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Nervousness; Zim had never really experienced that before. He shifted from foot to foot and back again, gloved hands clasped behind him, fingers fidgeting now and then. Dib stood before him, eyes wide in disbelief behind the thick glasses, mouth gaping for a while until a few words were managed. “Wh...what did you just say?” the teen asked, sounding baffled.

“It's over, Dib,” the alien repeated, feeling braver now that he'd gotten the words out. “Zim has grown tired of this. We're doing nothing but dragging each other down, so...we can't see each other anymore!”

Confusion ran rampant on Dib's face, and then he asked hesitantly, “Are you...trying to break up with me?”

Zim gave a slight sigh, one that sounded slightly exasperated. “Of course I am, Dib-human! What did you think I was doing? All this is just getting us nowhere, so you must understand why Zim is dumping you – it's nothing personal.”

“But-”

“No, no! Don't try to convince me, I've made up my mind! From now on, we must stay away from each other!”

He went on with similar such statements until finally Dib threw his hands up, letting out a sound of utmost vexation. “ARGH! You can't just dump your enemy! Nothing's that easy!”