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brb suicide
By Kitteh and NeoFox
Rating: PG
Warnings: It’s gay ya’know. It’s gay.
Disclaimer: Smeets will eat our souls if we dare claim Invader Zim.  So yeah, Jhonen can keep his smeets of DOOM!  We just want to borrow Zim and Dib for a fic, so calm yourselves.
Summary: ZADR. AU. A bass ackwards universe in which Dib is just your regular tom-emo in middle skool, his father isn't the renowned Professor and Zim is actually smart and oh so fabulous.
Beta: moon-glaive

Chapter 08

The blur of annoyed grunts and angry voices were ignored as Zim pushed himself through herds of students to get as far as possible from where he had been. The only thing on his mind: the hot feeling in his mouth. The warmth was slowly leaving, most likely diluted by his own saliva, but it still made no sense to him. Well, perhaps it should; he had let an alien creature stick its tongue in his mouth. What was he thinking!? That was vile, and, and-- interracial, interspecies, and so many colours of the rainbow wrong.

Zim shut his eyes a moment to think, keeping his hands clapped over his mouth. Unfortunately, ocular impairment did not lend well to navigation of unfamiliar territory. Zim walked smack into something quite ungracefully.

"Bulls-eye!" a loud shout came from one body while another fell to the floor. "Right on the nose! Did you see that, Jess? We should make her walk in front more often. It's much safer for us." Familiar laughter soon followed the words.

"You're a riot, Alex. Really, you are." Jessica's calm voice was heard in response to the other girl as she helped their fallen friend up. As soon as they were both standing back up, she turned her gaze on the one they had bumped into. "Zim, you should watch where you're going." She glared back at Alex who was still laughing, letting out a small sigh when the other girl failed at trying to calm herself.

Zim blinked his eyes open and looked over each girl in surprise. "Jeph! Ahex! Feeta!" He blinked and looked at the purple-haired girl, still with his hands over his mouth. "Oh-! Forry Feeta. Dimn't fee you there. I waf jusf. Uhhhhhh. Going hoo, um..." He looked from right to left; many students were staring at him; from the sounds of things, hot gossip of what had just happened was already being regurgitated from those who had run screaming from the scene in the cafeteria. Zim slowly looked back to the three girls. "Faa..yeaaaa.."

Despite the apology Zita still looked quite annoyed as she glanced at Zim. One of her hands moved up to rub at her face before she moved both to smooth down her clothes. "You better be." She blinked her eyes, and allowed her hands to drop back down. "Wait, you did say sorry, right?"

Jessica herself also looked a bit confused, and the fact that they had an audience wasn't helping her train of thought very much. Before she could even open her mouth to try and get a word in, Alex had taken the liberty, and done so for her.

"Back away! He's ours right now!" The brown haired girl had latched herself onto Zim, and was giving each student around them evil eyes. "You had your chance. He bumped into us, not you." That display was enough for most of the students to shuffle away from the scene, a few of them whining under their breath.

Zim glanced around confused, yet thankful for the, uh, whatever it was Alex was doing to make everyone go away, and mind their own business. "Umm. F-fanks? Uh. Huh." Girls were crazy, territorial creatures; it was obviously an universal trait. Zim glanced at the girl attached to himself not sure what to make of it.

"Not a problem!" Alex gave a small smile as she looked back at Zim, but soon it turned into a devious grin as she let go of the other. She moved to stand in front of Zim, and leaned forward, invading the boy's personal space as she spoke. "Now, we want to know about all of this juicy information going around that we weren't told about first."

"Why would we want to be told about it first? Are you crazy?" Zita spoke up before Zim could even answer. A small disgusted noise came from her as she shuddered. "Why do we care if Dib had his way with him on a table," she blinked her eyes before shaking her head in frustration, "or whatever it was."

"I believe it was up against a wall." Jessica gave a small shrug at her own information. "Although, that could be just as wrong."

Zim looked from one to the other before looking back at Alex. News traveled fast, real fast, faster than any warp speed he'd known. Now that was an energy to harness; the power of rumor!
"Well. Youffee. Uhh." How to go about saying this the normal way, and retrieve information at the same time. Zim blinked as he took a small step back regaining his personal space. "Hiff mouff waff hot." He glanced away. "Fery hot." He looked back to Alex again. "Burning hot. An' I down't know why."

Alex gave Zim a small, curious look before she ended up breaking out into giggles once again. "I'll bet it was." She was pushed aside as Jessica took the spot in front of Zim, but that didn't stop her laughter at all.

