<Zims POV>
Thunder.
Thats all Zim could here.
Stupid, earth thunder.
He could see the heavy rain pouring down from the sky as he gazed out the window, curseing this foul space-floating dirt-and-water ball of...icky...gooey...thing. He turned his attention back to the T.V., where the Scary Monkey Show was playing on full blast. GIR was sitting as close to the T.V. as possible, watching it intently. Sudenly a loud crash was herd, not far from his base. He and GIR jumped, GIR leaping on his head with a scream. He pushed the robot off, running to the window and looking out. Down the street in...
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