A/N:
So I originally wrote this story four years ago on the Invader Zim blog on . I then posted it here in script format and wow was it crap. I mean, I still liked the story and the dialogue so I just rewrote the entire thing. My documents of the original story on my laptop got destroyed after my laptop crashed. Good thing I was willing to post it on or I wouldn't have been able to fix it up and repost it here. My main inspiration to write this story years ago was because I wasn't a fan of Zim being shipped with anyone because from my nerdy, obsessive research on this show I learned Irkens don't fall in love. They don't need to since they don't reproduce themselves and machines do it for them. Reminds me how strange this show is. Then I came to the question, what if an Irken did fall in love with someone? And in the Valentines Day episode we see Dib longs companionship, just someone to talk to who understands him and doesn't think hes crazy. History repeats itself. I for one normally dislike OCs in my story, but I couldn't do it without her, so please just bare with me. Its good, I promise.
MIZ is a small Irken Invader who looks quite similar to Invader Tak. Many invaders often mistaken her for Tak or comment how she looks just like her, except for the fact that she doesn't have the hypnotizer attached to her forehead. She dresses in a purple and black Irken shirt, with her purple, black-spotted pack attached to her spine, and buckled black boots. Her skin tone was a light, sea green, and her antennae are squared into a spiral. She was gorgeous and fearsome to the Irkens, and she was determined to be the best invader in her own way. She never wanted to be anybody else, she loved who she was. No invader she knew hated themselves, it was un-Irken to. Irkens were also known for being incapable to love another Irken. They could love objects, but not another bodied soul. She could like, but never love. They weren't programmed to. Love got in the way of conquering, and how are you supposed to be a grand, fearsome conqueror if you have love pushing you to be soft and tender? But that puts into question: is it ever possible for them to love another species? The main point of taking away the capability of love is so they wouldn't fall for other species; it gets in the way of conquering their planet. Also, because Irkens were able to create their own species in incubators, reproduction with another was not necessary. But what if an Irken did fall in love with someone? Or worse, a being from a different species?
The radar started to make a low dinging as a small green dot blinked on the screen. The blinking began to pick up pace as Miz lowered her ship into the atmosphere of the planet known as "Earth." As she descended among the clouds she spotted her target: a tall green and pink house. She landed in the lawn and switched her vehicle to become invisible to keep it hidden.
She stepped out onto the Earthen grounds and adjusted herself to the gravity. She proudly walked up to Zim's door. She raised her hand to the door but hesitated. It had been so long since she had seen him, longer since she had communicated with him. She heaveed a sigh and opened the door. She flung it open aggressively to make an entrance only to see Gir and Zim sitting on the couch watching Angry Monkey on their TV.
"I am back now, fall to the ground and praise me for I am the way better invader you will never be!" She pronounced in her small, but powerful voice.
Zim carelessly looked over at Miz, then back to his program. "Oh look, Miz's here."
Seeing he had little reaction to her being there after all these years, she attempted to engage in a fun combat, "It is superior who the better Invader is, huh? Huh? Huh? Don't you see? Huh? Huh?" She glared at him proudly with a. wicked grin that soon fell from her face when she noticed he gave no reaction. "Well. . . I just came from destroying Planet Ookbiz, and Planet Stupid Pie-"
Zim raised an eyebrow at her, "Planet Stupid Pie? What kind of planet is that?"
Gir jumped up from his seat, "I like pie. You better not be no pie hater! I'm going to go make me a pie now!"
"No, Gir! No pie!" Zim snapped.
"Awwwwww." Gir moaned.
Miz dismissed the defective SIR's comment, "Well, if you must know! It's a place with a very intelligent, intellectual, of course not as smart as the Irken race but smarter than you, race used to habitat. They are seahorses riding tiny cowboy-things off into the hot deserted grounds. They were all going to be conquered anyway! I have no idea that they would be so intelligent. You know, they can-"
Zim interrupted, "Blah, blah, blah! All you do is bore me! Do something that amazes me!" He stood up smiling maliciously up at her.
She stared at him, angered by his rude interruption, "Fine, I'll just leave and take my snacks with me!"
"WAIT!" Zim screeched, "You have convinced me to let you stay. Now bow down to Zim or feel my-" he was clenching his fist trying to threaten Miz into knowing who was dominant here when a question struck him. "Hey why did you come here anyway?"
"To visit you," she smiled, "Also I was bored. And the tallest said they had sent you here and told me you had not yet conquered it, so I thought I would drop by and help you. You know, you're not a real Invader. The Tallest said-"
Zim jumped in exaggeration, "Help me?! YOU DARE HELP ZIM?! I am already working on a plan to destroy those FILTHY, DISGUSTING EARTHENS!" He clenched his curved teeth together.
