"Respect your gross, twitchy....ORGANS and HIDEOUS faces!? NEVER! NEVERRRRRRR!!! It is YOU that should respect ZIM!!!!" Oh, he continued to screech in that raspy, authoritative and demanding snarl of a yell right in her face.
She just stuck him in a HOLE in the GROUND. How does that merit respect? Why did she even think she would get any from him in the first place!? JEEZE, these humans were loopy. Irkens were clearly superior to them in every way! Humans were worse than the stupid Screw-Heads and Vortians, always complaining. At least the Vortians were smart and USEFUL, though they clearly weren't as smart as Irkens. And nowhere near as resourceful, amazing, brilliant, and as deserving of reverence and celebration as the mighty Zim. Of course.
"HEY!" ...! Oh, look, he was out of the ground.. She didn't even DO anything, and why were her eyes all..creepy and...milky!? He entirely forgot about her threat to his precious PAK for a moment. "You look freaky..have you ever gotten your eye-implants checked out? I think they're defective. And how did you make that hole? WHY DID YOU PUT ME, YOUR FUTURE OVERLORD, INTO THIS ICKY TERMITE MOUND!?"
...Oh! That's right, she threatened to use her freaky-dink powers on his PAK, too. He still had to yell at her for that one, too. "AND DON'T TOUCH MY PAK!! You're not awesome enough to put your grimy, infected mitts on my PAK."
Zim was small, yes, but..there were times that, despite his raging ego and defective PAK, he was actually intimidating. And this was certainly one of those times he tried to be just that. Oh, his eyes narrowed with a vicious glare of malice and disdain. His lips curled back into a sneer, revealing his fangs after he demanded, neigh, ordered that she not so much as consider the idea of doing anything to his PAK. It was a highly sensitive piece of machinery, and she looked like she didn't even know how to use a screwdriver, let alone handle his PAK! After that order, though, his voice dimmed to a snarky hiss and his eyes merely remained narrowed and glaring.
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She just stuck him in a HOLE in the GROUND. How does that merit respect? Why did she even think she would get any from him in the first place!? JEEZE, these humans were loopy. Irkens were clearly superior to them in every way! Humans were worse than the stupid Screw-Heads and Vortians, always complaining. At least the Vortians were smart and USEFUL, though they clearly weren't as smart as Irkens. And nowhere near as resourceful, amazing, brilliant, and as deserving of reverence and celebration as the mighty Zim. Of course.
"HEY!" ...! Oh, look, he was out of the ground.. She didn't even DO anything, and why were her eyes all..creepy and...milky!? He entirely forgot about her threat to his precious PAK for a moment. "You look freaky..have you ever gotten your eye-implants checked out? I think they're defective. And how did you make that hole? WHY DID YOU PUT ME, YOUR FUTURE OVERLORD, INTO THIS ICKY TERMITE MOUND!?"
...Oh! That's right, she threatened to use her freaky-dink powers on his PAK, too. He still had to yell at her for that one, too. "AND DON'T TOUCH MY PAK!! You're not awesome enough to put your grimy, infected mitts on my PAK."
Zim was small, yes, but..there were times that, despite his raging ego and defective PAK, he was actually intimidating. And this was certainly one of those times he tried to be just that. Oh, his eyes narrowed with a vicious glare of malice and disdain. His lips curled back into a sneer, revealing his fangs after he demanded, neigh, ordered that she not so much as consider the idea of doing anything to his PAK. It was a highly sensitive piece of machinery, and she looked like she didn't even know how to use a screwdriver, let alone handle his PAK! After that order, though, his voice dimmed to a snarky hiss and his eyes merely remained narrowed and glaring.