"What do you mean it was hot?" Jessica moved her hands up so she could place them on Zim's cheeks. "That doesn't make any sense. Open your mouth."

"Oh! I know!" Zita jumped up and down. "Maybe Dib was eating one of those really hot candies before he kissed Zim." Both of the girls gave her a blank look which caused her to move back a bit, and pout. "It was just a thought."

Zim slowly lowered his hands from his mouth, then opened it like he was told. "The Dib wasn't eating anything. We were drawing mutated fruit, no eating involved." He opened his mouth agaib, but continued talking anyway. "Why would you bet it's hot?" He glanced at Alex. "Is the mouth suppose to be hot? It didn't really hurt. It was just so- so sudden. Kind of like- woosh!" Zim flared out his hands in gesture. "When he stuck his tongue in."

"Alex was just being stupid when she said that, Zim. Don't mind her." Jessica ignored the loud Hey! that came from the other girl after she spoke. Instead, she turned Zim's head from side to side looking inside his mouth. "You have a weird tongue."

"Let me see!" Zita ran up to stand beside the blonde, and moved her face close so she could get a good look. "Oh! Wow! How did you make it do that? Was that surgery? Did it hurt? Where can I get that done? I want mine to look like that." She moved a finger out to poke at it only to have Jessica slap it away. "Ow!"

Jessica shot a glare at the other girl before looking back at Zim so she could inspect the boy's mouth once more. "I don't see anything wrong. And, no, mouths aren't supposed to be hot. You've never kissed anyone before, have you?"

It wasn't Zita's questioning, but Jessica's that caused Zim's eyes to open wide. He looked skyward for a quick moment. "Uhhh." He looked left. "Well. I. um. Zim has. Kinda." He looked right. "B-back home.. -there were these t-two, and mouths touched." Zim pointed, laughing in all his nervousness. "And, I recall there being no hotness of the mouth like that. I- it was hot but not h-hot.. and yeaa." Zim laughed stupidly.

All three girls stared open-mouthed at Zim as Jessica dropped her hands from the teen's cheeks. Alex was the only one to recover as she pushed the other two aside, so she could be in front of Zim once again. "Wait a minute. Forget your kissy-kissy problems with Dib." A large grin spread over her face. "Tell us more about what went on back home with those other two you were talking about."

Jessica and Zita didn't even seem to mind being pushed aside all that much. Both were too interested in what Zim had to say in response to Alex. Although, Jessica tried to look as unenthusiastic as she could, she was failing.

"A-a...oh-" Yes, those were vowel sounds, Zim. He tried to figure out what had just happened, and how the topic had just shifted to his past exploits, and wondrous mouth; it tended to say things it shouldn't. "B-but my 'kissy-kissy' problem is.. -I.. maybe.." Alex was staring at him too intently for Zim to think of any statement or question that wasn't stupid; his mind wasn't exactly coherent due to his recent encounter with Dib. The question wasn't helping. "They were just.. uh.. friends of Zim's. Yea." Zim nodded slowly. "Very.. special .. friends." He bit his knuckle; he was doomed.

"How far did you go with them? Did you just kiss? Did you do more?" It was Zita's turn to ask the questions, but such questions caused Jessica to slap her on the arm in an attempt to quiet her down. "Hey, stop hitting me."

"Well, do you want everyone in Skool to know that Zim made out with two other people? That's not the best news to be throwing around right now." Jessica proposed as she continued to glare at the other girl.

"It's some of the best I've heard all day." Alex couldn't help but let out a small giggle at that, but stopped midway through to finish. "Although, hearing that Dib is so touchy-feely with Zim here doesn't really disappoint me either."

"W-we don't talk anymore. I had to, uh, move. Yea. See." Zim threw out his arms. "Zim had to move here, and I never saw them again." He glanced at Zita, and hoped the girl would be satisfied enough with that answer; though knowing these three, the Gossip Queens, as Dib had put it, she wouldn't be. He just hoped Jessica would remember her own advice before he continued, "So, you see, two mouths and no hot burning. Is there something in the Dib's mouth that.. does.. uh.. stuff? Makes it so dangerous? Cuz Zim licked his tongue before and it was hot." Zim blinked; yep, there was no such thing as non-incriminating anymore.