She glared back at him, crossing her arms across her chest, and motioned with her hand, "Ok, let's hear this 'plan' then."
"Fine! Ok, so-"
Zim was cut-off when Dib hopped down from the ceiling. "Ha! I knew I'd catch you Zim! And I got you on video with you and your little alien friend, too! Ahahhahahahhahahahhahahah!"
"Dib! Wha-! Gir! Get in here! We have an intruder!" Zim yelled enraged.
Gir walked in from kitchen with pie in hand, "I made a pie!" Gir looks to his left to see Dib standing there, camera in hand. He motions the pie toward Dib. "You want some?"
Dib looked from the pie to Gir. "Um, no thanks. I'm good."
Zim yelled to Gir, getting fed up with the pie exchange, "Hurry, Gir! Steal the big, headed Earth scum's camera!" He pointed to the device in Dib's hand, hoping Gir would understand his command.
"Okay!" Gir yelped in response, whilst waving his arm high in the air. He then turned to Dib, eyes glowing red. He charged at Dib, who wasn't able to escape in time, knocking him over. He pried the camera from his minuscule hands, and ran off to Zim's side.
Dib reached after Gir, but fell forward to the carpeted flooring. "Wait, no! My camera! Not like last time! That thing was expensive!"
"Lookie me! I'm recording myself! Hi pie!" Gir had the camera lense pointed at his face, but turned the camera to Zim, then Dib. "Look, there's my master, and there's Dib! Say hi!"
Dib frowned in disappointment, "Hi. Well, I guess I expected this. I'm gonna go home now and plan a way to catch you out of your disguise, Zim. Go Dib!" He finished his sentence with pride and ran out of the house toward his home.
Miz stared at the door from which the human boy just bolted out of. Without taking her eyes off that door she asked Zim in confusion, "Who was that exactly?"
Zim crossed his arms and turned away from the door. "Oh that's just the Dib-monkey. He's just a stupid earthen who keeps trying to interfere with my plans to take over this useless planet!"
Miz turned to Zim and raised her brow, "Then why haven't you rid of him yet?"
Zim turned to face her and clenched his fists at his side, "Because it's not that simple, Miz!" he shouted in irritation. "If you think you're so good, then why don't you try getting rid of him next time?"
Miz walked past him, head high in pride, "Fine, I will. And when I do you have to let me take part in conquering this place."
Zim kicked the ground in defeat, "Errrr fine! Not like YOU are capable of killing him, anyway!"
Miz laughed, "Ha! Won't be a problem for me."
Zim waved her off, "Whatever! Since I guess you will be staying here you will need a room to stay in."
"Can't I just stay in your ro-"
"NO! No one can stay in my room. NO ONE!"
Zim lead her down through the toilet elevator into his base. "COMPUTER! Create a room for our guest!"
"Can't she just stay in your room so I don't have to do extra work?" The computer replied.
Zim got irritated, "NO! Separate room! Now, Computer!"
"Fine," sighed his computer. The ground shifted and rumbled as the technology of his home created a new room to the odd looking building.
Zim uncrossed his arms and gestured for her to follow him as he led her to the newly constructed room. "There. Your own room. Happy?" The room was plain and the walls a mint green. In the center laid a bed.
Miz spoke up as she stood next to him, "You didn't have to-"
"SILENCE!" Zim interrupted. "Just get settled in and come up stairs with those snacks you said you brought." He quickly turned to walk out of the empty room.
Miz waltzed around her room. It was small, and there wasn't anything to look at. She didn't have anything to pack, invaders don't really need anything. They usually just wear the clothes on their backs and bring whatever else in their packs. She leaped onto the bed and laid there for a minute thinking. 'I can't believe I visited that bozo.' She smiled to herself and broke into a small laughter. 'It's better than being around all that conquering stuff. I could use a good, long vacation.' She sighed to herself happily as she continued to lay there a second longer. "Well," she said aloud to herself, "better get Zim those snacks."
She made her way back up to the kitchen where she found Zim sitting at the table reading the newspaper. She opened her pack and grabbed a handful of snacks and placed them upon the table for Zim. "There."
Zim looked up and she saw a gleam in his eyes as he unwrapped the snacks and munched away as he continued to read the paper.
Miz felt a bit out of place and attempted to make small talk. "So, uh, whatcha reading there, friend?"
Zim looked up, "Oh, just the earthlings' daily news. I like to read up on what things go wrong on this planet."
"Right... Well, since you're busy I'm going to go out there for a stroll and go explore the town."
"Um, you can't just stroll on out there, Miz! You need a disguise or you'll blow our cover!"
"Fine, then set me up with one."
