Post by Notgonnadie on May 3, 2011 17:02:01 GMT -6
Danny sighed and kicked up his feet as he relaxed on the couch a small scotch in his hand. He knew it wasn't the best idea to keep drinking, but working at Giovanni's he didn't have much of a choice and would rather have a high tolerance for it then none. As he contemplated his drink he didn't notice the figure approaching from behind.
The figure made it's way over to Danny, casually but quietly. He stood behind him for a moment before waving a bit. "Hi, Danny!"
"GAH!" Danny jumped in surprise and his drink flew into the air soaking him. "Ugh! Wha- ZIM! What are you doing here?!"
"Hi, Danny! I Just decided to let myself in!" Zim said as he walked in front of the male. "How was your day?"
"Uh... fine." He glared at zim. "How did you get in here I changed the locks?"
"Oh, I Broke them." Zim said, nonchalantly, looking around a bit for no reason in particular.
"You... ugh WHY?!" Stands up to go look at the locks which are in pieces*
Zim followed Danny, shrugging. "Well, they were all locked so I figured that meant you wanted me to break them."
"NO! I wanted you to stay OUT!"
"...Why Would You want that?"
"Because you- ugh never mind!" Danny threw his hands up in defeat.
Zim blinked a few times before shrugging, going in front of Danny. "Wanna do anything?"
Danny flopped back on the couch and grabbed his drink. "Not really"
"Whats that?" Zim asked, tilting his head and pointing to the drink. "Does it taste good?"
Danny glanced at his drink. "It's alcohol... and I guess..."
Zim hissed a bit, shaking his head. "You Shouldn't Drink!"
"Why not?" Danny asked taking another sip.
"Cause It's Bad For You!" Zim hissed, glaring a bit.
"Mmm nah. I think its very, very good." Danny sighed and leaned back. "Especially with you around."
Zim hissed, one of his PAK legs coming out of it's metal shall and grabbing the Drink, pouring it on the ground. "Now It's Gone."
Danny glared at Zim. "Why did you do that?"
"So You couldn't drink it!" Zim said, smiling proudly.
Danny sighed again and got up pouring himself another glass but keeping it and its contents intangible so zim couldn't touch it
"HEY!" Zim whined, trying to jump up and grab the Drink. "No Drinking!"
"Dude, I'm 21. I can do what I want." He took a swallow. "You're only 18 you don't know the joys of intoxication yet."
"I am Much Older than that on this Planet!" Zim whined, pouting a bit. "Don't Drink!"
Danny scoffed already being a bit buzzed from earlier. "Make me."
Zim smirked some at this. "If You Insist.." And, with that, the alien went and tackled Danny.
"Gah!" Danny went down quickly his drink flying through the air the glass smashing a few feet away. "Oh come on!"
Zim chuckled, smirking some. "See? Zim just made you!"
"Would you just get out already?! My house doesn't need to be trashed!"
"Zim is not trashing Anything!"
"Not yet surprisingly." Danny grumbled.
Zim glared, getting off him and pouting.
Danny gave a sigh of relief when zim got off. He actually DID enjoy Zim's company 'Maybe a little too much...' he thought as he felt the tightness in his pants. But he would never tell zim that.
The figure made it's way over to Danny, casually but quietly. He stood behind him for a moment before waving a bit. "Hi, Danny!"
"GAH!" Danny jumped in surprise and his drink flew into the air soaking him. "Ugh! Wha- ZIM! What are you doing here?!"
"Hi, Danny! I Just decided to let myself in!" Zim said as he walked in front of the male. "How was your day?"
"Uh... fine." He glared at zim. "How did you get in here I changed the locks?"
"Oh, I Broke them." Zim said, nonchalantly, looking around a bit for no reason in particular.
"You... ugh WHY?!" Stands up to go look at the locks which are in pieces*
Zim followed Danny, shrugging. "Well, they were all locked so I figured that meant you wanted me to break them."
"NO! I wanted you to stay OUT!"
"...Why Would You want that?"
"Because you- ugh never mind!" Danny threw his hands up in defeat.
Zim blinked a few times before shrugging, going in front of Danny. "Wanna do anything?"
Danny flopped back on the couch and grabbed his drink. "Not really"
"Whats that?" Zim asked, tilting his head and pointing to the drink. "Does it taste good?"
Danny glanced at his drink. "It's alcohol... and I guess..."
Zim hissed a bit, shaking his head. "You Shouldn't Drink!"
"Why not?" Danny asked taking another sip.
"Cause It's Bad For You!" Zim hissed, glaring a bit.
"Mmm nah. I think its very, very good." Danny sighed and leaned back. "Especially with you around."
Zim hissed, one of his PAK legs coming out of it's metal shall and grabbing the Drink, pouring it on the ground. "Now It's Gone."
Danny glared at Zim. "Why did you do that?"
"So You couldn't drink it!" Zim said, smiling proudly.
Danny sighed again and got up pouring himself another glass but keeping it and its contents intangible so zim couldn't touch it
"HEY!" Zim whined, trying to jump up and grab the Drink. "No Drinking!"
"Dude, I'm 21. I can do what I want." He took a swallow. "You're only 18 you don't know the joys of intoxication yet."
"I am Much Older than that on this Planet!" Zim whined, pouting a bit. "Don't Drink!"
Danny scoffed already being a bit buzzed from earlier. "Make me."
Zim smirked some at this. "If You Insist.." And, with that, the alien went and tackled Danny.
"Gah!" Danny went down quickly his drink flying through the air the glass smashing a few feet away. "Oh come on!"
Zim chuckled, smirking some. "See? Zim just made you!"
"Would you just get out already?! My house doesn't need to be trashed!"
"Zim is not trashing Anything!"
"Not yet surprisingly." Danny grumbled.
Zim glared, getting off him and pouting.
Danny gave a sigh of relief when zim got off. He actually DID enjoy Zim's company 'Maybe a little too much...' he thought as he felt the tightness in his pants. But he would never tell zim that.