_.The Deal - Oneshot._"DAMN YOU.... d-damn you..."More Like This
Dib struggled to catch his breath, slumping down against the ragged edge of the wall. Before him, a now empty courtyard. The bell had gone not long ago. The others had long started to head inside for class, nobody noticing let alone caring about the lanky doubled over teen. He coughed, and was shocked to spit up a small bit of blood.
Dib wiped his hand against his trench coat, before wiping at his mouth. He spat onto the ground beside him, before looking around as though afraid of being attacked. Never before had he fought to this extent with Zim before. There was no denying that over the past two years things had heated up between both rivals.
Dib spat again, before pulling himself up. He had no choice but to head back to class, knowing he would either invoke the Bitters horrible wrath or land himself a place in the underground classroom for the rest of the year. Wanting neither, he trudged back into the building. Only after his right