"Leave me alone Dib."
Zim usually charismatic voice was flat,
and devoid of its usual fervor and intensity.
His statement could have sounded like a plee,
if Dib hadn't know him better.
The contents of his pitiful human disguise were discarded to the edge of his desk, exposing his penetrating crimson eyes to the darkness.
Still, the Irken remained determined to keep his aching gaze elsewhere,
as if he were invisable to the world for this moment..
Until Dib decided to enter.
^_^ I WAS BORED!!!
No i'm not writing a fanfic,
Yes Dib actually looks pretty cute in this pic (lol course my mom thought he was Harry Potter)
And I'm not as impressed with Zim as I wanted to be, but meh.
At least I colored it.