A/N: After some thought, I thought I'd try this out. You know, the unfinished episodes and all, well, this one, where Dib gives up the paranormal and all caught my eye. And all, though, I haven't heard the audio or seen any visual (if any) I still want to try it out.

So... yeah. Here is the first chapter. Sorry for it's shortness, but it is late (timewise).

No relationships! Gah... no no no. I don't mind them, but I don't think I'll write any. Maybe a touch of friendship at the end, but it will probably just bounce back to enemies very quickly. :P

Enjoy.

Invader Zim (c) Jhonen Vasquez

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Chapter 1: Real Science

Dib sat at his desk in his room, watching a flashing computer monitor closely. Waiting, for any form of life to appear on the other side so he could record it and show it to the world.

Dib waited.

And waited.

And waited some more.

After countless minutes, and possibly hours, Dib finally sighed, pushing the massive amounts of cluttered paper and a bunch of other junk out of the way. Resting his arms on the desk, his head soon followed, and his eyes began to feel heavy as he watched the monitor.

There had been some movement, yes. But only of the little robot, GIR, running wildly back and forth through one part of the house to the other. Sometimes holding a pig, or moose in his hands, other times, wearing the green dog suit which Dib could not believe fooled anybody.

Dog's where not green. Nor did they stand up on two hind legs, or take or the garbage or bring in groceries.

But Dib didn't care about the robot. He tired to explain it to people before, but they shrugged it off, saying it was just a government experiment, or a toy, or some wacked up guy in a robot suit. And, although GIR's antics did make Dib laugh sometimes, Dib grew increasingly tired of just seeing the little robot.

"Where is Zim…" Dib mumbled to himself, "Where is he? What is he doing?" Sitting upright suddenly, and spinning around on his chair, he jumped off it, landing smoothly on the floor amongst the clutter of paranormal thingies. He kicked at one of them with his foot, "Zim's probably planning out his next evil plan."

"I hear you talking in there," A voice muttered from outside the hallway, "It's giving me a headache."

"Gaz," Dib breathed, thinking more about Zim than what his sister was doing. Suddenly, as though a light switched was turned on, Dib jumped to life, springing out his door and calling out his sister's name.

Gaz stopped walking and slowly turned around, the Game Slave 2 stuck firmly between her hands. "What Dib?"

"Zim! It's Zim! He's planning… planning out his next evil plan!" Dib exclaimed, his arms flailing madly around his head. "We gotta stop him! Actually… find out what he's doing first and then stop him!"

One of Gaz's eyes widened and she stared at her brother, "Dib… if I hear Zim's name come from your mouth one more time I will… I will…" Gaz paused talking, her fingers stopped moving rapidly over the buttons of her game. Small minor tone beeps came from the speakers and a resounding 'Game Over' was said. Both of Gaz's eyes widened and then narrowed at her brother, "This is your fault Dib! Your fault! I was so close, so close to the final boss…" She turned on her heel and continued to walk down the hallway, muttering low threats to her brother.

Dib cried out in frustration, "Somebody's got to believe me! Somebody…"

After standing in the hallway for a while, Dib sighed, his shoulders falling and he slouched forward. Turning around, he headed back to his room and walked amongst the paranormal tools and thingies on the floor. Sitting on his bed, his eyes drifted towards the monitor. The was static. Zim must have found the camera… again. That… or GIR just threw a pig or moose and caused it to break.

Sighing, Dib slid off his bed and started to do something he never thought he'd be doing… especially since Zim arrived on Earth. He started to gather up all his paranormal equipment and piled it in a neat-ish pile. Grabbing a few large garbage bags from the kitchen, he returned to his room, shoving everything inside. Once the garbage bags where full to the point of splitting, he pushed everything under his bed and left the room.

"I'll just give everything up," Dib mused silently to himself, heading towards the basement of the house, "Let the paranormal be just the past. Just a part of my life where I maybe was… crazy. Forget about Bigfoot, Chupacabra… Zim."

Dib paused outside of the door to the basement, resting his hand on the knob. Twisting it, a glowing blue light met his eyes, and he slowly descended into the basement, to the sounds of sparks and other high tech sciency things.

"Dad," Dib said, as he reached the bottom.

A man in a long, white science lab coat spun around quickly, looking at Dib through his goggled eyes, "Yes, son?"

"I'm going to… I want to…" Dib bit at his lip before straightening up and pushing everything he's known aside, "I am going to forget about the paranormal science, and embrace actual science!"

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