Chapter One: The Arrival of Invader Mel
A/N: Yes, I did name myself after the Invader Mel in the story. After all, lots of people have their fanfiction name after a fancharacter.
It was a cold Saturday night, when a short little Irken invader heard the hum of a Voot Cruiser. Why would he hear a Voot Cruiser? He was inside of the lower levels of his laboratory, and certainly was not flying about during this time. Gir. It must be. Probably messing with the controls again. That little robot could be so much a pain at times. Sighing deeply in frustration, he set down the wrench he had held, and ordered the computer to take him to the Voot Repair Bay.
"Gir! What are you doing with the...Voot Cruiser...." Gir was nowhere to be found. Looking outside through a window, he saw a green little dog monster sucking on a brainfreezy as he approached the Irken's base of operations. Then what was making that noise?
Hearing an explosion, he turned his head and hastily ran out of the house, forgetting to put his disguise on. In his front yard, he saw a Cruiser had crashed amongst the gnomes. The top opened up, and a fairly tall Irken shakily stood up from the wreckage. She had bluish green eyes that looked purple, thanks to contact lenses that she required to see with after a direct hit with a laser, and wore the following: a red shirt with two horizontal stripes, a pair of black pants and gloves, along with some navy blue boots. Her antennae were pointed, and did not curl. Her backpack was the same as Zim's, except that it was gray and purple. The Irken was approximately a foot taller than him.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Mellannie, but most people call me Mel. Invader Mel. Do you mind if I come inside? It did occur to you that I have crash-landed here, did it not?"
"Yeah, sure - wait a minute! How do I know you're not out to take my mission?"
"Because I am here on official business. The Tallest have granted me permission to carry out some of my research so I can document this planet and its history for the records. Unfortunately, it is prohibited for me to give you any information I collect. Your job is to prove your ability to do information gathering yourself. You will be overestimated if you get hold of any research I do. This mission just happens to bring me to this Earth city, Zim. You see, the household of your very enemy is the best place for me to learn about Earth, for one of their most famous scientists lives there."
"Can you destroy him when you're done?"
"No. It is also forbidden for me to kill or harm any of the creatures that is our enemy. That happens to be your job. Section 5, Article 31, of the Invader's handbook, if you've done your homework, Zim."
"Wait, if you're an invader, then how come you're on a documentation assignment?"
"Well, it's my vacation, and one of the documenters got sick at the last moment, so I volunteered. And here I am now. If you still don't trust me, I have the papers here to prove that it's all legally sound." Invader Mel held some papers forth, and Zim flipped through them.
"I suppose."
"You really don't have much choice in the matter. It is against the law for an invader not to take in a documenter when they're on assignment in the area. After all, I'll need assistance in disguises and fitting in."
"Come in, before we're noticed."
"All right." The two walked in, where Mel analyzed the living room. "Nothing state-of-the-art, but I guess it'll do. Hey, I wonder what's on the tube. Any good shows on this planet?"
"No, not really anything worthwhile. Especially that HORRIBLE monkey!" Mel, not knowing what the Scary/Angry Monkey Show was, raised an eyebrow. Regardless of his comments, she began to flip through the channels. She stopped at a station when she heard the voice of an announcer say, "Today's feature is on a haunted house..." Her eyes widened a great deal, until an ignorant Zim flicked the power off and said,
"See, I told you."
"Hey, I was watching that!"
"You don't want to watch that filth! The Dib-monkey wants to send me in to that show!"
"So what? I personally think you'd look pretty funny cut into a whole bunch of pieces."
"That's it! I can sue you for flagrantly disrespecting an invader!"
"And I can sue you for disrespecting the personal tastes of a higher officer. Literally. Perhaps you were too busy gloating to notice, but I'm taller than you. So give me that remote or suffer dire consequences." She snatched the remote and clicked the television set back on. "Oh, now look at what you've done! The interview's nearly halfway over!"
"Me? What did I do?"
