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Part 1: A snowy skool day

It was just few weeks before Christmas. Miss Bitters' class reluctantly walked into the gloomy classroom after lunch, shuffling their feet. No one was interested in listening to her rambling on about some historical nonsense. None of the students even noticed the two empty seats in the front row. ZIM and Dib were absent, again. This was something that happened so often that their fellow classmates just didn't care anymore.

One of the students looked outside at the school playground, that was covered in a fluffy white coat of snow, and noticed two boys arguing. She soon lost interest in them, yawned and continued to listen to Miss Bitters. The two boys were ZIM and Dib who were arguing about who knows what.

"That's it ZIM! This is the last time you try to put a probe in my sandwich!" Dib yelled, waving a cheese and baloney sandwich in the air and throwing it on the ground where it made a nasty 'SPLAT!' sound. A tiny flickering device dropped out of the sandwich and rolled on to the wet dirt.

"Silly earth boy, ZIM was merely trying to scramble the tiny brain in that big head of yours!" ZIM, chuckled at Dib's misinformation of Irken technology.

"Well whatever you were trying to do, it ends today!" Dib said, pointing at ZIM.

(Z) "Pathetic earth scum, you'll never be able to stop ZIM from succeeding in his mission of conquering earth!"

(D) "Oh, I will, you'll see and when I do, you're gonna regret everything you've ever done to me!"

(Z) "Hehehe, ZIM never regr-"

"OOF!"

ZIM fell with a hard 'thud!' on the ground. Dib's full weight on top of him.

"Get off me you filthy human!" ZIM said, squirming under Dib who was now sitting on top of ZIM's chest. Dib was holding down both of ZIM's arms. He tried frantically to get Dib off of him. His boots slipping on the icy ground. All ZIM's wriggling and groaning didn't help at all. Dib was much heavier that he'd remembered and the boy's weight felt like it was crushing ZIM's insides. His PAK was also burrowing into his back and it felt like his spine was being crushed.

Suddenly ZIM had an idea. A brilliant, original plan that only someone as great as he, ZIM, could think of. He spat it Dib's face.

"Eugh!" Dib yelled and released ZIM's arms, as he tried to wipe off the slimy spit rolling down his face and glasses. With his hands finally free, ZIM quickly shoved Dib off of him with all his strength. Dib fell with a hard 'thump!' on the ground and as soon as the gooey Irken spit was off his glasses he noticed that ZIM was now on top of him.

Dib wriggled, trying to get the tiny green alien off of his chest. ZIM quickly realised that it wouldn't be long until Dib knocked ZIM off. ZIM needed to find a way to get Dib from wriggling loose, and he had to think fast. Dib's constant wriggling and cursing frustrated ZIM and anger started to build up inside him.

"Get off ZIM! Why would you spit in my face, that's disgusting! You gross f-"

Suddenly a pair of bony knuckles hit Dib hard in his face. Dib's eyes started to water, and he felt pieces of his glasses cutting across his cheek. Then he felt a warm sensation roll down his face. It was a stream a blood. His nose was bleeding. A lot. Dib tried frantically to get up, but as he lifted his head the blood streamed into his mouth, pooling at the back of his throat. Dib, unable to breathe though his nose or his mouth, started to cough and choke in an attempt to get the blood out of his mouth.

"Finally victory for ZI-!"

Before finishing his sentence, Dib's blood hit ZIM in his face and chest.