Better than Shakespeare

Chapter 10

( I just wanted you guys to know that IrkenInvaderPanda helped me with the plot and story ideas, so applaud her!)

After membrane had left, Zim and Dib commenced into a full blown make out session and other stuff (no detail. Be creative) lying on the bed, they nearly fell out of the close by open window.
"Dib?!" Gaz was yelling from the other room, but Dib wasn't listening. He was to focused on the Irken. His Irken. Gaz came barging into Dib's room
"DIB YOU ATE THE LAST PIZZA! Your going to PAY!" To amplify her point, she shoved Zim right off the bed and out the low based window.
"What the f**k, Gaz!"
"You can make out with your boy toy later! You ATE the last pizza, DIB! You will pay. Oh how you will pay." And on that unpleasant note, she spun on her heal and stormed out.
"What's her deal, man?" Zim questioned as he rubbed his sore arm that he had just fallen on, and swing up so he was sitting on the windowsill
"I ate her 'glorious' pizza." Dib used quotation marks at the word glorious.
"Disgusting worm smellies and their disgusting smelly greasy foodsss." Zim made small gagging noises to prove his point.
"I.... I like pizza." Dib whined
"And I you."
"I don't get it... don't you hate pizza?"
"I do. I didn't say I liked the pizza."
"Oh." Dib still didn't get what Zim meant, but he didn't want to question it any further.
"Hey, I'm gonna use the bathroom. Okay Dib smells?"
"..Okkaayyy." Zim bolted out of the room and ran downstairs. Zim opened up the fridge to inspect what the worm babies had in their 'cold box'. He saw several colored bottles with the label 'Samuel Adams Boston Lager'
"What's this?" Zim mumbled to himself. He snatched the bottle and took a swig. His eyes widened
"This stuff is AMAZING!" Zim quickly chugged the rest of it down and grabbed for another. By the time Dib came down out of curiosity, Zim had drank almost all of them.
"Ooooohhh heeeeeyyyyy Diiiiibb whhatsssss goooiiinnnggggg ooooonnnn hooommiiieee?" Zim's words were slurred
"Zim. How many of those did you drink!"
"Over 9,000 maaannn!"
"Your drunk dumba**." Zim stepped up to Dib and poked his chest.
"I is not! Is I?" Zim looked as if he was deep in thought and sat down on the floor. He looked as if he was struggling for words. Zim would open and close his mouth, like a fish out of water. At one point his serpent tongue rolled out. Zim grabbed his tongue and starting squishing it
"Heh. Squishy worm." Dib knocked Zim in the side of the head 3 times
"Wake up! Do you hear yourself!"
"No. No I don't hear myself. It's harrreeedddd to hear myselffffffff."
"Idiot." Dib mumbled under his breath.
" Okay. Take my hand. I'm going to bring you somewhere."
"Is it snacks."
"Erm... surreeee..." Dib lead Zim back up to his room. Zim sat next to Dib, swaying back and forth, swinging his legs. Zim leaned over and licked the side of Dib's neck.
"Nyaaaah! Don't do that."
"But.... I wannnnaaaaaa!"
"No." Zim pouted and then kicked Dib's chair and screamed.
"I WAAAANNNT ICE CREEAAAMMMMMMMMM!"
Professed membrane walked in again.
"WHO DRANK MY BEER?! THEIR GOING TO PAAAAYYYYYY!"