Wormy and Luna?

[LunaXanta]

"GAHHH! IM NORMAL!!!" Zim screamed, darting behind some random person walking down the sidewalk as if this would keep him from being seen. After a moment, he peered around the man, not seeing Mur since she'd run into the alley.
"Eh, where'd you go??"

[Wormgod]

Mur groaned when she heard Zim's voice. Dib was somewhere, else, probably hiding from her. Good for him. Mur extended a communicator from her PAK, one that was connected to Staada, "Staada! Get over here and bring me back to the base!" She ordered. Within ten seconds, the SIR unit had rocketed to her, and grabbed her master, flying them back with her rocket jets.

[LunaXanta]

Dib, at the moment, was walking home, hands in his pockets, head drooped in shame. Da**it. If he got something good, and it couldn't screw itself up, life would MAKE him screw it up. So much for a truce.... And a possible friendship.... He refused to admit to himself, as he walked, that he had tears in his eyes.

Zim jumped slightly at the sudden yell, and found himself coughing on rocket smoke the next second.
Psh. Stupid female, all that did was give him a trail to follow.

[Wormgod]

Mur didn't care that anyone could see her flying with Staada, leaving a trail of foul-smelling smoke behind. She cried silently through the entire ten-second ride, then slammed the front door behind her and stormed into the labs below her base. There, she sat in her bedroom, and continued to cry.

[LunaXanta]

While Zim attempted to follow Staada's smoke trail, Dib was entering his home, opening the door and trudging unhappily to his room. He was somewhat surprised to find he couldnt care less about losing the information in the notebook, not because there was hardly anything in there, but because he'd been an utter idiot. Now Mur was furious with him and rightfully so. No more truce.
It seemed hard to wrap his mind around as he dragged his feet up the stairs to his bedroom, feeling utterly depressed and guilty, tears starting to stream down his face.

[Wormgod]

((Doesn't really know what to post*))

Mur stayed in her bedroom with the lights off, crying into one of the many pillows. Like everything else in her labs, it was made of the chlorine-based matter Irkens used. Staada sat next to her, watching her Mistress silently.

[LunaXanta]

((Meh, you could have her talk to Staada, or do something about the notebook, since she took it. It's mid-day, we could TS a little.
Also sorry, I was gone all day.))

Dib laid down on his bed. He had lots of paranormal projects he should be working on, but he didn't feel like it. He felt like a soft idiot. He shouldn't be crying over this... But he was. It was his fault. He just wasn't allowed to have anything good in life, was he?

[Wormgod]

((Possibly...))((Btw, I invited NINJA to the Rp.))

Mur soon stopped crying and made a sniffling noise, not something actually possible for her since Irkens don't have noses. She sat up and glanced at Dib's notebook. Should she really....? Maybe this was just a flaw in her planning, and Dib wasn't a little pervert. She sighed and took the book, then looked at the first page...

[LunaXanta]

((Mango ninja?))

This was a newer notebook, and not too much had been filled yet. Dib'd pulled it out once Mur had come, it was mainly for information gathered from her, along with a few completely random notes and doodles.
The very first page, was a finished drawing, colored, shaded, (she was fully clothed), it looked rather nice.
It was a picture of her from the side, she was marching down the school hallway with that funny march all Irkens had, looking confident and pleased. She had a gleam of pride in her eyes and her hands were in fists, ready for battle.

[Wormgod]

((Yeah.))

Mur looked at the picture and ignored the impulse to burn this notebook on sight of the picture. Staada scooted closer to see,and Mur flipped the page. Dib wasn't nearly as good as an Irken artist, but his drawings got the point across.