This is part one of a little mini-series thing I'm doing with Zim and En.
Haha! Get it?
..... I'll go now
How Things Work
Endulyne sat at a table and chair in HyperHQ listening to her MP3 player. Book in one hand, Irken Tea in the other, she began humming along to the song.
"What are you listening to, Endulyne?" Zim said, standing in front of her from seemingly nowhere.
"Aah!" En shouted, spilling some of her tea on the floor. "'Aah'? Sounds interesting." Zim said, smirking. En sighed. "Zim, look at what you made me do!" she said, pointing to the stain on the new white carpet. "Hyper's gonna kill me if she sees that!"
"Ah, but she won't." Zim said. "You're right, I guess. I'm her, so technically, killing me would be a form of suicide." En said, matter-of-factily.
Zim tilted his head like a confused dog.
En sighed. "Anyway, if you must know, I'm listening to Eminem." she said. "Eminem? You mean those little round candies?" Zim said. "No, Zim, Eminem is a person." "Ah, Zim knew that."
En sighed and rolled her eyes. "Doubt it." "So, who is this 'Eminem'"? Zim asked, pulling up a chair from seemingly no where.
"Well, Eminem is a rapper." "OH! ZIM gets it! Candy wrapper!" he said, triumphantly.
"No, Zim, a rapper. He sings music and stuff." "How can little candies and wrappers sing?" Zim asked, confused. En rolled her eyes again. "No, he's a human. Read my lips. HUMAN." "Zim knew that. But Zim has another question."
"What?" En asked, sipping what was left of her tea.
"How can a 'hyuuman' be half candy, half wrapper?"
En sighed. "You're hopeless." she said, raising her arms in defeat, accidentally spilling her tea. "HOPELESS!" Zim tilted his head. "Zim isn't hopeless. Zim is Zim."
"HOPELESS!" En sighed, slamming her head off the table.
As you would probably know, this is my first real story with Zim in it, so sorry if he's a bit OOC. Same with En. ^^;