NOSHEI'S POV
As I was saying, I went to go sit with Stickly for lunch. "Hey." I said. "Oh, hi, Noshei." he said. "You-" He didn't finish his sentence. "I?" I tried to remind him he didn't finish his sentence.

STICKLY'S POV
I hesitated because I was not sure if what I was going to say was what I should have said or not. "You want to hang out sometimes?" I asked. "Sure." Noshei said. We sat in silence. "FOOD FIGHT!" someone yelled. "What is a food fight?" I asked. "Is it dangerous?" She looked at me. "You've never heard of a food fight?" Noshei said. "No." I answered. "It's when people throw food at each other." she said. "I always leave when one is going on." She picked up her tray and left.

NOSHEI'S POV
Okay, you might have known I have a temper. And when someone throws something at me while I'm throwing my tray away, I won't take it. I turned around. "HEY!" I yelled. "Who threw that?" To my amazement, everyone was silent. "Me." a kid said. "So what?" he said. "It's a food fight." I looked at him with wide eyes. "So now you wanna fight, huh?" I asked. "N- No." he said. "Shut up." I said. "Throw food at me one more time and I swear that something tragic will happen to you." He looked confused. "O... kay?..." he said.

GAZ'S POV
Dib ate all the pizza. He will wake up with a broken bone.

ZIM'S POV
"GIR!" I yelled. "Communicate with the nearest Irkens on Earth." GIR smiled. "I like to dance." He got out his tiny, brown computer with a money on top. "Let's see..." he said. "Well, there's Invader Stickly. Oh! There's YOU! And... um... Someone named Tak. Doesn't ring a bell, does it?" I looked up. "NO!" I yelled. "IMPOSSIBLE!"