?kinda strange, isn't it? | zim

Chapter 11: Zim, jealousy looks ugly on you

"Heyyy, seen you around Skool these past weeks and has wondering if you'd like to hang out?" The boy gave her a smirk, she only blinked—uninterested. Ah, yes, Zack; The schools jackass who did whatever he wanted. He was up maybe a grade above Zim and [Y/n].

"I-" he shushed her, putting a finger to her lips. She felt uncomfortable at the sudden unwanted contact to her face. Zim growled lowly, annoyed at the human for touching his mate. He kept to himself though, knowing [Y/n] would probably shove him off anyway.
"Listen, I already know your answer. Heh, you're probably already swooning. How about you and me sneak out behind the back and have some fun~?" He was insulted, revolted, and completely DISGUSTED at Zack's suggestion.

"HEY, EARTH SCUM," Zack looked to the side and looks down at Zim.

"What do you want you little green bean?"

"Don't refer to me as your disgusting inedible food!"

"Tch-"

"I need you to take your filthy sausage fingers off my friends face." He snarls at the taller boy. Zack only laughs. [Y/n] sighs and rolls her eyes, wanting to just go to class. Zack flicked Zim's face, only taking him as a joke.

"Yeah whatever, me and your little friend got things to do." He pushes himself off the lockers and grabbed her by the forearm roughly. Just before she could protest, Zim once again retaliates, even more pissed off than before.

"How dare you! I am ZIM!" Zack mumbled before replying sarcastically that he obviously didn't care. Zim didn't like that. Zim growled to himself as he prepared to rip this kids face off. "I will not be ignored." Walking swiftly up behind the human, he harshly grabbed his arm and pulled down. This in return, made the bot yelp, surprised and was forced to lean down to the side so that he was close to the Irkens face.

"Ey! Man, what the hell-!" Zim slapped him across the face. Must have learned that from [Y/n]. The sound was so loud that some of the students in the hall stopped to see where the source of the sound came from. Zack's neutral expression turned to anger in a second. "Who the fuck do you think you are?!" He let go of the female Irken to push Zim off. As soon as this move was pulled, a fight instantly took place. She watched from the sidelines, almost amused how easily Zim could get ticked off. Of course, he hated when people touched things that were his. ....wait a minute-

  Some students did watch from the sidelines, encouraging the fight. Others didn't care as they passed by, only giving them a glance. Things were taking an unexpected turn as Zim ended up getting thrown on the floor. [Y/n] almost instantly felt the need to put him on his feet again, but she had to stop herself when Zack loomed over the invader who currently has to make sure his wig didn't get snatched off.
Zim stood once again, fixing one of his eye contacts as he glared up at the boy before tackling him. Scratching at his face and clawing at his clothes. Zack let out a squeal of pain as blood painted Zim's sharp claws. The students who watched suddenly raved, instantly cheering and chanting.

"FIGHT!" Zack pushed the alien off of him before pinning him to the ground, about to punch his face. But before he could, Zim bit his arm by turning on his right. He sunk his teeth into the human boys skin. His jaw instantly locked on.

"FIGHT!" He screamed, which in response Zim seemed to chuckle. He chuckles dammit! Zack tries to pry Zim off by punching the middle section of his body. This would've worked if he didn't miss.

"FIGHT!!" The fight suddenly was brung to a halt as [Y/n] jumped into the ring. Blood spilled from the poor boys arm as Zim stayed there, attached like a leech. He desperately tried to get him off his arm. The pain felt like a fire that was burning his arm off. A few tears pricked his eyes as he screamed for Zim to come off.
  [Y/n] comes up, and crouched down and tapped Zim lightly on the wig.

"Come on Zim, we're gonna be late." Happily obliging to her request, he lets go of Zack's arm. Blood dripped from his mouth as he popped up on his feet again. Zack stayed on the floor, crying like a child from the pain. The bite was deep, surely would leave scars.

"Y-y-you're sick!"

"Psh, if you must know, I feel perfectly fine!" Zim huffs, a ghost of a smile on his face as he linked arms with the other Irken. They both walked away from the scene, acting as though they weren't apart of it at all. Zim smoothed out his wig as they walked further away. [Y/n] wiped the blood from his mouth with her sleeve.

"Care to tell me what that was all about?"

"What are talking about?"

"That whole fight thing just now." He mumbled slightly, not really wanting to explain himself. His eyes wandered away from hers.

"My anger got the best of me." She furrowed a brow, now wanting answers.

"Anger? All the transpired was a few rude comments and him grabbing me." His face tinted a slight blue.

"If your asking me why I got angry, I don't know." She narrowed her eyes at him. He could sense this as he looked forwards. She studied him a bit before her frown rested to a straight line.

"Jealousy, huh?"

"WH-WHAT!?"

"You're so cute Zim."

"AM NOT-"

~

Complete chaos.

Those are the perfect words Tallest Purple would've called this.

The alarms bared loudly as Irkens ran in random directions, all of them were on high alert by the threat attacking the side of the ship. Tallest Red, looked out at the huge ship-like space craft in masked horror. Blood was spilled as the Massive's defense systems quickly depleted. Irkens were either crushed by the numerous things falling from the ceiling or getting brutality murdered by the merciless bandits that were making their way to the Massive's Control Room, where Red stood in the middle of the aisle. Frozen in place. His mind internally conflicted, screaming for him to do something that could possibly help this situation in anyway. He kept getting distracted by the dead Irken on the floor next to him.

  No one told him this part of the job.

"Sir! We have to evacuate to one of remaining escape pods left! We can return to Irk!" One of Irkens who flew the Massive tugged gently on the fabric of Red's suit. Red looks down at the Irken, his lekku's lowered slightly.

"....No." The Irkens eyes widened slightly at this response.

"S-sir, We have to leave o-or-" Red put his hands behind his back weakly as a frown was sketched onto his face.

"Send a transmission to Invader Zim, Now."