My Insane Lover Part 2Today, everyone could tell not to mess with Zim, for some odd reason. It might've been the fact that he'd walked into class looking ready to bite someone's head off. Could've been that Zim had made a special effort in slamming the classroom door closed. Or maybe it was him screaming "I am mad" as soon as he walked in the door.More Like This
Whatever it was, the students kept their distance.
Tak, on the other hand, did not seem very bothered by Zim's angry manner. Actually, that might've encouraged her to be even more annoying than usual. Who knew.
Tak was currently throwing things at him.
Not big items no. More like small, unnoticeable items, like the end of a pencil or a pen cap. Anything that wouldn't draw the teacher, Ms. Bitters, to look over and scowl at her.
Zim was literally taking the items Tak threw at him and breaking them apart. He was using this as some sort of a stress reliever, watching the bits of the object scatter on the desk. The small amount of pleasure he took from this was almos
mi primer fanfic O3OEra otro día común en la escuela de Dib y Zim, y como siempre estos estaban teniendo otra de sus acostumbradas peleas en la cafetería.More Like This
Dib: admítelo Zim!!! Admite que eres un alíen!!
Zim: MIENTEEEEEEEEESSS!!! Yo soy una simple y completamente normal larva humana!! Humano cabezón!!
Dib: que no me llames así!!
Como siempre nadie de la escuela les prestaba atención, pero esta vez la discusión se paso de solo palabras, ya que después de unos momentos empezaron a golpearse de manera muy grave, Dib fue quien dio el primer golpe.
Al ver esto los demás compañeros se pusieron alrededor suyo.
Compañeros: pelea!! Acábalo Dib!! Eso es Zim!! Apuesto a que Dib gana! Obviamente Zim lo va a hacer trizas!!
A todo esto Zim y Dib ni los escuchaban, estaban demasiado concentrados en golpearse el uno al otro..
Dib: es todo lo que tienes Zim!? Pregunto Dib con un tono burlón y sarcástico
Zero NegativeI loved her with all of my heart, body, and soul. And yet I killed her.More Like This
I remember her.
I remember her clearly, as though she were standing directly in front of me and not trapped within the memory files of my PAK. Flawless dark green skin. Long, delicately curled antennae. Vibrant green eyes. Her eyes stand out the clearest to me. They were so expressive, able to convey all of her emotions in a single glance. I remember them the best, down to the smallest eyelash. She was beautiful, beyond beautiful, into words that normal Irkens have no use for. There might be a human word for it, for humans are emotional things. But I'm not good with the human language, and so beautiful is how I describe her.
To the Empire and the citizens of Irk, she was known as the Almighty Tallest. To me, however, she was Miyuki. My beautiful Tallest Miyuki.
I loved her.
I know it is ridiculous to say that I loved her. Everyone loved Miyuki. She was kind, and understanding, and yet when her Empire was threat