“  You…  you  actually  want  to  listen  to  me  talk  about  my  passions  ?  ”  Eyes  are  alight  with  joy,  hands  shaking  in  absolute  happiness  as  he  wonders  where  to  start.  Usually  people  told  him  to  shut  up,  or  insisted  he  was  insane  for  the  interests.  Dib  wasn’t  about  to  pass  down  the  opportunity  to  finally  share  !  “  There’s  so  much  to  fill  you  in  on  !  I  guess  I’ll  start  with  the  obvious,  for  two  years  now  this  alien  has  named  Zim  has  been  trying  to  conquer  the  planet.  I’m  always  right  there  to  stop  him  in  his  tracks.  You  wouldn’t  believe  the  sort  of  stuff  I’ve  seen  &&  what  I’ve  learned  about  his  race  !  They’re  called  the  Irkens,  &&  they’re  run  by  two  Tallests-  yeah,  they’re  leaders  are  just  tall.  Isn’t  that  dumb  ?  Anyway,  I  got  to  visit  space  once.  Space  is  another  fascination  of  mine.  I  used  to  look  up  there  with  hope,  until  Zim’s  stupid  face  stared  right  back  at  me.  ”  The  more  he  talks,  the  more  excited  he  becomes.  Hands  keep  flapping  away  as  he  rambles  on.  “  Oh,  &&  aliens  aren’t  the  only  paranormal  I’ve  encountered  !  I’ve  seen  ghosts,  demons,  vampire  bees,  you  name  it  !  ”

                    oh  ,    mom    ?

―inko would speak, cheeks flushing slightly with a pomegranate blush. wow, to be complimented by a beautiful strong woman with a kind smile ! ! and look at that, they really do have very similar hairstyles ! a shy smile would tug at her lips && the woman would speak again && attempt to compliment her back . .❝ your hair is very pretty as well ! && your smile is very sweet ! ❞

        phantom  -  like   weight   pressures   against   his   back  ,        shivers   and   goosebumps   trailing   up   the   skin   of   his   arms   as   the   cold   touch   is   somewhat   placed  .      what   is   this ...    is   it   a   hug    ?        there’s   a   sensation   of   some   arms   around   his   body  ,     heaviness   on   his   hunched   back  .         Toshinori   idles  ,    unsure  ,     frozen  .       it’s   as   if   the   breeziness   of   the   ghostly   embrace   had   stopped   time   itself  .        something   about   the   arms   themselves   felt   familiar  ,     like   home  .       but   even   better   than   home  .       he   couldn’t   touch   whoever   it   was   holding   him  ,     but   even   if   he   couldn’t   see   nor   touch   the   being  ,      the   blonde   had   a   sure   idea   as   to   whom   it   might   be—— this   wouldn’t   be   the   first   time   Toshinori’s   felt   this  ,     but   it   feels   stronger   this   time   around  .       closer  .       more   vivid  .       what   could   this   mean ...     ?         blues   are   stuck   on   the   ground   as   he   relishes   in   the   sensation  .       but   then   it’s   gone  ,     fading   away   softly  .       he’s   disappointed  ,     sad   even  .        finally   he’s   able   to   bring   himself   to   look   around  ,     hopes   somewhat   high   to   find   his   master   but   alas  ,      he   knows   she   won’t   be   there  .       Toshinori   feels   a   sink   in   his   intestines  ,     feeble   hands   coming   up   his   arms   to   hold   below   his   shoulders  ,     silently   reminiscing   on   the   embrace   as   he   stands   in   silence  .       he   can   still   feel   chills   creep   up   his   spine  .

    “I’d ask you for a set of clothes to go home with, but I fear that I’d be smothered before I come home in one piece. We aren’t exactly the same size.” Her feet shifted under the big coat, a soft padder in the night air. She was rather embarrassed. “If I give you my keys can you please go pick me up my extra suit. . .  Or just a hoodie and my leggings. . . I’ll pay you back.”

     “Guess? You expect ZIM to guess? Ridiculous. I shouldn’t have to waste my time with guesses. Tell me whatever HIDEOUS secret you’re hiding. TELL ME!”

gir should know NOT to trust strangers but he does it anyway. ‘ YAYYYY! ’ the robot shouted before running over & maybe tripping on his face.