For My AmusementZim pulled the starter to the machine; the engine roared to life, metal gears screeching and whirring, a deafening buzz that filled the cold night air. With a grin plastered on his face, only hinting at his malicious intent, the Irken gripped the metallic beast firmly in his hands. Moonlight cascaded through the grey clouds hanging low in the sky, illuminating the field around him. Thousands of tiny, rose-like flowers filled the grassy area. Every bloom showed pastel pink petals opened skyward, awaiting dawn's first light when they would once again begin the photosynthesis process. With a triumphant wave of the chainsaw, Zim proceeded to skip delicately through the field. Every five or six steps he would twirl mid-air, closing his eyes in delight at the light feeling. Surely no other being besides Zim could experience this magnificence. He treasured this knowledge as he hopped and leapt through the pink-flowered field, humming chainsaw in hand.
Nightmare NightAlthough the rain was warm and welcoming after the hot, dry summer, it poured down ceaselessly as lightning began to strike with the loud crack of thunder rolling menacingly overhead. The ground had become over-saturated half an hour ago, so now the rain collected on the side of the street in large puddles. The wind would pick up every few minutes, sweeping through the trees and snatching up whatever leaves were left, throwing them at the windshields of oncoming cars that were already having a difficult enough time trying to avoid the puddles. One particular taxi driver was having a more difficult time than most, and would have been swerving between lanes even without the force of the storm thanks to his passengers. They had been bickering since the moment they seated themselves in the back, and the boy would often shout in the driver's ear, or smack him upon the head while flailing about.
Around two in the afternoon the driver had arrived at a strange gr