Alex was still having a hard time with her laughter, let alone keeping a straight face; so, Jessica answered instead. It was safer that way. "I really have no idea why it would have been hot. Maybe you're just allergic to something Dib ate. He could have been eating before you got there, and some of the food was still stuck in his teeth, or something."

"That's gross." Zita stuck out her tongue at such a thought, and tried to push Jessica aside so that she could move in front of Zim. "You're just imagining things, Zim. There's no way Dib's mouth could be hot. It makes no sense. None of this does."

Zim actually gave that some thought making a small noise with his mouth as he tasted it with his tongue. The heat was less now but still noticeable. "Maybe I'm allergic to his mouth. The saliva. That would make better sense." It did, and he was going to make some analysis and tests on it when he got a chance to get back to his base; look over the anatomy, and makeup of the human species. That would be something eerie to report back to Tallest Miyuki with. Yes, the humans are non-threatening creatures, but don't stick your tongue in their mouth, for it burns. It burns! "Humans are strange.. er- I mean boys are strange. No- wait- Dib is strange. Yes. I said Dib. Dib. Yes. He is very strange," said the disguised alien who let slip that he had made out with two other aliens to these three aliens who lived, and breathed on juicy rumors.

Alex had finally stopped laughing just so she could stare at Zim with an amused expression. "Well, at least the two of you can be strange together." Those words only had her laughing once more.

Jessica rolled her eyes shifting an annoyed look back at Alex. It did no good. She gave in after a few seconds, and looked back at Zim with narrowed eyes. "I don't see why you would be allergic to his mouth. That makes as much sense as anything else." She shrugged her shoulders. "But, whatever."

"Right, well, I should uh- go." Zim pointed down the hall. "I need to go rinse my mouth out, or something useful like that. Then I should probably do the 'class' thing. Haven't done that yet. That should be an experience." Zim put his hands on his hips and nodded. "Then again- nor has the Dib since yesterday. And neither are you three. I wonder if this 'class' thing is just some conspiracy." He looked around shifty-eyed.

"Actually, we're supposed to be in the library right now working on a project, but Jessica said we shouldn't have to worry about it till much later." Zita moved, away from Zim and stood straight so she could cross her arms.

Alex quickly moved a hand out to grab hold of Zim's arm afraid that the teen would vanish right on the spot. "Besides, you're not getting away yet." She leaned in close to him, and glanced down the hall as if someone would pop out of nowhere at any second. "You still have yet to tell us what really happened between you and Dib."

Jessica let out a small sigh that seemed a little too forced. "Come on, Alex. Leave him alone about it." She tapped her foot for a few seconds. "Unless he really does want to tell us."

Zim wiggled his fingers; everyone loved to grab and yank his arm it seemed. "H-hm. Well." He scratched claws through his hair. "The Dibness and I were drawing mutant plant life fruitations, then he drew me, then he kissed me, then some students made siren-esque howls, then the Dib stopped kissing me, then he pulled Zim over to the howling monkey children, and we started kissing again right then and there." Zim rested a hand on his cheek in memory. "Yea. That was neat." He frowned disapprovingly. "Then he stuck his tongue in my mouth, and it got hot. So. I left. The end!" He flared out a hand and smiled widely to please, hoping that was enough to sate them.

"Oh, Dib drew a picture of you? That's so sweet." Zita clasped her hands to her chest at the thought before turning to look at Jessica just so she could shake the girl by the shoulders. "Jess, why won't some guy draw a picture of me? I'm cute aren't I?"

Jessica could only mutter a few incoherent words, considering Zita was trying to shake the life out of her. So, she quickly moved  to grab the other girl's arms, and turned her own eyes on her. "Yes, Zita, you're cute!" Those words earned a squeal from the purple-haired girl. She gave out a frustrated sigh before letting go of the other's arms and turning her attention back to Zim. "So, you just sort of left? Hmm."

"Poor Dib, all alone and scorned. 'My lover doesn't love me. My soul she weeps', or something just as stupid as that, right?" Alex couldn't help it and started laughing once more which caused Jessica to scold the girl. Alex only ignored it.

Zim gave a slow nod. "That sounds exactly like the Dib." He pointed at the laughing girl. "Just as bad, just as sad." He stuck out his tongue as if tasting something disgusting and sour; might as well have, the bad poetry was just awful. Zim blinked and gave a slight chuckle. "Dibness' soul is a girl." He tapped his teeth with a grin. "That would explain a lot." He cackled unpleasantly to himself at that. "At least the drawing of Zim was good. I was amazed considering only smelly poetry comes from that hand. The Dib captured all the greatness that was Zim in just a few scribbles of graphite on blue-tattooed, dried tree-slices. T'was gewd. I want it." Manual, primitive art was something new and enthralling, considering the only pictures of people Zim had seen were replicas taken by computers of the highest quality.

