The Cyborg Baby? - ZADR - Ch.1

It was a normal day at school! The birds were singing, the squirrels were dancing, and Zim slowly drew out his next plan. He sketched down something, his tongue licking his non-existent lips in delight. He then shook his head and erased something and drew it out again.

Dib, once again came into class late, pestered by Ms. Bitters asking why he was late. He answered her and sat down, taking out his stuff. He caught eye of the Irken drawing something and wondered what it could be.

Zim's eyes looked up when Dib came into class late. He snickered and watched the boy walk to his seat. He then stuck half his body out and looked at the boy evilly. "Why're you late, DIB?" Zim asked, saying Dib's name with disgust.

Dib glared at the Irken in disgust and turned away ignoring the question.

Zim snickered again, and then began to worry. What if Dib was in his lab or something?! What if GIR let him in? Zim hopped up on his desk and pointed at Dib. "Stop ignoring Zim, Earth-baby! Tell Zim what you were doing so that he can DESTROY YOUU! Or something." Zim said, unsure as to what he was going to do once Dib told him.

Dib raised an eyebrow at Zim as if he were insane, which is quite possible, and replied with a hint of annoyance "I overslept. Happy?"

Zim looked around, now feeling somewhat embarrassed. But, to hide his embarrassment he laughed and sat back down. "Stupid humans! They're always over-sleeping on their beds of filthhh." Zim explained and shook his fist a bit when he said 'filth'.

Dib laughed a bit "Oh Zim, why do you refer to us as ‘stupid humans’? Is it because...YOU’RE AN ALIEN?!" Dib pointed accusingly at Zim and when nobody reacted, he waved his finger toward Zim and then away from him "Alien.... He's an alien... See.... Green.... Alien.......... Forget it."

Zim looked around worriedly but then cackled. "Dib-monkey, you see, I am a normal Earth baby. Can't you see my legs!?" Zim yelled and stuck up his leg. The Letter M looked at Dib and closed one eye. "Yeah, Dib! Aliens don't have legs!" The Letter M said, making Zim look at Dib evilly.

Dib glared at The Letter M "Aliens can have LEGS! JUST LOOK AT ZIM!" he protested and pointed a finger accusingly again.

The Letter M looked at Zim, then at Dib. "Yeah, but YOU have legs, Dib." The Letter M said and pointed at Dib's legs. Zim looked at Dib's legs too then looked at Dib. "You see, Dib-stink? YOU could be the alien, not ZIM!" Zim yelled and pointed at Dib. Someone laughed like a monkey in the background.

Dib grumbled and muttered "I'll get you Zim." and then turned around and started doing his work, thinking to himself; "I'll get Zim! He can't fool them forever! Just... Gotta be... Persist... Ant...." he sighs and stares blankly at his pencil.

Zim snickered and shook his head, laughing again. He would've said something else but then Ms. Bitters spoke and told them to get to work. Zim started to draw, first it was just Dib standing there, and then he drew Zim behind Dib. Zim drew his arms almost around Dib's stomach but stopped near the middle. He was about to draw a knife and blood, but the bell rang and Zim hopped up and ran out the door. Leaving his picture there.

Dib stayed behind as usual and saw the paper on Zim’s desk. "Oh..." he walked over and picked it up, and his eyes grew wider as he looked at it.
“Wha....." He shoved the paper in his pocket hastily and ran off to lunch before Ms. Bitters could question him.

Zim was in line, his eyes looking at the food. It was repulsive and horrible and it made him sick, but he had to eat it to seem normal. Once he got his food, he walked over to his table and sat down, poking at the gook in disgust. "How do these horrible Earth babies EAT this filth!?" Zim mumbled under his breath as he looked around at all the kids eating happily.

Dib walked into the cafeteria slowly, hands in his trench coat pocket and his face clearly red. He walked over and sat next to his sister Gaz, not in the mood to eat, his stomach felt queasy and he wasn't exactly sure as of why.

Gaz looked at Dib then looked back at her game, her fingers pushing the buttons furiously. Zim stared at Dib and blinked. He then mumbled to himself, "Why is the Dib-stink red?" Zim then ignored him and started poking at his food.

Dib leaned forward slowly, then quickly and unexpectedly banged his head into the cafeteria table. He kept his head there, wondering if he hit his head hard enough whether or not it would knock him out.

Zim stared at Dib then looked back at his food again. "I HATE this school! I should at least do something productive here. Hmm, what about that picture of me about to kill the Dib-stink? Wait, ZIM has no time to draw! I must do something for the tallest! Like, take over the school or something! YESS!" Zim yelled and popped up.

Gaz looked at Dib and opened one eye. "Well?" Gaz said, annoyance in her voice. As she said that, Zim ran off towards the classroom.

Dib groaned and lifted his head up rubbing it. "Well.... I found this on Zim's desk" He showed her the picture knowing if he didn't tell her 'what was up' that he would end up invoking her wrath... That’s never a good thing.

Gaz stared at the picture then looked at her game and grunted. "So? Keef always draws those kinds of pictures with him and Zim." Gaz mumbled and took a spoonful of peas and stuffed them in her mouth.

Meanwhile, Zim was running through the school, opening class rooms and shooting some kind of laser thing in them. He finally got to Ms. Bitters' room and shot a laser in there, his smile evilly wide.


Ms. Bitters ‘slithered’ over to Zim when she saw him shoot the laser "And what are you, you doomed thing, not doing in lunch? Which is DOOMED."

Zim's eye twitched and he shot the laser again. Nothing happened. "I need MORE ammo-things for this pitiful teaching unit!" Zim yelled and put it on full force, zapping Mrs. Bitters with DOOM.

Ms. Bitters stared at him. "You doomed, doomed child"

Zim stared up at Ms. Bitters, his eyes wide. He then took a step back and laughed. Zim grabbed his gun-source and threw it at Ms. Bitters, hoping that THAT would work.

Ms. Bitters caught the gun and crushed it in her hand then growled, everything went dark and her eyes glowed red. "Go. To. LUNCH!"

Zim stood there, his hair almost falling off. Zim took a few steps back then ran off screaming his Zim-scream, his arms waving around and his eyes closed.

Dib stared at Gaz. “But... That's Keef... And... Ya...” he held his mouth nervously. "And Keef, he's all like... Attached to... Zim and..." He started slamming his head into the table again to avoid thinking about it.

Gaz looked at Dib and glared. "If you keep doing that, I will stick your head in your peas and force you to eat them." Gaz mumbled, looking at the creepily glowing peas. She went back to playing her game again, the beeps and boops coming from it calming her.

Dib stopped abruptly. "Hey but... Aren't those YOUR peas? I didn’t buy any..." He decided not to question her further as he feared angering her further.

Gaz stared at Dib and grunted, shrugging.

Dib sighed. "I'm going to go and um... I dunno, find Zim" He walked off.

Dib was walking down the hallway that Zim was running down, looking down, staring at the picture, he didn't see Zim coming and he wasn't paying attention to the screaming.

Zim continued to run and scream, but then hit something. He fell forward and on top of something. Once Zim opened his eyes, he stared down at Dib's glasses.