My first IZ fanfic! I'm using an OC, so you might want to look under Zim/Dib. Quickie: I do NOT do yaoi. It creeps me out a little. But I'm no homophobe! Oh, and I NO OWN ZIM!

Chapter 1

*Charlottes POV*

I walked up Pinapple Hill on my way to Skool. Jodi and Mike decided we should move to get away from my old town. Las Vegas, City of gambling. Oh how I missed Vegas. And not to mention friends. Janelle, Vera, Gordon, And Fura. We were the oddballs, the freaks, the "I LIKE PANCAKE JUICE!" kids. Jodi thought it was bad for me there, I think Jodi should let me do whatever I want. She thinks its bad that I "Kiled my mother in cold blood." But It wasn't cold blood. It was self defence.

God how I hate that wicked scum-woman. She took away my Game Slave and Johnny the Homicidal Maniac books. She said they were to "violent" I'd like to show HER violence. I passed a green dog tied to a tree. Was it eating a…Fish Taco? 'This town is so weird!' I thought. I walked up to the door of the house. I looked like it had been thrown together in a junkyard. "Umm..Hello? Is anyone home?" I asked as I knocked. I swore those garden gnomes were watching me. Suddenly, a giant pink laser shot out of the gnomes eyes. All those years of gymnastics and karate had paid off. Only my foot was burnt form that idiotic laser. Oh well. I hated that stupid pink sneaker anyways. But my foot stung. I left those stupid gnomes and the odd house and limped up the street. I heard a doctor lived up the road. Dr. Braincell or something.

*Dibs POV*

I ran outside to do my morning watch on Zims house when I saw her. She had short black hair, a bright orange frown shirt, one pink sneaker, the other charred to bits, and a neon blue backpack. Her outfit burnt my eyes, until I realized. She was coming from ZIMS house's direction. And her foot was burnt, I could tell it was a laser burn. I've had WAY to many of those. But wait, Zims house was four blocks down, and she didn't look like she'd hadn't shed a tear, 'Must be tough' I thought. She collapsed on the neighbors lawn, clutching her foot.

I grabbed the nearest the nearest thing with wheels and pushed it over to her. "Are you ok?" I asked. She nodded her head yes and army crawled towards the Skool. I stepped in front of her and held out a hand. She reluctantly took it. "Withers. Charlotte Withers." She said with a mock serious voice. "Dib Membrane." I looked at the wheeled object I had grabbed, A box carrier. I suppose that could work. "Here, get on this. I'll take you inside and treat that burn." She-Charlotte, clung onto the box carrier and sat. I pushed her into the living room and helped her on the couch. "DIB! You ate all the cereal!" Gaz yelled. I rolled my eyes. I went and got a washcloth, some ice, and a little burn cream for Charlottes foot.

"So, Charlotte right?" She nodded, "How did you get this burn? Its pretty nasty." She sighed, "I was walking to Skool and saw this dog eating what appeared to have been a rotting fish taco, As a former pet owner, I was concerned. So I walked up to this crudely made house and knocked on the door. Nobody answered so I turned to leave, and this weird gnome thing shot me in the foot. Then I ended up here. The owner of that house is human pig-stink." She said and smiled. I dropped the washcloth I was using to clean the burn when she said that insult. "W-what did you just say?" "I SAID 'The owner of that hose is human pig-stink'" I gulped. She couldn't be Irken! She wasn't green! But of course. Neither was Tak.. .

I quickly changed the subject "So Charlotte, where are you from?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't say Irk. "Me? Oh I'm for Las Vegas. My guardians wanted to move here. Mostly Jodi. Oh how I hate that She-devil earth scum!" There she went with the Zim-like insults! "What are your hobbies?" She asked, "I would tell you, but then you would say I was crazy." Charlotte smiled. "Try me." I sighed. "I am a paranormal investigator. Go ahead, laugh." She sat right up. "A Paranormal Investigator? Like the ones on T.V? AWESOME!" I was shocked. "You DON'T think I'm insane? That's a first." She smiled again. "All geniuses have to have some insanity, so if people say your crazy, say thank you. Its technically a compliment!" I could tell this was the start of a beautiful friendship.