes at the word 'torture'. Yeah it sucked but I had seen humans do much worse to each other. Such as being drawn and quartered, slicing each other apart, rape. That last one made me shudder. I remembered the time that a group of young men had cornered me in an ally. They had started pulling at my uniform and jeering at me. One had successfully ripped away half of my shirt and another had reached for my pants when I had pulled out my spider legs. Each of them had gotten stabbed quickly and then I had run home. I also remembered breaking down with GIR holding me. I had been so terrified.
Torture isn't quite the word I'd choose, but yes it is quite dull. Irkens had much more efficient punishments.
I pretended to scratch the back of my neck and I dropped the note onto Dib's desk. There wasn't much need to be sneaky as the teacher was reading, but neither of us was one to take a risk of being obvious.
Like what kind of punishments?
I smirked. When and Irken was out of line he was whipped across the back. It sounded painful, but it was about as harsh as giving a human a good hard spanking.
Oh, you wouldn't want to know.
I tossed it behind me and glanced at the teacher. I think she had fallen asleep. I pulled a cord out of my PAK and put it under my wig. It was an ear bud so I could listen to music. I jiggled in my seat so that it would shuffle. I still could never understand why they had put the shake to shuffle feature in. It was so annoying.
So when are you going to tell me what you're doing for the Talent Show?
I shook my head. Hadn't I already told him he'd half to wait? Just as I was about to reply the bell rang. I jumped out of my seat and ran out the door with a hasty goodbye to Dib. I needed to get home and practice my act.
AHAH! I particulary like this chapter because we get a little bit of Dib being nice and also we get a little more insight into Zim's head. 8D Reviews make me happy!