The Locker Room - Ch 3
Finding offense in the human's stubbornness, Zim could only scoff at Dib's words to him.
"FINE!" he retorted. "HELP YOURSELF FOR ALL I CARE!"
He returned Dib's glare with a glare of his own before turning and storming out of the shower block, back into the boys' change room.
Lips up-curled into a snarl, he approached his locker and threw open the door violently to retrieve his standard issue uniform, not even bothering to go into a stall to pull back on his garments. He just ripped off the towel and shoved his pants and shirt on, hissing a little as his skin seared slightly. The paste had started to wear off on some sections of his body.
The alien pulled on his boots before slamming shut his locker door and proceeding back out into the gymnasium. His footsteps echoed loudly across the wide arena. As he approached the exit, a lonesome teacher blocked his path.
"You're still in here? What are you doing here? Skool finished half an hour ago. Who's class are you from?"
"Bitters'." Zim mutt
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A/N: This is an ongoing ZADR fanfiction/RP by *Pat-The-Kitsune and myself. Enjoy!
Dib could feel the other's fake eyes following him, watching his every move as he packed up the last of the gym volley balls into there bags, and he couldn't help but wonder why. Why was it that fate was so cruel towards him? Ever since he'd first entered high-school, it seemed every teacher he came into contact with was drawn towards pairing him up with his worst enemy, as he currently was right now. Not that it really mattered when the green menace just sat back and watched.
"You know, you COULD help me with some of this, you jerk." he said, picking up the first bag of volley balls to move them over towards the equipment room.
After an intense gym period in the close to freezing-cold basketball court, their gym teacher had assigned THEM to pack up all the equipment and move it back before heading home. A few weeks shy of the winter break, Dib just wanted to get out of the school's required gym clo
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Zim tried not to feel anxious as he continued to wash himself.
"Oh, shut up, Zim! You know very well I asked you to keep a shower running for me before you left the gym! How was I supposed to know you were still using it?! Besides, I thought you hated water! So why haven't you gone home yet?!" Dib snapped right back at the other, peeking out from behind the curtain of his shower to have a look around, contemplating ducking behind various shower curtains until he could reach the towels on the other end of the room.
Chancing a quick glance over at the shower Zim was still standing behind, he took a deep breath before darting out to make a quick dash for the shower curtain closest to his own. He then did the same with the next one and then the next one, drawing ever closer to his prize. When he was about two showers away from where he could see the folded up towels however, he felt his foot slipping against the wet tile floor as he made another mad dash for one of the curtains.
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Dib rolled his eyes. Of course Zim would be going off again. This time was no different to the last, except instead of rambling on about the cafeteria food giving him blisters, he was directly addressing the cafeteria drone herself. She ignored him of course, barely casting an eye towards the green 'child' directly in front of her, let alone every other student in the cafeteria for that matter.
How could they not see? Even after a two years of the same nonsense. Dib had at least expected something to change. But no. He was still picked on. Still known as the crazy kid with no friends. The paranormal freak.
Putting his hand to his chin, Dib slowly ate his cafeteria food, trying to blot out the noise of Zim's raspy voice, but it was no good. He could still hear it ringing throughout his head. He almost envied how the other students could block Zim out so easily. He just wouldn't shut up.
The pounding sensation emerging on the right side of his temple didn't help either. The more Zim rant
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It had been a long day. Straight after the annual hi skool sports carnival, he'd had to go straight to work, and tonight he hadn't even had time to have a break. He'd been working non-stop since four o'clock and just as he had thought things couldn't get any worse, he'd had to deal with a customer who had broken a video disc and refused to pay for it.
Bored, Dib tried to occupy his mind so that he wouldn't fall asleep against the shelf. He still had another hour of work left, and his boss wouldn't allow him to leave early. He had close tonight, and that meant locking up the store.
Dib was currently alone in the store. The busy hour had just passed and now he was stacking video discs again. He looked at the them as he stacked them, but paid no real mind to what they were, although one did capture his attention.
"Intestines of War," he muttered. "I remember th