She was hideous, short, with straight midnight hair falling to her shoulders and eyes like fields of lavender. And those stupid short pink dresses. She was revolting, they way she held onto HIS nemesis. Her sickening voice and painful laugh. The mocking tone she used behind the Dib's back, it all made Zim want to wring her thin neck. Crush her puny windpipe, watch her turn purple and bleed out from holes in her body from Zim's own pak legs. Zim smiled at his bloody fantasy as he observed Felicia Dunnworth paint her nails at her desk in her comfy home. Normally Zim wouldn't study such revolting specimens, but this one got in the way of his mission and in the way of Dib. Zim learned long ago that he needed the big headed human to thwart him. So when the Dib spent hours with this sickening worm baby Zim knew he had to make a plan.
And his was brilliant, they all were of course, the plan was to hook up feed of the worm's infidelity directly to the Dib human's laptop. Then Dib would cast her aside and would pay attention to the important things in his life, like Zim
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