http://myheadsnotbig.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] myheadsnotbig.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2006-10-12 09:14 pm (UTC)

...He was kidding, right?

"Pack?!" Dib repeated in a sort of panicky-incredulous tone. "You want me to pack? Now?! What is there even for me to - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" He jumped as the Samurai joined them on the balcony. It took him a few seconds of yelling incoherently to remember that the Samurai were the good guys. He thought. Hopefully.

Ducking as another Dusk floated by overhead, Dib growled, "Zim is SO DEAD when I find him." Granted, he'd always intended for Zim to be so dead when he found him, but things never really seemed to work out that way. Next time, though, Zim would be really so... dead... stuff.

Anyway, he was sure this could all be blamed on that stupid little alien. And even if it couldn't, Dib would blame it on him anyway. Because Zim was stupid. And so dead. "How about we just, um, go and... go? Like now? As in leave... and stuff?" Dib suggested. Yes, vacating the premises seemed the best idea.

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