I am ZIM!

I stared at Dare through the corner of my eyes. She held up her hand. She kept it there for about an eternity.

She dropped it.

We both took off at pretty much the exact same time. We sped down the slope at lightning fast pace.

I scowled at the tree that tried to knock me off my skis last time we were down here. I swerved out of the way.

Dare was actually a little farther than me diagonally, but I could probably pass her. I saw a stick fling at me from somewhere, but I flicked it out of the way with my hand.

Something jumped on my shoulder.

I looked back quickly, thinking it was a raccoon.

Mimi.

Tak skied right behind me, in her human form. She wore a helmet and usual ski stuff; Mimi was wearing a neon purple scarf and a black and white-rimmed beanie. They rode a black and purple snowboard.

"HI!" Tak screamed at me, looking totally insane. Mimi hopped back on her shoulder.

No doubt about this, but I instantly froze. Why would she just reveal herself out of nowhere?

I tried to swerve away from her, but she was freaking stalking me.

"You can't get away from me THAT easy!" she teased.

"I intend to!" I tried to catch up to Dare (she never noticed Tak and Mimi at all), but that Irken bitch cut me off.

"I'm bringing you a message: in five days, call me. You'll know why!"

"WHY?" I screamed at her.

"YOU"LL KNOW!" she yelled back. Tak sped up, catching Dare, and launched herself off the ground.

She pointed the bottom of her snowboard at Dare's head.

Since Tak was slightly behind Dare, Dare had no idea what was coming until she turned her head too late.

Dare took a snowboard to the face and cart wheeled down the rest of the mountain, she was barely conscious from the hit.

"DELILAH!" I screamed. I parked my skis next to her body at the end of the slope.

Tak stood right next to me, but out of Dare's view. "So that's her name?" she asked innocently.

I turned to her face, my eyes watering and bloodshot. "GET! OUT! OF HERE!"

"OK... Fine, nothing's happening anymore." She disappeared into the bushes with Mimi.

"DARE! Can you here me?" I prodded her face.

"Zim..." she answered half-consciously, "... I feel fine..." she argued with me, "But I'm... so headache-y... Carry me?"

I smiled down at her refusing attitude, "Of course, Dare-love."

I lifted her body and ditched our skis and snowboard at the bottom of the hill.

One day, I know Tak is going to die.

And from now on, I'm an Irken of my word.