(A/N: Hello. Please review. Enjoy the chapter because I worked VERY hard on it.)
The next day was Wednesday. Zim flushed himself down the toilet into the lab. There he found Tak inspecting one of his machinery projects. He frowned at her. Sneaking behind her, he kicked her in the butt.
"OW!" she cried, falling forward into the floor.
"Hey!" Zim yelled suddenly."It is time for Skooling!" He pulled his disguise out of his PAK and put it on."Let's GO."
Tak stood up, a defiant look on her face.
"And what makes you think I'm going with you?! I'm NOT going back there." She crossed her arms. Zim turned around and began walking back to the elevator.
"Or you could just...stay here with GIR..." He stepped onto the elevator.
"..."
"And Skoodge..." he mumbled.
Tak's eyes widened. She switched on her disguise and rushed onto the elevator with Zim.
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"When are you going to get that space pod off of my lawn?! It may attract paratrooping instigators!"
"...you mean paranormal investigators?" Tak asked Zim. He shrugged, still pissed off. She sighed."I'll move it when I get back! Into your storage bay."
"You can't use my storage bay! It's...my storage bay!" Zim retorted.
"Well, according to you, I can't keep it where it is, so I'm using it!" Tak shot back. Zim let out a huff. They continued their walk down the sidewalk to Skool. Tak grimaced as it came into view.
"Why did I have to come with you?!" she complained.
"Because!" Zim replied hotly."I don't trust you in my base! ALSO, if I have to endure the horrid LEARNING..." Zim snaked his fingers around in Tak's face and she pushed them away."...then so shall YOU!" He pointed at her.
Tak rolled her eyes at him. She looked away, a bad feeling in her squeedily-spooch. It wasn't the Skool that she was concerned about, although it was horrible. It was who she would see there. She was certain that Dib, and probably Gaz were there, and they knew that she was Irken. This was what worried her.
How would Dib react towards her? Did he forget her? Did he hate her? Tak didn't know.
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When Zim and Tak entered Ms. Bitters's classroom, everyone turned to stare at them. Tak tried not to look at Dib. Ms. Bitters hissed and slithered next to Zim.
"Zim! You're two hours late!" she shrieked at him. Then she held out her hand."That's the 666th time. MY PAYMENT."
"YESSIR!" saluted Zim. He pulled a jar of blood out of his PAK and handed it to Ms. Bitters. She inspected it for a bit and then put it into her desk drawer.
"Alright, take a seat..." she muttered. Zim did so."And YOU. What are YOU doing here?"
Tak gulped, suddenly realizing how creepy her old teacher was. She didn't think she was even human...
"Um, the Deelishus Weenie corporation is out of business, so...I...have to go to Skool again...?" she replied. Everyone continued to stare at her. Zim was trying to look uninvolved.
"Fine. As much as I despise getting a new student, it's at least good to think that you should KNOW YOUR PLACE..." Ms. Bitters said in a demonic sort of way. Tak nodded slowly."Take your old seat, child..."
Hesitantly, Tak walked over and sat in the seat behind Dib. The class was normal.
Zim barely paid attention and asked off-topic questions.
Dib attempted to learn, but ended up drawing pictures of random crap.
And Tak, relieved that Dib never turned around, tried her best to focus on the lesson. But it was hard to see past such a big head...
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A pile of gray glop, a brown blob and a bunch of peas served as Tak's lunch. She groaned at the sight of it. Then she roamed the cafeteria, looking for somewhere to sit. As she wandered, she passed Zim, who was just staring at his "food" looking agitated.
Tak finally sat at a table in the corner all alone. She pulled a sandwich out of her PAK, which was disguised as a backpack (her PAK, not the sandwich). Skoodge had given it to her yesterday, so she decided to eat it (the sandwich, not her PAK).
From her seat, Tak could see Dib and Gaz, sitting together as usual.