"You turned the TV off, you dummy! Now, shut up!" Zim, who was very irked about not being in charge, sat through an episode of Mysterious Mysteries. When the invader beside him asked his opinion on which spirit haunted what house, or something or other, he'd shrug it off until she threatened to sue him again.
During the night, Zim was glad to finally get a break from Mel in sleep, but soon awoke to the sound of her cackling at something. He got up to see what it was, and found Gir and Mel giggling together at the screen.
"What is it NOW, Mel?!" he screeched as his short temper ran shorter.
"I'm watching this one anime, called Sorcerer Hunters. It's really good!"
"Sorcerer what? Mel, it's one o'clock in the morning! I have to get up for that miserable Earth skool in a few hours!" the tired little Irken whined as he was about to blow his top.
"Oh, come off it, Zim, after all, I'm going too!"
"But -"
"Sorry Zim, but if you don't want me to report you, you'll have to lay off for a while."
"Just please be just a little quieter?"
"Oh, all right, party pooper."
"Fine, sure, whatever." He dragged himself back to bed, and prepared himself for another LONG day with Invader Mel around.
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Morning
Zim woke up at about seven o'clock the next morning, and was delighted to see that Mel had gotten a disguise on her own and headed out for skool already, so said a note she had left. The rest of the morning proceeded as usual, until he arrived at skool, that is. She had come into the classroom late, talking and laughing with Dib. In her disguise, she really looked quite different. She had short, pink hair, human eyes with purple irises, and wore a green shirt with a ghost on it, black pants, and a trench coat. Mel had a nose and ears, and no longer carried any trace of being Irken at all. However, now that she looked human, she wore glasses, because human contacts were just too hard!
"Hello," she began, "My name is Mel. I enjoy watching Mysterious Mysteries, anime, and, well, that's about it! Most of the time I like to spend reading, writing, reading, drawing, reading, and collecting insects. My favorite kind is Danaus Plexippus, better known as the milkweed butterfly, or Monarch. Um...that's all, I suppose." Mel took her seat, which was next to Zim, and she shot him a glare. Her plan was beginning to work out perfectly.
A/N: Yes, I did name myself after the Invader Mel in the story. After all, lots of people have their fanfiction name after a fancharacter.
It was a cold Saturday night, when a short little Irken invader heard the hum of a Voot Cruiser. Why would he hear a Voot Cruiser? He was inside of the lower levels of his laboratory, and certainly was not flying about during this time. Gir. It must be. Probably messing with the controls again. That little robot could be so much a pain at times. Sighing deeply in frustration, he set down the wrench he had held, and ordered the computer to take him to the Voot Repair Bay.
"Gir! What are you doing with the...Voot Cruiser...." Gir was nowhere to be found. Looking outside through a window, he saw a green little dog monster sucking on a brainfreezy as he approached the Irken's base of operations. Then what was making that noise?
Hearing an explosion, he turned his head and hastily ran out of the house, forgetting to put his disguise on. In his front yard, he saw a Cruiser had crashed amongst the gnomes. The top opened up, and a fairly tall Irken shakily stood up from the wreckage. She had bluish green eyes that looked purple, thanks to contact lenses that she required to see with after a direct hit with a laser, and wore the following: a red shirt with two horizontal stripes, a pair of black pants and gloves, along with some navy blue boots. Her antennae were pointed, and did not curl. Her backpack was the same as Zim's, except that it was gray and purple. The Irken was approximately a foot taller than him.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Mellannie, but most people call me Mel. Invader Mel. Do you mind if I come inside? It did occur to you that I have crash-landed here, did it not?"
"Yeah, sure - wait a minute! How do I know you're not out to take my mission?"
"Because I am here on official business. The Tallest have granted me permission to carry out some of my research so I can document this planet and its history for the records. Unfortunately, it is prohibited for me to give you any information I collect. Your job is to prove your ability to do information gathering yourself. You will be overestimated if you get hold of any research I do. This mission just happens to bring me to this Earth city, Zim. You see, the household of your very enemy is the best place for me to learn about Earth, for one of their most famous scientists lives there."