Jessica turned her eyes back to Zim after having shouted at Alex. The boy's words caused her to give him a curious look. "I find you to be the strange one, Zim. You're going out with Dib, and yet so far, you haven't had one good thing to say about him. Well, aside from his art, but it was of you so that makes sense."

Alex tried to hold in a giggle at Jessica's sudden interest. Her eyes moved from her friend, to the green boy, then back again. "What do you care, Jess? Like it really matters. It's pretty sad when even Dib's boyfriend can see all the things wrong with him, and he just got here."

"I'll take him if you don't want him, Zim!" Zita practically clung to the boy's arm with her sudden announcement. The other two girl's looked at her as if she were insane. "What? Just because I think he's weird doesn't mean I can't try to like him. Especially if he's so willing to draw pictures of whoever he likes, or even write about them, maybe." She gave out a small sigh. "It's really romantic if you think about it."

"Yeah, in a gag me sort of way." Alex rolled her eyes after she spoke just before she looked away.

Zim made a horridly, disgusted face at the girl who clung to him. "But he writes so badly. Why would you want that torture on your, uh, listening? Not to mention he has so many horrible boyfriend qualities." He counted off on his claws "He's too tall. He's not nice. He hates everything. And he's malfunctioning." Zim looked at the four claws, then looked at his other hand that Zita still clung to. "On the other hand: He has piercings. He draws much better than he writes. He likes my skirt. He's obedient, and he makes good furniture. And I've run out of fingers." Zim compared hands. "That's four against four." He looked at Zita with a wry smirk. "I'll let him know you're interested." he teased.

"Tall men are the best. I can't believe you don't like such a quality." Zita let go of Zim's arm so she could clasp her fingers together once again. "You can feel so much safer in their arms as opposed to someone much shorter than you." She hugged herself before blinking her eyes, realizing she was daydreaming. "Well, anyway, I wouldn't want to have to be the one to make my man feel safe. It should be the other way around."

Jessica only gave a small smile at Zita's display before she spoke up. "And besides, Dib must not hate everything. He kissed you didn't he? Plus, he's going out with you." She put a finger to her chin in thought. "That's a pretty strange definition of hatred."

"Safe?" Zim blinked at Zita. That wasn't something he'd ever considered with height. Height meant power and unrequited respect; he wasn't about to randomly give that to some tall, alien male. Safety in height? The smaller protecting the small. That actually amused Zim and he chuckled to himself. "The Dib is strange." Zim turned to Jessica. Though the comment felt hypocritical on so many levels. "Then again, most people here are strange." He couldn't help but copy Jessica's gesture, placing his finger on his chin, tapping it in thought.

"You can say that again." Alex couldn't help but agree with Zim even if it earned her harsh looks from both of her friends. "Don't listen to them, Zim." She moved forward once more so she could be the one in the boy's line of sight. "Sure you want to feel safe around the person you love, but you still want to feel like you have some control." She moved a hand up to try, and push back the one piece of hair that hung in front of her eyes. "If you can feel both at the same time, then everything is perfect."

"Yes, and you should know. You haven't had one successful relationship since I've known you." Jessica didn't even flinch at the glare Alex sent her way.

"In control." Zim listed it on one claw. "Safe." He listed on another. "That is love. That is perfection." He nodded committing the information to memory. He lowered both hands only to reach back up, and scratch at the back of his head, ruffling the dark hair there. His eyes sifted half-closed as he thought something over, but he didn't say anything; though, in the end, he glanced back to Alex in curiosity. "Is this formula always true?"

Alex quickly looked back at Zim ignoring Jessica for the moment. "What? Oh, yeah." Her anger was forgotten for the moment as she answered Zim's question. "Of course it is. As long as you can always feel such things around the person, then that's pretty much love." She crossed her arms over her chest before going on. "You want to make sure it's the right person of course. If you don't feel even the least bit safe, or just don't enjoy being with the person, then obviously they aren't it."

