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Partners of Doom
((Closed starter for @invaderofdoom))
It was a science class just like any other. Dib already knew the material they were discussing in class, so he was only half paying attention, staring out the window as he fantasized about bringing Zim to an autopsy table.
He’d be given awards, interviews, a whole episode on Mysterious Mysteries. Maybe even his own show on paranormal investigation!!
“Alright, class!” Ms. Bitters’ jarring voice snapped him out of his little daydream and back to the classroom.
"Today you’ll be assigned project.” She stated as she handed out the rubric to each student. "They’ll be due Friday. It’s a group project, so no slacking off!!” The whole class cheered at the notion of getting to work in groups, meanwhile, Dib looked down at the rubric. He personally hated group projects, seeing as nobody ever wanted to be with him. He’d be lucky if he could be in a group with Melvin, or Keef, or even Gretchen, and even then, he’d most likely be the one doing all the work!
Looking over the rubric only made him dread the project. It was definitely a lot for one person to get done by Friday. Dib raised his hand, “Ms. Bitters? It’s Wednesday. Don’t you think this is a little short notice fo--” "Life’s filled with short notices, get used to it, Dib!”
"Aki, do you wanna be my partner?!” Sara asked the classmate that sat in front of her. "Nobody is choosing their partners!!” Ms. Bitters yelled. "Awwwww!” The class collectively whined. "You will all be assigned your partners.” Well, that was good, Dib thought, at least then he wouldn’t get stuck with somebody who wouldn’t do the work. "Zita, you will be working with The Letter M. Keef, you’ll be working with Melvin. Gretchen, you’ll be working with Willy.” The class could hear Willy’s laughter at the announcement, as well as a fart. “Zim, you will be working with Dib.”
“What?!”
@invaderofdoom \\ starter call
“Did you know you’re reallyyyyyyy GREEN?” A paw reaches out to poke the nose of the ‘dog’ in front of her. “Boop!”
zim and tak: screaming at each other in public about defective paks and their leaders. no one: probably dib: GUYS. THE ALIENS!
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The people of this world seemed kinda... a bit dumb in his own thoughts. But it played in his favor, since all he would have to say was he was in a costume and people would leave him alone. Even if he was quite freakishly tall. Other than the dimwits of the area, everything seemed... normal. Until, he saw a green person. Instantly the insect grew curious and approached the green ‘human.’
“You’re quite the shade of green there, stranger. Are you sick? Are you feeling well? In all my travels, I have never come across a green humanoid,” he said, half to the stranger, half to himself.

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-- ❝ I...realize that. ❞
[A somewhat frustrated sigh; here he was, attempting to extend his sympathies toward Zim ( against all better judgment ), and the extraterrestrial was shooting them down at every turn. He found himself rather conflicted on whether to even bother trying to cheer him up -- he’d finally won, after all, even if the human race would never realize it, and boosting his mood might alter that reality forever. But...he could relate to Zim’s “dilemma,” more than the alien realized. Hearing that he’d lost the respect of his leaders, the only people he looked up to, was like a reflection of his own struggle with his father...]
❝ It might not be the same, but...I’m just saying that I can understand what you’re going through. ❞ [Dib awkwardly rubbed at one of his arms, desperately struggling to avoid eye contact. This was suddenly becoming more personal than he intended for it to be, and he was starting to regret ever making this move.] ❝ You just said they aren’t coming...that your mission isn’t “real” to them. Well...my dad’s the same way. He doesn’t believe in anything I do. ❞
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“Zim.” Miyuki speaks, clearly nervous - she’s wearing her human disguise, but she knows full well that Zim might recognise her voice, her name. She’d asked him to stay after class, but she was heavily regretting it - Zim was hardly even wearing a disguise, he just had... a wig and contacts.
“You and Dib... really haven’t been getting along the past couple days. If you two keep bickering in my class... I might have to give you both detention.”
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[...This was an unconventional scenario; while there was the occasional intruder in his cove, usually a vandal or teenager looking to fulfill a dare, he’d rarely encountered an animal...at that, one standing upright. Upon closer, curiosity-inspired inspection, he spied some rather shoddy stitch-work on this costumed...mascot. For now, his mechanical mind presumed that he was a fellow animatronic of some sort, and responded accordingly, despite him clearly not belonging to Fazbear Entertainment, or the franchise as a whole.]
-- ❝ Yarr...be ye another member of the Fazbear crew? This be the wrong ship, matey; ye be wantin’ the one across the way. ❞