Disclaimer of doom: Ok yeah, I don't own Invader Zim, yada,yada..but I do own Rox and Mir..in a way..I guess..

Middle of space...Monday

"Set coordinates: Zero,one seven four two,flamingos,tacos.." the ship was slowly cruising through space. Stars of diferent colors and sizes spread throughout the solar system. Rox looked at her computer screen. It was green, blinking, and was blank. She stared at it and growled.

"Mir!!", she yelled,"Did you even LISTEN to me?!"

Mir was listening to a song called "Psycho Therapy" on his music player."What is it master?" he said sarcastically.

"I need you to type the coordinates on the computer mainframe! A task such as that is so easy, a stupid earth monkey can do it!". When Rox needed to be menacing, she could.

Mir sigh, " If it's that easy, why don't you do it then?"

Rox growled, "'Let's see. Hmmm... gee.. Maybe it's because....I'M STEERING THE SHIP YOU WORTHLESS ROBOT!"

Mir of all the SIR units, he had the serve one of the most tempermental, anoying, demanding-"MIR!".Her screech of anger interupted his thoughts.

He typed in the coordinates. Mir muttered something under his breath.

It showed latitudes, degrees, and showed pictures of planets and their weather, "Bought to you by Irken weather forcast: when conquering the world, make sure it's a sunny day!" Mir typed in a ship number and their latest destinations.

Rox examined the route and smiled. The ship was large, enough to hold an Irken army. It was empty, and had enough junk food to feed a whole city for a week. Rox felt almost sorry she crushed a whole birgade in one single takeover. They were her bretheren. But she she felt almost sorry so she got it over with. Almost..

It's been a while since she escaped from the dreaded Foodcourtia. Once, she was swallowed by a green blob monster and made it puke her out. There were two ways out of a blob monster: make it puke, or when it goes to the bathroom- Rox interupted the thought.

She set the ship from cruise to hyper speed. The ship was slow, then it accelerated and started picking up speed. The ship was now going faster than the speed of light. The velocity made everything narrow and stretched out. Even the stars seemed to look stretchy. "Mir, brace yourself!" Rox yelled. Mir put on his seatbelt. They reached the solar system. Earth's solar system. The hull was heating up, almost on fire, due that it was very close to the sun. Rox started to turn to ship away from the blinding sun. A gray metal liquid fell on her face. The ship was melting!

"Hold on Mir! I'm about to plunge!"

"Hell yes!" Mir yelled.

The ship turned and spiraled downward. Mir started spinning around and yelling, as if he was in a rollercoaster ride. A blur planet appeared, a foggy mist surrounded it. To Rox, the view wasn't impressive. She saw planets biggger than Earth's pathetic sun. Soon, the hull was blazing with fire from all the pressure. The ship rumbled as it passed through Earth's atmosphere. Rox's PAK leg stretched out. It pressed random buttons. Suddenly, every alarm started ringing, each electronic voice sent out a warning:

"Brace for impact!"

"Engine 3456321 has minor damage!"

"Prepare for painful firey death!"

"Not on my watch." Rox muttered. The ship broke through the sky like a firey comet. The ship quickly entered Earth, first a planet. The space craft spiraled and crash landed in a pile of land. The whole city rumbled and smoke covered a whole neighborhood. Rox coughed and frantically looked around. She started hyperventilating when she saw her broken coffee machine under pounds of metal. Rox loves coffee pereferably black coffee with sugar. No cream. Rox thought that cream taints the taste of coffee. Rox sligthly wept and held her precuious coffee machine. "Why you? Why couldn't it be Mir?"

Mir growled, "Hey!"

Rox regained her usual athorative voice. "Mir, damage report!"

Mir scanned through the area. "Not good." he muttered. Rox dug through the molten metal and debris to find a a device that looks like a screw. She planted it on the ground. From under the earth, metallic tentacles began to arise, breaking through the hard clay and rocks. A metallic box began to form, it took a shape of a trailer complete with gaudy lawn accessories.

Rox smiled evilly, "Now, to find Zim."

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Monday, 4:00 AM, Dib's house.

Dib heard a loud fiery explosion. He didn't know exactly what it was. "No...It couldn't be.." he said. "It couldn't be Zim." He left the planet four years ago. He saw Zim's ship take off into space. For four years, Dib has been enjoying Zim's absence .There was no need for alien hunting, no need for cameras and Dib's were sealed away in his closet. Dib has grown up in the last few years, even a little taller and now is in Midle Skool. Yes, life has been tolearable, even fine...Until now..

He looked through his telescope. There was nothing. Empty streets..a guy walking his dog which is the size of a small bear.. street lamps. Dib sighed. Maybe he was paranoid. Maybe he has been suffering some post dramatic alien hunting syndrome... looked out through his telescope gain..Some lady walking...A pink and black trailer in which he never saw before..Wait! A trailer!?
"Zim!" Dib yelled,"Yes finally! I have proof! Prof!! Zim is here after all and I'll have proof..yess...proof..." Dib's eye twitched and laughed madly.

"Be quiet!" yelled a faint voice in the other room. It was Gaz, Dib's sister.

"No! You be quiet, Gaz!"

Dib realized what he just said and calmly locked the door. There was stomping noises. Gaz clawed her way through Dibs room. Her usually squinted eyes were widened with anger. She held a metal baseball bat in her right hand. Dib backed away slowly.
"Gaz... What are you doing...Put that baseball bat down... No! Stay away!!! Yagggghh!!!"