Zim poked at his food with disgust clear on his face, just like he had done every day for the past few years at lunch. He had hoped to be off of this horrid planet before he had to go to Hi Skool. Unfortunately, he hadn't been successful in his mission yet. But he still had hope. After all, these filthy beasts were no match for the amazing Zim! He chuckled darkly to himself. Yes, he was clearly superior.

His eyes darted around the cafeteria until they landed on Dib and his sister who, like always, was playing Vampire Piggy Slayer on her Gameslave. Zim grinned wickedly when he saw that Dib wasn't looking at him. He had his nose buried in a book about Area 51. Zim carefully picked up a glob of meat from his tray and flung it at the large headed boy with his plastic spoon. Dib never saw it coming. When the smelly, unidentifiable slop splattered against the side of his head and interrupted his reading, he automatically reacted with a scream and fell out of his seat. Everyone in the lunch room erupted with cruel laughter. Dib glared angrily at his enemy, who was pointing and laughing. Neither of them noticed that Gaz's Gameslave was covered in the nasty meat or that her eyes were wide open.

It made a few odd noises before it short circuited and broke apart in her hands. The meat had destroyed it. It didn't take Zim long to realize it because suddenly he felt a horrible stinging pain in his jaw as it connected with the small girl's fist. He flew across the room and slammed against the wall.

His fake eyes filled with fear as she approached him with her fists clenched. Her eyes were filled with rage. Gaz had never hit him before. Sure, he had annoyed her plenty, but she never wanted to waste her time with such an idiot. But now he had gone too far. She loved her Gameslave more than she did her own brother.

"You broke my Gameslave...YOU WILL PAY!" She screamed at him. No one but Dib had seen Gaz get really angry before. She never spoke to anyone.

"Gaz-human! Zim didn't-i didn't...wha..." He sputtered, trying to think of words that would stop the angry female from ripping his limbs off.

"Zim will buy the Gaz-beast a new Gamesleeve!" He said desperately, getting the game systems name wrong. He flinched, ready for her fists to beat him to a pulp. But they didn't. He looked up at her and saw that she was holding back.

"You'd better. Or I will shove my foot so far up your ass, you'll taste the dirt on the bottom of my boot!" She yelled furiously. She wanted to destroy him. But she knew if she did, she wouldn't get a new Gameslave. She stomped angrily out of the cafeteria, which was now silent except for one large headed boys hysterical laughter.

Gaz punched a locker, leaving a deep dent in it. Damn it all to hell! That green moron had destroyed her most prized possession. She tucked a strand of violet hair behind her ear. It had grown a lot in the past few years. She herself had grown. She was now 5'4 and curvy, which she honestly didn't care about. Her looks meant absolutely nothing to her. She heard footsteps running behind her and she stopped walking, ready to destroy whoever had followed her.

"Dib I swear to god I will rip your head off and-" she began but was cut off.

"How dare you confuse the almighty Zim with that filthy pig-beast!" Zim shouted behind her. Ugh. Why did he have to be so loud and stupid?

She turned to face the strange green kid. He was closer than she thought he was so when she turned, she ended up only a couple of inches from him. She took a step back and glared at him. Zim had grown too, and was now 5'9 and slender.

"What do you want?" She growled. Zim looked away from her. It was obvious that he was struggling to say what he had followed her to say.

"Zim is...Zim...is...s-s-so-sorr-sorry." He finally spat out. Gaz raised an eyebrow as he clawed at his tounge, trying to get the filth of the apology off.

"Why are you telling me this? As if I care?" She asked. He shrugged.

"The female worm-baby at lunch told Zim that the Gaz-human would kill him if he did not apologize. Zim does not wish to die." Gaz held back a smile.

"You better get me a new Gameslave, Zim. Or you'll wish you'd never been born." She warned hatefully. Zim once again wouldn't meet her eyes.

"Uhh...Zim needs the Dibs-sister's help getting this Gamesleeve." He admitted. She groaned in frustration.

"Its called a Gameslave. And you have to go to Gamestep at the mall. How do you not know this?"

"Zim does not have time for foolish Earth shopping!" He snapped. She clenched her fists. He was such a selfcentered idiot. She grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him to eye level.

"Listen you green bastard. That Gameslave was the most important thing in my life. And you destroyed it. If I don't get another one, I WILL destroy you. Actually, I'm gonna need the new Vampire Piggy Slayer game too. And you will get it for me. WONT YOU?" Zim nodded his head quickly. Gaz was the only human who really scared him. She didn't even disgust him. But damn the fire in those eyes was scary.

"Good." She said, releasing him.

"I'll go with you. But just to make sure you get the right game. You're paying for everything." She told him. Zim sighed and nodded again.

"Let's go." Her voice was cold and unloving.

He followed her to her '89 Mustang, which was a beautiful violet color. As he got in, he realized that he wasn't scared of her anymore. No, he was angry. This filthy worm-baby could get her own stupid game. It was her fault for getting in Zims way when he flung the meat at the Dib-stink. Forgetting how much damage she could do, Zim got an attitude. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"Pfft. This is ridiculous. You disgusting human. You have no power over Zim!" He raised his voice. But he was quickly silenced when Gaz gave him the meanest Glare he had ever gotten. A glare that said 'I will claw your eyes out and shove them down your throat if you keep talking'. So the next several minutes were completely quiet. Until Gaz spoke up.

"If it wouldn't have completely destroyed my most prized possession," Zim flinched at the cruelty of her tone,

"What you did to my idiot brother would've been pretty funny." A compliment? Zim gave her a small but proud smile that she didn't return until he wasn't looking. No way was she going to let this little creep think she's gone soft.

When they got there, she hit the breaks suddenly and without warning, causing the aliens face to slam against the car's glovebox.

"Gah!" He yelled out.

"We're here." She unbuckled her seatbelt (which Zim hadn't bothered to put on) and hopped out of the car. Zim rubbed his head painfully and walked behind her as they entered the mall. His eyes widened. The filthy, disgusting humans were everywhere! He cringed. Gaz saw it out of the corner of her eye.

"Yeah, I know. I hate crowds too. Especially these kinds of crowds." She told him. If he had ears, they would've perked up to listen as she talked.

"They're stuck up rich people. They only care about money and themselves. It sucks." He looked around and saw that she was right. These people were all wearing expensive, colorful clothes. They looked down on the people they passed and you could tell by their smug expressions that they thought very highly of themselves. Zim realized something. He was exactly like them. But of course he had a right to be that way. He was the almighty Invader Zim! So why did he feel guilty? He shook his head to clear it.

"Enough if this foolishness. Bring me to the GameStop!" He said loudly. Gaz rolled her eyes.

"Its Gamestep you dunce. GameStop sounds like such a dumb rip off. Come on." She didn't wait for him as she marched ahead.

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