Ok, to those of you who read my Alice In Wonderland fanfics, I'm reeeeaaaallllyyyy sorry about posting this before I update those, but I had to write this! It was making my brain rot, just sitting in there. I promise I will update on those... I have a plan!...

Ok, not really... I don't have a plan... I'm just trying to keep up on the stuff I started whilst surviving being a teenager... Schools bugging me... Between being a fangirl of many different things, homework, writing, having a life for once, and being myself, I'm driving myself crazy... It stresses me out so much, I have nightmares about it... And many tragedies have happened between now and the last time I've updated on a story... Just a few: I've gotten sick, my best friends have been fighting, another one of my best friend's kitten died, and my dog became severely ill... I've also had a huuuuge Alice In Wonderland writer's block...

Anyways, enough with my ranting and pleading for my life, I read this over a lot, and I'm pretty sure I haven't made any other mistakes...

I don't own Invader Zim, or the characters, or the creepy, run-down world they live in... Jhonen Vasquez does...

Anyways, enjoy!

The light. It's blindingly bright to the recently opened eyes. Dib's eyes adjust to the sun's rays peeking through his window. "Rather bright for a winter morning." he whispers to himself. His eyes shift to his alarm clock. Skool doesn't start for another hour. Dib shuffles over to his closet and gets dressed. He's been dreading the day skool starts again. It had been a rather short winter vacation. It rarely snowed, and a lot of people had sighed and blamed it on Global Warming. Another thing to wonder about once I'm finished with that horrible Irken, Dib thought. Sure, Global Warming wasn't paranormal, but a lot of people debate about it, so why not try to find out if it's as bad as everyone says it is?

The few days it had snowed, Dib rather enjoyed watching Zim's reaction to snow. Snow is just another form of water, of course. After his slow, almost-a-walk to the kitchen, Dib poured himself a bowl of cereal and started eating it lethargically. After his first few bites, Gaz walks in, playing her precious Game Slave, of course. She slides into a seat and continues playing. Dib looks up at her and raises an eyebrow. Gaz slowly opens her eyes and glares into her older brother's. Dib quickly averts his eyes and looks back into his cereal bowl. "It's kinda weird how you can play that thing without even looking." he says.

"It's kinda weird how your neck can even support your big head." Gaz retorts. Dib decides to ignore that comment. He's gotten a bit used to people always making fun of his head. It may be big, but it's full of knowledge, he thinks. "Has dad left yet?" he changes the subject. Gaz shakes her head. "How should I know? I just woke up, smart one." she growls. "He never even came home, he stayed at the lab all night. Again." she sighs. Dib stirs his spoon around in the bowl. "I wonder what he's working on now?" he says. Gaz almost chuckles. "Probably something better than Super-Toast, or just another invention to 'help' the world." she says.

Dib finishes his cereal. He looks over at his little sister. "You're not eating?" he asks. Gaz shakes her head. "Don't feel like it." she sighs, as she leans her head closer to her Game Slave. Dib rolls his eyes. "Do you play that while sleeping?" he raises an eyebrow. Gaz clenches her game tighter. "Just shut up before I go make toast just to throw the butter knife at you." she threatens. Dib puts his dishes in the sink and heads toward the bathroom.

He quickly combs his naturally spiky hair and washes his face. Before he can get to brushing his teeth, he hears his little sister's blood-curdling scream. "! YOU IDIOOOOOOOOOOOT! GET UP HERE BEFORE I MURDER YOU!" she yells. Dib rushes upstairs to the source of his scary sister's screaming, going the fastest he has ever gone in the past week. "WHAT?" Dib shouts. Gaz points a Grim Reaper-like finger at the sink. "Your dishes, Dib. YOUR DISHES! Dad's almost never home, so taking care of your dishes is YOUR responsibility. Next time you don't do your dishes, I WILL SHOVE YOUR DISHES INTO YOUR HUGE HEAD UNTIL THE PAIN IS UNBEARABLE! NOW GET TO IT!" she commands. Dib rushes to the sink and quickly washes the dishes, glancing back and forth from the dishes, to his malicious little sister, who is glaring at him the whole time. He shows Gaz his clean dishes, begging in his mind that he'll live. Gaz shuffles over to the sink and stares at the dishes. She gives a small nod and walks off.

Once Gaz leaves the room, Dib sighs. "I think there should be a Mysterious Mysteries special on my sister." he pants. He puts the dishes in the drying rack, then makes his way back to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"GIR! Where are my lenses? Skool's going to start soon! FIND THEM!" Zim shouts throughout his home/base. GIR walks in, a lens hanging from his tongue. Zim's eyes widen. "GIR! Now I have to disinfect the lens, due to your human-food eating tongue, you incompetent fool!" he says, swiping the lens from GIR's tongue, a string of drool following with the lens. "Eww…" he mutters. "Why are you in your disguise, anyway?" he asks. GIR smiles. "I want to go to skooool with yoooou!" he laughs. Zim shakes his head. "No, GIR, these Earth beasts don't take their dogs to skool." he says. "Aww." GIR sighs. After Zim grabs the other lens from the ground, he goes to clean the lenses. "But I want to go to skool with you, master!" GIR whines. Zim turns around and puts the lenses on. "I'll tell you what, you can walk to skool with me." he says. GIR waves his arms around happily.

The two foreigners step outside into their yard. "Yeep! It's cold!" Zim yelps. GIR looks over at Zim. "No it's not!" he counters. Zim sighs. "It better not 'snow' again. I'm almost paranoid to step outside again. The weather here is either scorching hot, or raining of some sort! I can't wait to bring the hy-uu-mans to their doom!" he says. GIR starts murmuring his Doom Song. "GIR! Shut up!" Zim commands. GIR's duty mode voice activates. "Yes, master!" he salutes. People stare at them. Zim's eyes widen. "Uh… Heh heh… New trick." he says. People go back to what they were doing. "GIR, please don't talk when you're supposed to be an earth dog." Zim says blankly. GIR smiles.

Dib runs up behind Zim. "Hello, Zim." he smiles mischievously. Zim turns around abruptly. "Dib!" he growls. "GIR!" GIR shouts, smiling. Zim and Dib glare at GIR. "Why are you here?" Zim asks. Dib rolls his eyes. "I'm walking to skool, Zim. Skool starts again today, remember?" Dib asks sarcastically. Zim shakes his fist. "I knew that, Dib-stink! I mean what are you doing walking near me?" he mutters. Dib smiles nonchalantly. "Oh… I don't know… Waiting to watch you mess up. To catch you off guard and expose the truth to the world! THE WOOOORRRLLLD! Same as always." he says. Gaz appears behind Dib, still playing her game. "You guys are idiots." she says, then walks further ahead.

"Get away, now." Zim demands. Dib shrugs. "Whatever," he starts, then stops in front of Zim. He leans in towards his face. "Just remember… If you screw up, even by the slightest bit… I'll catch it… And it'll be a one-way ticket to the autopsy room for you, Zim, where they'll slice you open and tear out your alien guts. And I'll be there to watch, and laugh victoriously, and-"

"Are you done yet?" Zim asks, then pushes Dib out of his way. Dib growls. "You won't get away with this, Zim! I WILL CATCH YOU!" he screams.