Gaz played her GS2 as Dib just sort of sat there. He was being unusually quiet. He wasn't even ranting now that Zim had been hauled off to the nurse for trying to eat that brown stuff.(A/N: Time to get his squeedily-spooch pumped! :D)
The thing was, Dib was lost in thought for once. A million questions buzzed through that titanic head of his.
He just wasn't sure how he felt about Tak being here. He never thought he'd see her again, or at least not any time soon. Yet there she was, eating a sandwich with an Irken insignia on it not even thirty feet away.
The truth was, yes, Dib DID have romantic feelings for Tak, but since he found out she was an alien, he had been repressing them. But now that she was here, it just made it that much more difficult. Dib knew that she was a threat to Earth, and Earth was top priority, but Tak was the only "person" he had ever really felt something, a connection, with. He decided to ask about her motives during recess.
"That's JUST what I'll do!" Dib exclaimed, unaware that he had been muttering to himself for the past two paragraphs.
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"HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE PUMPS..." Zim mumbled on his way outside from the nurse's office. Recess was the least terrible part of Skool for Zim because he was able to study the rituals of the children without consequence.
He sat on one of the swings and tried moving his legs up and down like he saw the other kids doing. He didn't swing at all. Then he noticed that one kid had another kid pushing him on the swing. Zim saw Tak pass by.
"HEY! TAK!" She turned to him. Zim pointed at his seat."PUSH!"
Tak simply scoffed, shaking her head and walked away. Zim stuck out his ziggy-zaggy tongue at her.
"WEAKLING!" he shouted."Your feeble arms could not possibly push the mighty ZIM!"
Tak suddenly dashed over, fuming, and pushed Zim in the back as hard as she could. He actually fell OFF of the swing and faceplanted a few feet in front of it. Tak stormed off once more.
Slowly, Zim picked himself up, but then he felt himself BEING picked up by someone else. He opened his eyelids to face none other than Keef.
"HEY, BUDDYYY!" Keef greeted him happily.
"Keef?!" Zim looked at Keef's eyes. They were green like his old ones."What happened to your eyes?!"
"Huh?" asked Keef, still grinning. Zim grabbed him by the collar.
"Your eyes, child!" Zim shook him."The GLORIOUS ones I gave you!"
"Oh yeah, those!" Keef remembered cheerfully. Cue flashback."After a weird incident involving a squirrel, I went to the hospital! That ride in the ambulance was SO fun! So, anyway the surgeon said that my eyes were robotic and needed to be taken out. Who knew?! The eyes were already wired into my brain sockets and they were out of anesthetic, so that part was REALLY painful! Heehee! Then they gave me these ones they had lying around! Just like my old ones, see? See, Zim? See?! SEE?!" he yelled, getting all up in Zim's grill.
"I SEE!" Zim yelled back, pushing Keef away. He just smiled in response.
"I can push you on the swings, buddy!"
"...you know what? How about I push YOU?"
"HEEEEEEE! OKAY!" Keef skipped over to the swing set and hopped into a seat.
Getting behind him, Zim extended his PAK spider legs out to his sides. He smiled an evil, yet adorable smirk.
"Ready, Keef?"
"READY, BESTEST FRIE-" Zim used the spider legs to push Keef with all their might.
Keef swung around the bar a bunch of times, squealing all the while. Finally, his grip on the chains released and he flew careening into the sun. The sky turned red for a couple of seconds and then returned to normal.
Ever smirkier, Zim stopped the spinning swing with his PAK legs and promptly retracted them. He then sauntered off to kickball to see what damage he could do there.
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Tak sat in the spot where she had once had a talk with Dib, hoping she could explain a few things to him. He was a smart kid and Tak knew that, but she knew that this wouldn't be easy.
Not at all.
(A/N: This chapter WAS going to be a bit longer, delving into Dib and Tak's confrontation, but w'ever. I got lazy. So, that was chapter quatre. Hopefully you enjoyed Keef getting killed off in here. See you next time, please review...)