"Well I'm sorry to say I don't have the technology Tak has to create a hologramic disguise, but my disguise works just as good! These humans are so stupid they'll believe anything you tell them. Computer! Take me to the Voot Cruiser!"
They were directed to the Voot Cruiser and Zim set it into the disguise machine. He placed Miz in the center and the tube slammed down on her and placed a brown wig on her head and purple contacts into her eyes. The tube lifted revealing a green girl with straight brown hair and plum purple eyes that twinkled in the setting sun. Zim eyed her new appearance.
"How do I look? Human?" She inquired.
"Yep! Human, human, human! But it's getting late so you'll have to do your 'exploring' tomorrow. We have to eat then get some rest for another day of scheming." Zim started waking off, gesturing for her to follow in suit. She couldn't take her eyes off the red hue in the sky as the sun went behind the earth. It was dazzling to her, she never experienced that sight before. She stood out a little while longer to watch the sun disappear, and once it vanished she turned to go back inside.
Miz met Zim at the kitchen table. "That sunset is gorgeous! You never told me about that!"
"Mmm, I guess so, I never really bother with the things that occurr on this forsaken planet."
Zim and Miz ate some waffles for dinner, encouraged by Gir who cooked the meal for all of them. Miz said her good nights to Zim and Gir and trotted off to her bed and slipped under the covers. It took her a while but she eventually fell into a soft slumber.
Miz woke up peacefully, the house quiet. She went up to the top floor to see Zim working on a device on the kitchen table. She eyed him curiously, "what are you doing?"
"Oh, just working on a new device to keep Dob out of my house for good!" He replied, not even looking up.
"Okay then, well I'm going out."
"Don't forget to put on your disguise. They may be stupid, but let's not take any chances."
"Zim," she laughed expecting him to know better. "I'm Invader Miz. I think I know what I'm doing."
She put on her wig and inserted her contacts. She looked up at Zim once more before slipping through the doorway. She started making her way down the street when she collided into a figure, causing her to fall to the ground. "Ouch." She rubbed her head, then opened her eyes to find a Dib rubbing his head next to her.
"Heyyyy! You're the kid who tried to capture Zim on video last night!" She said to him.
Dib looked up at her, "Oh yeah! You're his little friend! Hey I never got your name!"
"Oh, it's Miz." She said extending her hand. Zim had taught her that's what humans do when introducing themselves.
He grabbed her hand and shook it, "hey, that's like Zim backwards-"
"I know." She interrupted. "So what are you doing? Planning on exposing Zim again? Man, you need to get a new hobby, kid." She laughed.
"Ha ha ha, laugh all you want. But once I DO expose Zim I'll gain fame and riches off of his discovery and live in luxury! Then you'll be the one laughing!"
"Why would I be laughing?" She inquired.
"Because...you'll be laughing at yourself for being so wrong!"
"Yeah, I'm sure that's what will be happening."
"Anyway, what are you doing here? Did Zim actually call for help on conquering this planet?"
"Yeah...no. I just came to visit an old friend. Anyway, I came out here to explore this ball of dirt. Since your native here, want to be my tour guide?"
"You're not planning anything evil, right?" He eyed her suspiciously.
Miz gave him a blank look, "I could care less about this place."
Dib reluctantly agreed and lead her all around town showing her the few things that town had to show. By the end of the day he led her right back to Zim's house to drop her off for the night. "You know," Miz said, turning to Dib, "you're not as bad as Zim says you are. You're pretty okay." She said punching his shoulder.
He chuckled, "Well you're pretty okay yourself, Miz."
They said their goodbyes and departed their ways. Miz ran into the house and noticed Zim still in the same place as when she left him. "You know," she told Zim, "Dib's not as bad as you make him seem."
"What?!" He said, glancing up, "you mean to tell me you were hanging out with the Dib-monkey this whole time?!"
"I ran into him!"
"You shouldn't be getting cozy with this inferior race. They won't be around much longer."
"Yeah, with you here to 'conquer it' I'm sure it will be."
"I'm working on it!"
"Sure, whatever. Hey, I'm going to beat it, see yeah tomorrow."
"Fine. Sure. Do whatever. I don't care."
Miz hopped onto the toilet and flushed herself down the pipe to her room. She slumped into her bed and had an unusual dream. She dreamed of Dib, and holding hands with Dib as they walked around town together. She felt very happy, a new kind of happy she never felt before. Holding Dib's hand made her heart skip a beat. She didn't understand this feeling, but she liked it. She liked it a lot.
A/N
I think its off to a great start. Uh oh, Miz has been hanging out with Zim's mortal enemy. She even dreamed about the child. This can't be good for Zim. For Dib? Maybe he will finally get that attention he's been waiting for. I just realized how short all my chapters are. Oh well, short story.