Operation: Infiltrate and Retrieve, Part 1: Mrs. Bitters's Revenge
Authors Note: This is my first Zim fic so I'd like to ask for a certain amount of mercy when you read (and hopefully review) it. It's one of those wrote-it-around-1a.m. fics, that's kinda weird but funny. Or so I hope.
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim and I most likely never will, I do however own the plot (I'm not sure if it's ever been used before or not so you can argue with that if you want).
Mrs. Bitters left Skool with a cynical sense of accomplishment. It had been a very good day. She had given a surprise test on Physics and most of the class had failed. The fact that they were still on Space Exploration in science was just a technicality. The fact remained that it would have been a perfect day if not for two of her freakish little students, who had decided to pass with flying colors just to annoy her (she was certain that was there purpose). So when she saw the two little brats still on Skool grounds, playing with contraptions that were obviously electronic, and sense electronics of all kind were banned from Skool she decided to exact a little revenge.
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Dib had been up all night perfecting his latest masterpiece. He had developed a ray gun (usually ray guns were to cliché for him but in this case he had made an exception) that would paralyze Zim and leave him vulnerable to capture. Which is just what he'd do! He'd get his picture on the front of all the science magazines, and interviews on TV, maybe even a movie! Proving once and for all that he wasn't just an obsessive lunatic, he was an obsessive lunatic who was always right! Now to find Zim….
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Zim had been up all night working on his latest brilliant invention. He had developed a ray gun that would aid him in capturing that pesky human stink beast Dib. Then he would turn Dib over to the Tallest to be questioned for valuable information about earth's defenses. He would finally prove his perfection to the Tallest! Maybe they'd even hold a parade in his honor, just a small one, with only a little tickertape and about a thousand or so screaming fans… Now to find
Dib!
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"DIB!"
"ZIM!"
Totally consumed in their search the two rivals had bumped into each other. They recovered instantly, taking out their ray guns.
"Prepare to meet your doom human stink beast," hissed Zim.
"I wouldn't be so sure ZIM, the autopsy table is waiting," replied Dib calmly.
They matched each other glare for glare. Each one moving his finger toward the trigger of his weapon. When suddenly to icy cold, claw-like, hands grabbed each of them by their shirt collars.
"Hello boys," hissed Mrs. Bitters. Zim and Dib were to surprised to do anything but stare. "Electronics of all kinds are banned from Skool," she snapped, grabbing the ray guns and stuffing them into her bag. Turning to walk away she smiled to herself, she loved confiscating the beloved toys of her freakish little students.
"B-but you can't do that!" protested Zim breaking out of his stupor.
"It's after hours!" added Dib.
"What's your point," snarled Mrs. Bitters, turning on them suddenly with a venomous look on her face. Alien and human were cowed instantly. Cowering back a little Mrs. Bitters turned to leave, feeling quite content. She was satisfied that her revenge was complete, well maybe not so complete that she shouldn't issue another pop-quiz tomorrow, perhaps they'd find cell reproduction a little more challenging.
Mrs. Bitters's good mood was somewhat spoiled when she passed Gaz. The girl was making her way towards her stunned brother, pocket GameSlave in tow. The girl glared up at Mrs. Bitters, daring her to say a word about the GameSlave. Mrs. Bitters recoiled and hurriedly continued on her way, forced to content herself with the knowledge that in a few years Gaz Membrane would be in her clutches. All she had to do was put off retirement….
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"What's with you?" Gaz asked without looking up from her game, counting on the sound of her voice to bring the two boys out of their daze.
"Come on!" Yelled Dib snapping into action. He grabbed Gaz's arm, causing her to make a wrong move and sending the little space ship on the GameSlave screen to its doom.
"You'll pay for that," hissed Gaz. Had Dib been paying attention he probably would have found the look Gaz gave him a cause for alarm, but he was already to intent on coming up with a plan to pay any attention to her. He had to get that ray gun back; his future as a scientific revolutionary depended on it!
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Zim came out of his daze to see Dib dragging Gaz down the sidewalk in the direction of his house. His quickly summoned GIR and started off towards his own home. Already his "lightening quick" mind was thinking up a plan of action. He had to get the ray gun; his future as an invader depended on it!
Author's Note: Please review, I have an idea for part two but I'm waiting to see if part one goes over well. If you think the title is stupid then give me a suggestion as to what to change it to because I had no clue what to call this fic so I chose the first thing that came to mind.