Zim knew that Dib was slightly fond of you. And sometimes he used that knowledge just to piss Dib off. Man, was it funny!

...Alright, maybe he also just used that knowledge to be around you. But who could blame him? Those sweet little eyes, your voice-- no! The great Irken invader Zim shouldn't be thinking like this! Besides, he was only doing it just to get under Dib's skin. Right?

Well, right now, you were peacefully trying to walk home after a long day of school. What, it only lasted eight hours? Could've sworn it was a few decades...

Anyway, an arm being slung over your shoulder made you look up from your phone.

...Zim?

"Hey, Roxie!" he greeted loudly. It was as if he made his voice so loud it could carry across the courtyard and meet Dib's ears. "Isn't it such a great day?"

Being caught in between the weird kid and-- well, the other weird kid-- wasn't the best.