Zim made a long, thoughtful sound, his eyes widening in the process. "I will remember that, oh, knowledgeable Alex." He nodded soon after. It was just another paragraph of information for his report back to Tallest Miyuki; it didn't apply to him at all. Breeding was pointless, though the body was something fun; in the end, there was no real point in having the right person. Of course, that didn't stop Irken from having favorites, slaves or pets.

Zita moved Alex aside earning an annoyed sound from the girl in the process. "So, does that mean you don't feel any of those things around Dib, or does that mean you do?"

"Well, of course he doesn't." Alex rubbed at the spot on her arm where Zita had pushed her. "If we had to sit there and tell him what love is all about, then obviously he really doesn't feel anything for Dib." She let out a small laugh. "Which I find very funny."

"Yeah, you would." Jessica narrowed her eyes on Alex before allowing her gaze to fall back on Zim.

Zim looked from one girl to another. All three stared intently at him waiting to hear his personal feelings on the matter. He gave a slight nervous laugh, and shook both of his hands. "Don't be so silly. I just met the Dib a few days ago. He just stuck his tongue in my mouth, and I went running." He laughed harder; doomed. "It's a bit early to be talking about such silly things like love." Not to mention out of the question.

All three girls looked back and forth between each other as if one would have an answer the other didn't. Zita took such silence as an opportunity to bite at her nails, a nervous habit she had that she would never quit. Finally, Jessica was the one to turn narrowed eyes back on Zim, her head tilted a bit as she spoke. "Well, it's true that you two just met, but all the talk about you two being together was able to spread the first day you came here. Not to mention what happened in the library."

"It's just weird that's all." Alex shrugged her shoulders before waving a hand. "If you're just trying to get really close to him, then that sort of makes sense. He's not that interesting, so I don't see the point in why you would want to."

Zim clacked his mouth shut and froze. He laughed hard, and much too loudly before shaking his head. "No. No. Of course not! It's just for fun. Nothing serious." He waved a hand weakly. "It's not like we're going to pick out matching curtains, table cloth, napkins and place mats." Zim chuckled loosely, feeling that hole he was digging grow bigger. "I.. uh. Yeaa. We've all had our fair share of relationships. Right?" Zim forced a laugh.

Zita continued to bite at her nails vigorously, while Jessica looked away with a scowl. Alex was the only one to keep her eyes on Zim, but even she seemed a bit nervous. "Well, we have, but they were all serious. It's sort of hard to explain, since you've never really felt anything for anyone before it seems." She stared at the other for a few seconds before a small frown came to her face. "I'm guessing it'll probably continue to be that way." Those words caused Jessica to elbow her in the side. "Ow!"

"Well, that's rude." Jessica dropped her arm before turning her attention back on Zim. "Sometimes doing certain things like that for fun can hurt people, that's all." She moved a hand up to twirl at her hair as she tried to explain things. "I guess it all depends on if the both of you are in it for fun, but I suppose Dib wouldn't agree to it if that wasn't the case." She let her hand fall back down. "Him and fun don't mix very well, though."

"I've felt-!!" Zim jabbed a finger Zita's way, but his energy died away as he thought about it more, "s-stuffff.. before. L-like I said." He tapped his two claws together guiltily, staring at them instead of making eye contact. "There were these two back home. Z-Zim felt a lot for them. Zim did a lot for them. They made Zim very, very happy." He gave the smallest of smiles without realizing it as memories ran through his mind's eye.

Zita had jumped back at the sudden shout and attention sent her way, then quickly scurried behind Jessica for safety. "Freak..."

Jessica didn't even give Zita a glance. Instead, she kept her eyes on Zim as she spoke up again. "Well, why didn't you try to keep in touch with them? Writing letters, and things like that aren't really so hard to do. Why would you just up, and try to flirt with Dib if you just got out of a really good relationship with people you cared for?"

"Maybe he just needed someone to latch on to." It was Alex's turn to act much like Zita had before. She clasped her hands together, but looked more like she was mocking the idea than being sincere. "Poor, little Zim was so lonely he just wanted the first person he saw. So, Dib was his victim of choice." She got another elbow in the side for her comments. "Stop it!"

Zim's small smile immediately died away to an all out frown. His head lowered, dark hair veiling his face; though, it was obvious he was quite dejected. He tapped his fingers twice before they stopped, tip to tip. "They, uh..th-they dumped me." he answered rather quietly.

Each of the girl's frowned at what Zim said. It took awhile before any of them would speak up as Zita walked forward, and placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Don't worry Zim, Alex knows exactly how you feel." She gave out a startled noise as she was yanked back by said girl. "Hey! Let go!"

