Prologue
Someone had to make this! I got the idea when I was talking with a Fanfiction friend the other night and the idea might be crazy, but I think I did pretty well.
Flippy ran through the cold, icy storm, hiding his nose in his sleeves. Rain was pouring down hard, and he knew that if he didn't take cover soon, thunder would come. And that wouldn't be good for anybody. No matter how much he covered his ears, he always heard the noises of war. It wasn't his fault, after all, all he wanted was to be a happy tree friend.
But no, his problem had driven him out of his cozy house and the town he'd lived in his whole life. His only friend now was the split-personality he had, and he couldn't gaurantee that he'd be able to control himself. He'd never noticed until now that he'd been killing almost everyone he knew all the time. He didn't mean to... Of course. For the first time, he wasn't so happy anymore.
Why did this have to happen to him? He wished he could remember going through his "Flip-Outs" All that was left was the blood-stained fur left on his hands, and a feeling inside that he'd done it. He'd worked his way through almost all of them. What had he gotten himself into?
In the distance, he saw lightning, and he covered his ears, hoping he wouldn't hear the overwheleming thunder after it.
"Hey! Look! The green kids got no phone!"
"Eh?" Zim looked over to some kids who were sitting across the table. He wasn't in the mood for thinking of ways to reign some doom apon anybody today. He felt depressed. The Tallest had'nt called him for months, and they wouldn't answer his calls.
"Usually people have phones by age 13!" A giant smelly kid yelled.
"The Almighty Zim is to superior to have the likes of a stupid Earth phyone!"
He stood up and walked out of the room, and eventually outside to where it was raining.
He could end his life now, in the filthy Earth rain. All he needed to do was step just one more step-
"What are YOU doing out here Zim?" Zim turned around, his eyes lowering as he saw Dib come outside with him.
"I am admiring the filthy Earth rain DIB." He cocked his head, and Zims contact pupils got bigger as he got angrier.
"Go away hyooman!" He pushed Dib back in the doors, and used an Irken laser to lock it so he couldn't get back in.
He looked at the disgusting drops that fell from the roof above him and shivered. His PAK was supposed to keep his tempurature normal.
He sat down on the first step and put his head in his arms.
He thought that this mission was a way to prove himself... But all he was doing was messing up like always. Even HE knew that.
He put up his head, looking around. Nobody was there so he took off his contacts and rubbed his eyes of a tear. What if he kept his eyes on the prize? He never could stay focused that long. Why couldn't the Tallest just have gotten rid of him for good instead of sending him here to this ball of dirt.
He looked up to see lightning, and covered his head. He wanted peace, he didn't want to hear the thunder.
Flippy woke up, he was face down in a pile on junk. He got up and wiped his face off. But, he tasted something... Something that was familiar... He rubbed his paws over his lips and stared at his hands.
Tears streamed to the green bears eyes as what he saw didn't shock him much.
Red red blood trickled from his nose and onto the ground. Looking around, he saw a bunch of blue fur matted on a nearby tree. A knife lye right next to him. When he looked at it he found himself thinking about the war. His eyes flashed and his teeth sharpened... There were so many possibilities with this knife. He should go to the next town and-
Shocked beyond belief he fell back and threw the knife as far away as possible. He cried with his little Happy Tree Friends voice and yelped. He had to get away from here. Far far far away. Anywhere where he wouldn't hurt anybody else. He fought for good, not evil.
Or did he?
I hope you like it! This is my first crossover ever so It's gonna be hard to figure out how to get them together... Oh well! review please! I love the reviews!