Hello new world... *shy* Im TheWhyteRabbyt. This is my first published fanfic. I've read and researched a lot, and now want to bring my work to you. I do my best to check grammar, spelling, and relation to canon. I mean no offense, and I try not to make mistakes. I really hope you enjoy my story.
Prologue
I pressed the flats of my feet against the robot's arm to keep it at bay. It leaned in farther, threatening to crush me, despite the strength of my legs. I braced myself against the dirty stone wall and started to reflect on how this all came to be; why I was on a foreign, desert planet in what seemed to be a post-apocalyptic rendition of New York City dropped in the middle of the Sahara, complete with the sunset lighting.
I decided to blame Zim, since he started it all by being sent to stupid Earth. If only he had just been a good Invader, or even competent. Then, he would've stayed with the Irken Armada, and we would've never met.
We would have never fallen in love.
Chapter 1
It just wasn't fair.
I wanted her, but she didn't want me back. It made sense; I was hideously ugly compared to these human earth-monkeys! My green skin, in comparison to their disgusting whiteness…. White, what a boring color….
I digress: the point is, the human worm-baby didn't like me the way I liked her, and as any of you other foolish humans would understand, that makes the grotesque existence of pathetic high school… well, miserable. That purple-haired demon has penetrated every fiber of my amazing existence! She even traverses my misty and delicious mind-films which humans call dreams. I have often come close to telling her how I feel, but every time I start to, I realize she has her…delightful…nose buried in one of her pathetic entertainment machines! She's always pressing buttons and making little beep, beep noises. Oh, how I hate those foolish machines!
Of course, I have her ridiculously big-headed brother to speak to about the whole affair. I won him over simply by giving him the blueprints to the Massive (curse those backstabbing, tallest enemies of Zim!). How pathetically easy he is to please. As easy as a piece of Meekrobian floistcake melts during a Venusian lunar cycle. He and I have been… friends… ever since. In the end, that pitiful human needs me too. He loves that horribly cruel, albeit intelligent, Tak. He has since elementary school. He awaits her return, like most wet-eyed females of human soap operas await their supposedly-alive-yet-stated-dead mates. Odd, I wonder if he exhibits any other female tendencies….
He and I often discuss our romantic maladies. Why the females we desire don't desire us. Who wouldn't? I, the almighty and all-attractive Zim? And he, the big-headed yet intelligent but easy-to-control Dib-beast? Why, on any other puny planet, we would be worshipped as gods for our greatness! Yet here, on this pathetic hunk of rock in the far reaches of unforgiving space, we rot out our existences, beating our chests with the desire of our loves.
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim.