Chapter 14 - skool encounter

The next day in skool, Dib sat in his chair as he began to entertain himself by rocking his pencil in a
back
and forth motion.
Hearing something hit the floor, Dib glared at the door as an angered Zim stormed inside.

Meeting eyes with his arch enemy, Dib began to squint his eyes angrily but turned around as Miss Bitters emerged
from
 underneath her well hidden desk.

“Class, Due to your horrible behavior, we are going to do Nothing!” shrieked Miss Bitters. Raising his hand, Dib stated, “But we didn’t do anything, all we did was come in here and sit down.”
Grinding
her teeth in response, Dib lowered his hand down immediately as he glared down at the floor.

As the Time began to pass, the children began to grow restless as Miss Bitters ordered all the students who got out
of
their seats to the principal’s office or the unnecessary underground classroom. Forcing his eyes open, Dib set his glasses against the table top as he began to rub the sleep out of his eyes.

After the painful after effect of rubbing his eyes was done, Dib felt around for his glasses but began to groan
 as the
presence of his glasses disappeared. “Miss Bitters, I think someone took my glasses!” growled Dib while
 squinting
across the room at the blurry objects in front of him.

“Do I have to send you to the principal’s office to?” asked the eager looking teacher. Slumping back in his seat, Dib glared in direction of Zims seat as he swore he could he soft rude laughter
coming in that direction.

Scrambling out of class as the skool bell rang indicating that it was lunch and recess, Dib stumbled against the walls as he made his way towards the cafeteria.
Walking up to a figure, dib asked, “Gaz is that you?”


Pulling the person closer to him, Dib began to feel the beings hair as she yelled, “What are you doing Dib, Im Zita” “Oh sorry Zita, do you think you could point me in the direction of the lunch line”
“Sure,” replied Zita as
she pulled Dib towards the back of the line.

Moving further up the line, Dib purchased his lunch as he paid the
lunch lady a Slightly Higher amount that was unneeded.
Struggling towards his usual table, Dib was about to sit down
when something shoved him.
Falling face first into the
tray loaded with foot, Dib raised his head up as the foot dripped
from his face.

“Pathetic humans, always falling!” crackled Zims voice from Dibs previous spot. Rolling his tongue back into his mouth, Dib gagged as the taste of boiled eggs and feathers filled his mouth and
infected
 his taste buds.

Pulling something out of his mouth, Dib rubbed his fingers against it as he indicated that it was indeed
a feather.
“Why didn’t anybody tell ME that I ordered the Boiled eggs and feathers entree!” Screamed the ticked off Dib.Rising to his feet, Dib took a couple of steps towards Zim when he once again felt his enemy push him down.

Hearing the scamper of feet and cheers about fighting, Dib positioned himself as he faced the blur that resembled Zim. Pulling his hands into tight looking firsts, Dib began to swing crazily at a blur that he thought was Zim.


Grinning when his first had contact with the thing, Dibs smile faded as the voice of the being he
 had hit said, “ Dib, to my office Now!” Groaning, Dib began to locate the wall and walk away when the principals voice boomed, “Dib, Where are your glasses?”


“I don’t know, but im sure ZIM has something to do with it!” Dib said nastily. Getting spun around, Zim glanced up at
 the taller human as he demanded Zim give Dibs glasses to him. “Get your filthy human germ filled hands off of Zim!” warned Zim while shoving the hairy hands off of him.

“Hey, don’t talk to your superior that way!” growled the principal.
As the principal and Zim’s assaults began to form
into nasty gestures, the previous crowd of kids gathered around and
 began to scream Fight as Zim pounced at the man.


Sitting in the office, Dib looked at the Door as it swung open presenting two figures. “Here are your glasses Dib,” gasped the principal as he handed the partly cracked glasses to Dib. Slipping his long lost glasses back on, Dib blinked in surprise as the appearance of Zim and his principal came into View. Zim was covered in 3 or 5 bruises and seemed to have a strained ankle, while his principal was in an even worse stage.

A Lock of his hair was missing reveling a permanent bald spot and the skin that was noticeable was
completely
covered in odd scrapes and bruises.
“Do you two young men know why I have asked you down here?” asked the Principal
 who was trying to regain his pride and voice.

“Maybe because Zim,” began Dib before he was rudely interrupted by the principal. “I asked you kids to come here, because it seems that you two have been fighting in Skool grounds lately!” Said the
 principal
as he looked towards Zim then back at Dib.

“Im just going to say it once, either fight off skool property or dramatic measures might occur!” warned the principal,
“That is all”
Rising out of his seat, Dib headed out of the office as Zim darted ahead of him. Walking down the hall, Dib glanced at the clock as he released that it was surprisingly almost time to leave.


Sighing from the previous occurrence, Dib straightened the cracked glasses as he walked back into his class. Glaring at Zim on his way

back to his seat, Dib sat back in his chair when the bell out of the blue rang. Scrambling out of his seat, Dib walked towards the Door as Zim waited for him.

“What do you want Zim!?” asked the now slightly ticked off Dib.
“I know what you’ve done and
I SWEAR that that ZIM Will NOT let this act slide,” Zim said as he tripped Dib and ran out of his sight.

Rising to his feet, Dib blinked at Zims warning as he tried to recall what he had done.
Shaking it off, Dib headed
 home as Zim also hurried back to his base.
Fiddling inside his base, Zim Gripped one of his lasers and began
to head back upstairs.

“What yah doing?” questioned the now normal Gir who had planted himself in front of the TV. “Gir be quiet, Zim needs Quiet to activate this laser”
“Ohh, SORRY!” Gir screamed without actually obeying Zims command.
Heading out the door, Zim began to fiddle with the laser as he made his way to his arch enemies home.

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