Stalling Zim: One Miz stared at the boy who taunted her. She had the urge to pull out her spider-like mechanical legs and stab him to shreds. He was pissing her off so much. She wanted to Killllll him. However, Dib and Zim were watching how she'd react to the situation, another test.More Like This
"You're so ugly, why you have green skin?" the boy poked at her bare shoulders.
Miz's left eye twitched and she wanted to kill him even more. More then ever, actually. She lost it a little as she slapped his hand away, her claws slightly ripping his flesh. He cried out with pain. "Don't touch Miz." she screamed at him, standing over him as he fell on his butt in panic.
He scrambled up and ran over to his mother, sobbing. Miz crossed her arms and smiled evilly, showing off her zipper-like smile.
Zim walked over to her and picked her up. "Come along, Miz... we better get out of here before his parent unit comes over." he whispered to her
Meeting The Terms: Thirteen Zim rang the doorbell to the Membrane's house, chewing on his bottom lip. He was scared that Dib still hated him and that he didn't want to have anything to do with him. He thought that that would destroy him if that were the case.More Like This
Two seconds later, Gaz opened the door, her purple hair longer then it was two years ago. She opened one of her eyes to stare at Zim and Miz. "And you are?"
"My name is Zima." he used his old female name. "I'm hear to see Dib. Is he home?" Zim cocked his head.
Miz stared at Zim for a minute, wondering why her mommy wanted to see this human so bad. It confused her.
"He lives on his own now, he IS twenty one." Gaz said, rolling her eyes.
That's right... it'd been three years since Zim had landed on earth so long ago. For Zim, it seemed like it hadn't been that long.
"Can I have his address?" Zim asked nicely, his features looking
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Everything was white. 'Everything' meaning the walls and ceiling; there was nothing else in the room but a large, open window.
He paced back and forth, his boots clicking on the smooth metal floor. The breeze blowing through the window was cold and biting and had the smell of changing seasons on it. It would be winter soon, snowy, shivery Earth winter. It never failed to amaze how one planet could be both baking hot and freezing cold by turns.
He veered from his path, ending up by the window, looking out. The room was on the top floor and he could see the whole city from up here.
It felt different from looking through the spherical windshield of the Voot cruiser. There was so much Earth out there. He shuddered and pulled away, pacing back and forth some more with his eyes on his legs.
Instead of his nice, formal uniform he was wearing a slightly oversized pair of overalls that were badly stained with laboratory spills. He would change as soon as he go