Zim and Dib Play Slenderdib is on his computer, and zim comes in through the window, quietly as always, but with no INTENTION of scaring dib. dib looks kinda pale as he's staring wide eyed at his comuter screen, focusing on whatever he's doing.
dib: jesus christ, zim! why do you always DO that?!?
zim: i didn't mean to. i'm bored.
dib: (quickly turning back to the computer, eyes widen again and he whimpers very softly) now's NOT a good time!
zim: why? what are you doing?
dib: zim, SHUT. UP. i can't-- SHIT!
zim: (looks bewildered as he moves closer and looks over dib's shoulder at the computer screen.) what is this?
dib: zim, i swear to god...
zim: answer me.
dib: it's a GAME, and if you keep bugging me, i'm gonna die!
zim: what are you supposed to do? why is it all dark? what's with the trees?
zim: zim asked a question.
dib: alright alright... but i can't pause this damn thing... shit... i'm supposed to collect 8 pages, but i'm being stalked by-- MOTHER FUCKER!!
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Gaz glared at her brother from the back of Zim’s underground lab, he had broken in and decided to bring her along for the fun of it she guessed.
Dib and Zim were having a go at each other, yelling empty threats back and forth, Gaz wondered if they ever got board of the same routine every day.
She sighed and leaned against the wall behind her, as her eyes swept across the room she looked at the advanced alien technology that mankind could never dream of accomplishing, wondering what idiot race would trust Zim with it all, even GIR seemed to much a handful to him.
When Gaz finished her little tour she gazed at the back of Zim’s head and listened to the argument going on.
“Stoopid Human! You think that you can come in here and infiltrate Zim’s Top Secret lair!?” Gaz always wondered why he talked in 3rd person, ‘Must be a pride thing of something…’ she thought absentmindedly.
Then she noticed them, the two