Klarion … Bah! Bah! Bah! The Witch-boy!

Cool. They met at a picnic. Klarion can roll with that story no problem. It sounded like something pulled together out of thin air by a child but who knows? Zim seemed small enough to be a child.

" Klarion Bleak but most people know me as Klarion the Witch-Boy. You can just call me Klarion. " he answered while sitting on his shoulders was a ginger cat who was watching the alien curiously before letting out a meow. " .. I know, Teekl, I'm getting to that." he rolled his eyes at the cat.

His brain, usually zooming so fast, it could be likened to a space ship speed but having the brakes of a kiddy bicycle, pulled up what he was sure that was. Oh, right, it was that thing that did magic on stage.

"I am Zim!" he introduced himself. No danger here. Witches only pulled gophers out of hats, nothing to fear. "An ordinary, not suspicious, earth human grub-baby. Green skin is a condition. Can't be helped."

" Oh, yes.. that may be why I don't remember you." he started with a small smirk while his cat started to hiss when the alien looked into her eyes. " I never pay attention to the boring ones." he held his hand to look at his sharp nails, showcasing his utter lack of interest in Zim.

- @lordofbrattiness ( he has the eyesight of a cat lol )

Zim double-takes at the unfamiliar figure, blinking his own compound eyes. The contact lenses helped in a sense. The pollution from this planet would have made it harder to tell some of the hu-mans apart, but the shield they provided allowed him to see some of the distinctions here. This one dressed and looked distinctly from most of the others in their age range. Though like all of them, he had a hard time distinguishing gender and exact age group. He was getting better though! This wasn't exactly child! Too tall! And their hair was styled too weird. They dressed more like Dib's sister too, so much dark color, he was surprised they had approached at all.

"Eh, yes!" he answered. "We met that...one time!" he replied. He saw hu-mans do it all the time at social events. They were always clearly lying too. It's how they bonded. Telling one another obvious lies. Your outfit looks fine. You didn't sing like a horse. I don't hate your guts. Things like that! "At the... picnic!"

He had just learned what picnics even were the other day. Some dumb movie GIR had been watching.

Cool. They met at a picnic. Klarion can roll with that story no problem. It sounded like something pulled together out of thin air by a child but who knows? Zim seemed small enough to be a child.

" Klarion Bleak but most people know me as Klarion the Witch-Boy. You can just call me Klarion. " he answered while sitting on his shoulders was a ginger cat who was watching the alien curiously before letting out a meow. " .. I know, Teekl, I'm getting to that." he rolled his eyes at the cat.

blooming flowers

famous paintings 

genuine smiles

people that make u happy

cuddly dogs

the smell of books

colours of sunrises

the moon and the stars

It can make your heart pound and your stomach flutter. It can make you nervous to act upon it. It can be just as full of meaning and desire as any relationship, and it can be confusing at times, but that’s alright.