Zim paced down the streets, the smell of humans hung in the air."Auuughh..." Zim moaned to gir "Three weeks and not yet a single plan for world domination. I'm begining to think that perhaps I need... Help" zim strained at the thought.He aproached the dinasty looking human home, smiling a toothy grin, showing his fang like irken chompers. He approached, and let loose four solid bangs on the door, waiting. The door was answerd by invader tok, taks blue eyed sister. "what is it that you want zim?" she hissed in a low growl. "I wish for..." he attempted to ask for help. "h-ee-ll-ppppp..." he struggled. "I've been working like a blork, but I have come up with no means of killing the humans!" he screeched.She glared, but with a bored expression. She slammed the door, not quite angrily, but zim put his foot in the door to stop it."pu--pl--eeeeaaa-aassss..." zim strained. He had a hard time even talking to an irken reject... she opened the door, and he walked inside, instantly noticing a cabinet. he walked up and peered inside the many folders that it held. "whats this?" zim asked, who now had his disguise off, and had his antenna twitching curiously. "that is my cabinet full of evil plots." she said proudly. "eh? I thought you weren't a good invader..." zim questioned. "THE ONLY REASON THEY SENT ME TO THIS POOP BALL, IS BEACUES I ALMOST KILLED THE TALLESTS NEICE!!" she screamed, naking his antenna lower.Her red face slowly turning back to her baje face of her disguise. She took of her human skin suit, and eyelid covers, and wig, placing hem on the couch as zim had. Her curled antenna perked and twitched, cathcing zims atention once more."can i read them?" zim asked, but did not wait for a response, he simply began to read them."No!"She yelled "Leave!" With that zim put his disguise back on, and left, but only after leaving a spy bug in her files. He returned to his make-shift home, eager to have his spy bug working. in less then a minute, he had his spy bug camrea reading the notes, in hiss irken script. he saw a file that said "how to deal with you'r enemy" in blod capital irken script. "Dib..." zim growled, commanding his spy bug to read it "using them as a pet?" zim read aloud in cunfusion. he peered at the page, that read...YOU'R ENEMY MAY NOT GET THE PUNISHMENT HE/SHE DESERVES JUST BY STAYING ON THE PLANET TO BE MADE A SLAVE, OR PERISHING IN A DEATH. CAPTURE THEM, AND MAKE THEM A PRISONER. PERHAPS WATCH THEIR MISSERY, FEED THEM AT ODD INTERVALS, AND MAKE SURE THAT THEIR IS LITTLE TO NO LIGHT. KEEP THEM IN A SMALL CAGE. MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE DEAD, BUT DON'T KILL THEM. MAKE THEM SUFFER, FOR EVER PICKING A FIGHT WITH YOU. PERFORM OPERATIONS ON THEM FOR NO REASON, AND FEED THEM DISGUSTIING FOOD. SCARE THEM AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. PERHAPS KILL ONE OF THEIR OWN SPECIES IN FRONT OF THEM. mAKE THEM CRY. MAKE THEM HURT. Zim sneered. "Wow... No wonder she is good at attracting mates. with a sadistic mind like this, it makes sense."But how should I capture the dib worm?" Zim pondered. "Stuff him in a sack!!" gir yelled. Zim gave a sigh of aggervation as gir cried out the names of earth foods.