I glared behind my video game and thought angrily to myself how I could be related to such a loser. My stupid brother was off chasing Zim again.
I honestly don't blame him though, after all Zim's green. I like the color green. And black. And purple. But especially black. His eyes are purple too, like my tights. And my hair.
The one thing he has against him is that he's an idiot. A clever idiot. No, an idiot who would excel only at running a cheese factory. An exploding cheese factory.
This story starts one day after school, right when we were walking out the doors. Sweet freedom. Oh joy. I was playing my Game Slave 2, on level fifty nine of Vampire Piggy Slayer, when Zim marches up to Dib.
"I shall rule the world rather soon you filthy pig-dirt-monkey!" He shouted.
"Not on my watch you-"
"You used that banter line last week." I interrupted him. What use is a hero-a stupid hero-if he doesn't have good banter?
"Oh. Well then…hm, ah yes! Never space scum!"
(insert face palm here)
"Ha! You're loony threats are no match for ZIM! I shall rule!"
"Please," I sneered. "I have a better chance of taking over the world then you do." I mocked him aimlessly.
"Oh really? With what technology?" He snapped back.
I looked down at my watch, hitting the pause button on my game console, and rapidly clicked a pattern into the keys. Then GIR appeared before us in a dog suit. A hologram, really.
"Zim's evil robot dog thingy!" Dib gaped. "How'd you get him from his house?"
Zim then stuck his hand through the dog's nose and scoffed at my Daylight Imaging program. Scoff all you want Zim, I thought, I'll show you soon what I can do.
"So you take on the challenge of being an invader?" He yelled once more. I shrugged.
"I guess so." I reached out my hand for him to shake on agreement.
"Gladly." He replied sinisterly, returning the shake.
Then I knew that this was going to be the start of a beautiful relationship.