DIB'S POV

Lunchtime

I watched him with narrowed eyes. His green, green skin stretched taut as he gesticulated and shouted out his superiority to humans, some who were nearby and who did not, will not, and could not notice him or care at all about what his stupid words that practically shouted, "Hey! I'm an alien and I am here to annihilate you all!" How could they be so stupid? I wondered. How? How? How…?

I sighed, my eyes returned to their normal size, and I looked down and poked at the questionable cafeteria food. "When are they going to get edible food?" I muttered.

Gaz, who was sitting near me, said nothing, eyes trained on her Gameslave 2.

"Feh!" I stabbed the mushy brown mess in front of me violently, and suddenly, a shadow fell over me. I looked up, confused, then incensed to see Zim, of all people (aliens?)

"What do you want, Zim? I'm irritated enough as it is."

"Eh? No, I do not want anything, I am too superior to want anything from you lowly human worm-pigs!!! The great ZIM would not want anything from you lowly human worm-pigs!!"

"Uh…you just said the same thing twice, Zim." I raised an eyebrow at him.

"YOU LIE!! The Zim does not…uh…"

"Never mind," I said irritably. "What do you w- why are you here?"

To my surprise and suspicion, Zim handed me a small box, wrapped in plain brown paper. He said, in an obviously fake sweet voice, "I am sorry for all the things I have done to you, Dib-beast. May you accept this box as a token of my SORRYNESS??"

I stared suspiciously at the poorly wrapped package in his black-gloved hand. "No, thanks…"

"Take it!" Zim insisted, and he made as if to throw the box at me. However, I quickly pushed him aside and ran.

I ran as if my life depended on it.

Considering Zim, it probably did.

Dismissal

I walked as fast as I could to get myself away from that mad, mad skool and the green-skinned alien who was currently exiting its doors.

For some reason, I was not in the mood to stalk Zim.

"DIB-STINK!" Argh.

Pretend not to hear him pretend not to hear him…

"DIB…STINK…" I heard Zim's pattering footsteps trail nearer and nearer…till I knew he was beside me.

"Dib-worm, take Zim's present of SORRYNESS!!! I, the great ZIM (!) assure you, you will LURVE it!!!" The present was thrust into my hands, and—before I could say anything—Zim disappeared away, his wig slightly askew as he ran.

I stared at the innocent-looking grubby cube of what-could-be unimaginable DOOM. What could be in it?

Curiosity got the better of me, and I tore the package open, imagining Zim's evil cackle as the object in the box was revealed.

In the box was a…