Invader Zim Goes to the movies!
By Lady Amy

Welcome, one and all, to this little piece of insanity that I like to call 'Invader Zim Goes to The Movies!' This is a humor fic, which is a first for me. It's also not a song fic, which is another first.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. The characters all belong to the wonderful and talented Jhohan Vasquez. I promise to return them in one piece and only slightly singed.
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Lady Amy: *sauntering into movie theater with large tub of popcorn* Well guys, here we are. Where do you want to sit?

*Zim and Dib are dragged in. Both are tied up, and both have duct-tape across their mouths.*

Zim/Dib: Mmmm muftph mmmmmmmm.....

Lady Amy: How about over there? *silence* Okay then, how about over there? *more silence* How 'bout right here? *again, silence* Yah, right here looks good.

*Lady Amy, Zim and Dib sit down, and Lady Amy unties Zim and Dib and removes their gags. Both start yelling obscenities at her*

Dib: You little ^&$*&! You told me that this was a Mysterious Mysteries convention!

Zim: You stinking little human earthworm! How dare you trick us into coming to this dark, torture chamber!

Dib: Oh look, is poor little Zimmy afraid of the dark?

Zim: No!

Dib: *snicker*

Lady Amy: Quiet, both of you! The previews are on!

Announcer Person: Coming soon, to a theater near you.

Spooky Voice: They're coming.

Dib: Who's coming?

Zim: No, what's coming. Who's going.

Dib: Who's going where?

Zim: Who's going to see this movie.

Lady Amy: SHUT UP! Both of you!

Spooky Voice: They're in your homes.

Dib: They're in my house? AHHHH!

Spooky Voice: They've taken over your television sets.

Gir: NOOOOOOOOOO!

Lady Amy: Where did he come from?

Spooky Voice: And soon, they will conquer Earth.

Zim: Hey, that's my job!

Dib: Not if I can help it.

Spooky Voice: They are...

Dib: Oh, the suspense is killing me.

Spooky Voice: The Munchkins!

Lady Amy: You gotta be kidding me.

Dib: *snicker* Are they friends of yours, Zim?

Zim: Grrrrrrrr...... That's it. *tackles Dib*

Lady Amy: You guys, knock it off!

Zim/Dib: Make us.

Lady Amy: Remember who the author is here? I'm omnipotent over this fic.

Spooky Voice: On o6/o6/o6, they're coming.

Dib: Who's coming?

Lady Amy: Don't start.

Zim: So what movie is this anyway?

Dib: 'Attack of the Killer Crab Puffs'.

Zim: How did you know that?

*on the screen, ten-foot tall letters flash 'Welcome to the movie,'Attack of the Killer Crab Puffs*

Dib: Take a wild guess.

Lady Amy: Quit it, the movie's starting.

Narrator: And so, an hour passes. Zim and Dib are tortured endlessly due to the authors inability to write a good-

Lady Amy: Ahem. *glares*

Narrator: And so, an hour passes. Zim and Dib sit by and watch the movie, enjoying themselves and thanking the author profusely for bringing-

Dib: What!

Zim: *pulls out ray gun of some sort* Try again.

Narrator: and so an hour passes. Zim and Dib just sit there, not really enjoying the movie much but acting like they do to please the author. Meanwhile, I go to find a new job working for some big telemarketing company.

Lady Amy/Zim/Dib: That's better.

Hero Guy: *on screen* Broomhilda, watch out!

Broomhilda: Oh no, it's the killer cheese puffs!

Hero Guy: .............

*studio guy walks up to Broomhilda and whispers in her ear*

Broomhilda: I mean, the killer crab puffs!

Zim: Dum Dum Da...

Dib: Zim, shut up. I'm trying to take a nap here.

Zim: *throws popcorn at Dib* Take that.

Dib: *throws popcorn at Zim* No, you take that.

Zim: Stupid human earth crawling worm baby.

Dib: Evil alien scumbag.

Zim: Authors pet.

Dib: That was low, you useless piece of green trash.

Zim: Grrrrr....

Gir: Yes master?

Zim: No, not you.

Dib: Second rate invader!

Zim: Am not!

Dib. No, you're right. You're more like fifth rate.

Zim: Why you little.....

*a large scale popcorn war ensues*

Zim: We settle this now, Dib! Mwahahahahaa!

Dib: You're going down, you Irken reject!

Lady Amy: SHUT UP!! BOTH OF YOU!

*silence, crickets can be heard chirping. Everyone in theater stares.*

Zim/Dib: *point at Lady Amy*

Lady Amy: Hehehehe.......Hi....

*big guy with muscles comes up and grabs Lady Amy*

Lady Amy: No! You can't do this to me! I'm the author darnit!

Zim/Dib: *Wave goodbye, and then do a short victory dance* Ding dong, the witch is gone. The wicked witch, the wicked witch....

Lady Amy: I'll get you for this! *big guy carries Lady Amy out of theater*

Zim: Should we be worried about that?

Dib: Nah, we have Nny on our side. That'll be enough to stop her.

Zim: Oh yah.

The End

Spooky Voice: Or is it?