I own nothing. Duh.
I watched the filthy males and females courted one another. Flirt as they called it.
I gagged, remembering the times I had been forced to flirt back to keep my cover.
If only an intelligent being was here. One that could understand the awesomeness of ZIM.
Like the Dib-stink.
I breathed out a sigh. Who would have thought I would miss the fights we used to have?
Hey, Zim are you going EMO on us? said Zita. Her words were followed by the agreements of the other humans around him.
After Dib-stink had left I had had lots of free time. So I had taken up working-out. And apparently a strong body draws females on this planet, or my new height was doing it. I had grown 3 feet in the last years, making me 6 feet tall.
No, Im just remembering someone. I had learned to just deal with the female humans. The males didnt like me, but I could outfight all of them. So they left me alone.
O.M.G. look at him! cried Gretchen. She had grown in to a knock out over the years.
I turned to see what had made my group of females grow ruffled.
A male human had walked into the hi-skool yard. He was wearing a long leather coat, a black-blue shirt with two crossed guns on it and a pair of torn and tattered black jeans. He was about my height, maybe an inch or two taller. He had his hair in a blade like fashion and he had large glasses that had one lens slightly cracked. Around his neck was a dog-collar like necklace. In the front of it was a flashing light. His head was slightly too large.
I recognized him.
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