i thought Invader Johnny had an intresting challenge, so i took it... but i'm probably disqualified due to late submiting and the story not being complete... but i'm liking how the story is going... so im submiting it...
freakishly
It was honestly an accident really... I would have never thought of doing such thing... stealing a plumpity heart from someone else but it was that... grrr... Dib's fault! He, ooh, almost had me revealed! Of my secret identity, again! He had to repay for that!
It just started like a day like any other...
"Hey! Look everybody look! I'm tellin' ya! Zim's an alien!" the icky Dib cried out to all the other squealing piggie humans playing in their germ dwelling apparatus.
As usual, they paid no heed.
Dib turned back to me, huffing and puffing. "I know what's in that sliver tin lunchbox Zim!" he cried out. "One of your secret weapons to destroy Earth!" He pointed a vicious sausage finger at me.
Yes, too true, I admit, the lunchbox did seem suspicious... to the seeming paranoia! It was GIR's idea, my robot slave, it twas he who thought that carrying lunchboxes around at skool would make me appear more... human. I thought it just gave him another reason to make me those awfully scrumptious waffles.
"For your information, Dib!" I yelled. "I'm carrying a lunchbox stuffed with waffles and chocolate pudding!"
"Pft! Like I'm going to believe that!" Dib sneered. "I know what you're hiding Zim, surrender yourself in the name of earth!" he yelled.
He also spat a little at the last part.
"Stupid human! Didn't I just tell you?" I yelled. "It's a lunchbox!"
"Give it to me Zim!" Dib yelled cornering me to a wall.
I had no choice silly reader, I had to defend myself. Its one of the Irkren Invaders code, if your enemy corners you to the wall, trying to get your lunchbox, you attack viciously. So, I got a small yet powerful weapon hidden in my PAK. It was my favorite too, heheh. It could destroy ten human heads with one shot. So I aimed carefully at his big stupid head.
"Prepare to be exterminated Dib!" I shouted. Mwahahahahahahahaha!
But that earth monkey did something unexpected. He lounged at me and tried to get my ray gun. We toppled on the filthy floor, wrestling to get hold of the gun. I guess the human adult on his supervision post saw us fight hugging and he came over to stop it.
"'ey, 'ey you guyz knock it off!" he said. Oh the nerve of his nasally voice.
"He started it!" I shouted, struggling to get out of the humans grasp.
"No he did!" Dib defended himself, struggling the same.
"You guyz are comin' with me," the nasal adult said.
The principle man was a mean scary human and acted like if he were an Almighty Tallest. The nasal human dropped us in seats in front of his desk.
"You'll never catch Zim alive!," I yelled. Trying to disturb them in someway. "Doooooooom to all of you!"
"Zim!" that earth monkey Dib said. "They already did,"
Grrrr! He was right! I growled at him.
"So what seems to be the problem?" the principle man asked, eating a pencil.
"Zim was attacked by this obnoxious human!" I shouted. "He tried to get my poodding!"
"He is an alien cant you see? He's carrying a weapon to destroy earth in that lunchbox!" Dib yelled.
The principle man looked at both of us, deciding who the real lunatic is. Of course, I know he was choosing Dib, but for some reason, the principle man stared at me for the longest time.
"Iiiiiiiz there something wrong Mr. Principle?" I asked, tapping my claws together.
He stared at me quite uncomfortably.
"what happened to your eye boy?" he asked, little creeped out.
"What about it? It's a human eye! It's assure you!" I yelled.
The principle man got his reflecting mirror from his desk. He showed it to me. Then I screamed and toppled over. No, it wasn't because the reflecting light blinded me, well, it did, but that wasn't it my human reader! It was that my hair wig it was messy and my right antenna was popping out, and my left contact! It gone missing!
Dib looked at my red eye. He gasped exictedly. "See principle see! I told you! I told you! He's a real alien!"
"An... alien?" the principle man said quite stupidly slow.
"Yes! Yes! Call the media! This is huge!" Dib shouted. He started hyperventalating.
"an... alien," the principle man repeated. A string of drool hanged on his chin. I guess his tiny brain was feverishly trying to process the phrase.
Fortunately, my brain can process thoughts far faster than his. "Yes this is my red eye sillies!" I said. "But it was because Dib punched me and gave me this red eye!"
The principle suddenly turned on as if someone punched him in his sleep. He looked at me suspiciously with one hair brow high on his forehead. His human eyes glared at me.
"That makes sense," he suddenly said. "Dib I believe we have to call your father,"
"Noooo!" the earth monkey hooted. "His antenna, his antenna! What about his antenna?"
"His... antennae?" the stupid human male repeated.
"Its where... I take my medicine... for my skin disease... I wear the wig to cover it," I tried to smile to make my lie believable.
"Well that makes even more sense," the silly principle man replied. He frowned at Dib. Then he pushed a button on this tely-phone like machine.
"Call command," he ordered his machine. "Dib Membrane's parent,"
"Calling... Professor Membrane," the machine answered. "Would you like an ice mocha with that sir?"
Hmm... It was more obedient than GIR.
It didn't take long for this... Professor Membrane to arrive. He arrived in a longish vehicle and he came in a floating sliver screen. Odd, Dib's father is a machine?
"Principle?" he called as the floating screen came in. "where is my son?"
"Sir," the principle said. "he physically harassed a student here for being... green,"
"What?" Dib exclaimed. "No I didn't! He attacked me!"
"Now, now son," the Membrane said. "Remember what the physiatrist said,"
"He did! I swear! Hes got a laser gun from his backpack he always carries around!" the big fat head said.
"Oh son, you and your paranormal fascination," the Membrane sighed. The screen of the floating monitor glitched a bit. "Come, let's go home,"
Dib stood up from his chair and followed his floating master out. But he pointed a menacing finger at me.
"One day Zim, one day," he whispered.
"Foolish human," I growled and I bit that finger.
"Yeeeaaaoww!" Dib cried.
The monitor and principle turned around.
"What is it now son?" the Membrane said.
"He bit me!" Dib screeched. "Look its oozing and foaming!"
Dib's finger oozed out puss as his weak blood cells tried to fight my Irken germs off.
"Maybe he's hungry," the Membrane said. "Son, why don't you invite him to dinner?"
"What?" Dib exclaimed. "Never,"
The floating screen came up to me and the Membrane with large goggle eyes and lab coat that covers his face looked at me. "I'm terribly sorry for my son's behavior but would you like to come over at our house and have a chat? Talk things over?"
"No," I responded. A relative of Dib is no friend of mine. But then the stupid principle had to intrude to our conversation.
"Zim, I order you to go," the silly human said. "You and Dib should try to get along for once,"
I had no choice then I crossed my arms and mumbled. "What's for dinner human?"