"Well, don't say such things!" Alex narrowed her eyes on the other girl. "Besides, I wasn't dumped; I was let go for other reasons that are best left private." She let go of Zita's arm and gave a small nod.

Jessica rolled her eyes at that. "You were dumped for the prettier girls. Just face it already." She easily dodged the blow that Alex tried to land on her.

Zim shut one eye as he watched the girls go at each other. It was amusing to watch for a moment before something crossed his mind to ask; and who better to get it from than the horse's mouth ...horses'. "The Dib says he has never been in a relationship before." He gave a short laugh. "Understandable. But.." Zim scratched the side of his head; damn itchy wig. "There is this poemy-thing written in his little, black book of deathness about kissing and pining and...eyeballs. Is there a was of a who?"

Alex was attempting to punch Jessica, but the sudden question stopped her in her tracks. She turned to look back at Zim. "Eyeballs? What type of stuff is he writing about?"

Jessica only shook her head, and let go of the other girl's arms causing Alex to almost lose her balance. "I don't really know what you're talking about since, like I said, Dib doesn't let anyone look in that book he carries." She gave a small shrug. "I don't really know of anyone Dib has cared for. That's why it's hard for anyone to really comprehend the possibility that you two are going out."

"If he wrote something about kissing he probably just made it up on the spot." Zita nodded her head as if her thought made the most sense. "He's weird like that. I have Literature class with him. Sometimes he writes a poem or two for an assignment if he has to, and they don't really mean much. Just typical, depressing nonsense."

Zim blinked a few times, pressing a claw to his cheek. "So the Dib has liked no one? Has given no inclination of liking anyone? There's no trauma, or horrid event to cause such a personal poem?" He shook his head with a confused scowl. "Then, it makes no sense for him to not tell me the reasoning, or pretend like there is none to tell. There is no reason for the Dibness to act like he has a shady past when there is none." Zim huffed, and crossed his arms. "You would think he would tell his boyfriend such things, but noooo. The Dib rather be a puzzle wrapped in an enigma deep fried in mystery with a side of conundrum with sprinkles of chocolate-flavored questioning." Zim did a double-take at his own words. "Oh, wait, Zim was the one that ran out on Dib. Heh. Oops."

"Well, we don't know much about Dib's personal life outside of Skool." Jessica herself looked a bit annoyed at such a thing, but went on anyway. "We don't even bother talking to his sister. It would just be ridiculous to even try. Any dirt we get on her is by chance, and much too rare."

Alex moved to lean against the nearby wall while nodding her head. "It's true. We've never once even been in the same room with her. Well, unless you count lunch, but that's not much. People talk too much to really hear anything."

Zita looked between both girls before she settled her eyes back on Zim. "See, you'll just have to hope you can get something out of Dib yourself. If you two are just doing this for fun, though, I don't know why you're expecting him to tell you so much."

Zim clutched his head. "Mmm! I don't know anymore. Humans are just too confusing. Why can't anyone just be to the point." He grumbled for a moment as he thought things over. Finally coming up with a conclusion, he clapped his hands together with a happy noise. "Who cares! Whatever happens, happens. There are far more worrisome things to worry about than whose is the what's is who." Zim pointed at each girl. "And, for random's sake: I hope you girls have shake proof houses. That said, Zim should go now. I have.. an essay to finish up. Very important." He grinned widely at that.

Each of the girls gave Zim a blank stare at the boy's words. Only after a few moments did Jessica find her voice, and try to speak as best she could in response. "A-Alright then. Sorry to have kept you, Zim." She titled her head just a bit as a concerned look came over her face. "I hope we didn't pry too much or at least helped a bit." A loud What? came from Alex, but she ignored it.

Zim's grin only grew wider, and he nodded. With a sharp wave he was off; running down the hall this time slipping into the crowd rather than shoving through it.

As diluted as the foreign saliva in his mouth now was, it would still be easier to scan it there at the skool than to run home over it. Zim stopped outside the dual bathroom entrances. He looked from one to the other; one had a dress, the other did not. He glanced down at his own skirt. "Hm!" It took a boy coming from one of the entrances for Zim actually to run in. Though, at the same time, he got many a strange look; why was that girl all in pink going into the boy's bathroom??
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"Oh, wait, Zim was the one that ran out on Dib. Heh. Oops."-hahahahahaha! love you Zim :)