"Can you destroy him when you're done?"
"No. It is also forbidden for me to kill or harm any of the creatures that is our enemy. That happens to be your job. Section 5, Article 31, of the Invader's handbook, if you've done your homework, Zim."
"Wait, if you're an invader, then how come you're on a documentation assignment?"
"Well, it's my vacation, and one of the documenters got sick at the last moment, so I volunteered. And here I am now. If you still don't trust me, I have the papers here to prove that it's all legally sound." Invader Mel held some papers forth, and Zim flipped through them.
"I suppose."
"You really don't have much choice in the matter. It is against the law for an invader not to take in a documenter when they're on assignment in the area. After all, I'll need assistance in disguises and fitting in."
"Come in, before we're noticed."
"All right." The two walked in, where Mel analyzed the living room. "Nothing state-of-the-art, but I guess it'll do. Hey, I wonder what's on the tube. Any good shows on this planet?"
"No, not really anything worthwhile. Especially that HORRIBLE monkey!" Mel, not knowing what the Scary/Angry Monkey Show was, raised an eyebrow. Regardless of his comments, she began to flip through the channels. She stopped at a station when she heard the voice of an announcer say, "Today's feature is on a haunted house..." Her eyes widened a great deal, until an ignorant Zim flicked the power off and said,
"See, I told you."
"Hey, I was watching that!"
"You don't want to watch that filth! The Dib-monkey wants to send me in to that show!"
"So what? I personally think you'd look pretty funny cut into a whole bunch of pieces."
"That's it! I can sue you for flagrantly disrespecting an invader!"
"And I can sue you for disrespecting the personal tastes of a higher officer. Literally. Perhaps you were too busy gloating to notice, but I'm taller than you. So give me that remote or suffer dire consequences." She snatched the remote and clicked the television set back on. "Oh, now look at what you've done! The interview's nearly halfway over!"
"Me? What did I do?"
"You turned the TV off, you dummy! Now, shut up!" Zim, who was very irked about not being in charge, sat through an episode of Mysterious Mysteries. When the invader beside him asked his opinion on which spirit haunted what house, or something or other, he'd shrug it off until she threatened to sue him again.
During the night, Zim was glad to finally get a break from Mel in sleep, but soon awoke to the sound of her cackling at something. He got up to see what it was, and found Gir and Mel giggling together at the screen.
"What is it NOW, Mel?!" he screeched as his short temper ran shorter.
"I'm watching this one anime, called Sorcerer Hunters. It's really good!"
"Sorcerer what? Mel, it's one o'clock in the morning! I have to get up for that miserable Earth skool in a few hours!" the tired little Irken whined as he was about to blow his top.
"Oh, come off it, Zim, after all, I'm going too!"
"But -"
"Sorry Zim, but if you don't want me to report you, you'll have to lay off for a while."
"Just please be just a little quieter?"
"Oh, all right, party pooper."
"Fine, sure, whatever." He dragged himself back to bed, and prepared himself for another LONG day with Invader Mel around.
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Morning
Zim woke up at about seven o'clock the next morning, and was delighted to see that Mel had gotten a disguise on her own and headed out for skool already, so said a note she had left. The rest of the morning proceeded as usual, until he arrived at skool, that is. She had come into the classroom late, talking and laughing with Dib. In her disguise, she really looked quite different. She had short, pink hair, human eyes with purple irises, and wore a green shirt with a ghost on it, black pants, and a trench coat. Mel had a nose and ears, and no longer carried any trace of being Irken at all. However, now that she looked human, she wore glasses, because human contacts were just too hard!
"Hello," she began, "My name is Mel. I enjoy watching Mysterious Mysteries, anime, and, well, that's about it! Most of the time I like to spend reading, writing, reading, drawing, reading, and collecting insects. My favorite kind is Danaus Plexippus, better known as the milkweed butterfly, or Monarch. Um...that's all, I suppose." Mel took her seat, which was next to Zim, and she shot him a glare. Her plan was beginning to work out perfectly.