It didn’t take long for people to notice Zim’s amazing distraction. He was very good at getting people’s attention, after all, and if it weren’t for how uncomfortably close a few people got as they heard his claim, he would have been quite proud of the ruckus he managed to cause. Thankfully, it didn’t take long for Sal to slip away, so Zim didn’t need to keep up the charade for too long. “Eh, false alarm, go about your normal business, humans, Zim is fine.”
He waved a single hand in dismissal as he turned his attention back to where Sal had disappeared, watching impatiently until he returned in an entirely new outfit. That was a little weird, right? Didn’t humans normally only wear one outfit a day? He opened his mouth to question the child, but was promptly handed a note before he could. Zim squinted slightly at the letters before returning his gaze to Sal, a befuddled expression on his face.
“Eh, yes, I’m fine. There’s no need to worry about me. Just, eh… allergies.”
the boys mother continues to dote over zim for a few more seconds, trying to be completely sure that zim okay, although acting as if he may fall apart; unknowing of what skin condition he may have. she’s blamed it on the anti vaccination community already. salem &&. his father gets her to back off easily, among with the counselors explanation of what they had on the skin disease in hopes that she’d back off.
salems far too quiet, his arms wrapped around himself; he’s thankful, that it isn’t a dress, but the dysphoria hitting him doesn’t care. he’s quiet, he feels smaller, he feels like sae; but swiftly salem agrees to be sylv, the tomboyish person who’d hang around with dib; it’s better then sae, at least. ” mom, i’m gonna go over to zims house later, okay ? ” / he’s smiling, nudging zim as if to tell her that the allergy boy was zim. they agree to leave now; he looks to zim, silently asking for help somehow, knowing he’s likely to get another lecture.
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