Dib tried in vain to get out of the Irken’s grip. “If you don’t let go of me right now, I swear…” He let the threat hang. Zim didn’t comply.
“If you would just shut your noise tubes, listen to me for once in your life, let us at least reach an understanding of the situation, then I’ll let you go. SO SHUT UP AND LISTEN!” Dib flinched slightly at the screech in his ears.
“No! I don’t have to listen to the likes of you!” When had the Irken become so… solid? No matter how hard Dib pushed, the annoying alien wasn’t moving away. But with each attempt, the proud Irken only got more pissed. Finally, he snapped.
“Computer! Tie the worm baby up- I’m tired of dealing with this!” Before Dib could even blink, the metal arms shot up towards him from all sides and restrained him, binding him to a kitchen chair.
“Let go of me!”
“If I didn’t let you leave