A/N: For all of you who don't know, I personally love the show, Invader Zim. It's been my favorite ever since I was a little kid. Since I had recently got back into it, I wrote this. It was originally put on my deviantArt and thanks to good reviews, I put it here.
This is rated T for mild language and ZADR (Zim and Dib Romance). Enjoy! :3
Chapter 1
"GIR! Where is my wig?"
Zim stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room. He was going to be late for Skool if this charade kept going. Once, he entered the living room, he stopped and quirked a non-existing eyebrow. There was GIR, sitting on the couch with his dog disguise next to him, watching television. He was wearing the wig on his head while watching the television intently. GIR turned his head toward Zim, looking at him for a moment before furiously waving. "HIIIIIII MASTERRR!"
"What are you watching?"
"The Scary Monkey Show!"
Zim turned toward the television. Sure enough, there was that picture of the incredibly creepy monkey staring right back at him. Zim narrowed his eyes. "That monkey..." he hissed. Growling, he turned back to GIR. "GIR, we have discussed this; you do NOT steal the disguise of the mighty Zim! Without my disguise, the mission is ruined!" He reached out a hand to snatch the hair piece.
GIR shrieked and held his arms over his head, jumping to the side of the couch farthest from the alien. Zim sighed and walked over to the other side of the couch with ease.
"GIR, give me back the wig."
"I DUN' WANNA!"
"GIR, give me back the wig."
"Okay!" GIR smiled, taking the black wig off his head and handing it to Zim. Zim sighed again and snatched it out of the robot's hands, carefully placing it on his head. His PAK sent out a mechanical arm, holding his contact case. Opening it, Zim took out his contacts and gently placed them in each of his eyes, returning the arm back in the PAK. Without a single word, he walked toward the television and switched it off, despite GIR's shrieks of protest. "I'm off to Skool. I expect this place to be this way when I come back," he mumbled, opening the door and peering over his shoulder. GIR hopped off the couch, going into Duty Mode. His eyes as well as his other blue features shined red as he saluted Zim. "Yes, sir!" Zim blinked and narrowed his eyes. "Don't break anything," he said, and with that, he walked out the door, slamming it behind him.
"Bye-bye, Master! Bye-bye! Bye-bye!" GIR switched out of Duty Mode and waved to Zim from the window until he was out of sight. GIR sat down on the couch and remained silent. His legs twitched ever so often, but other than that, he was motionless.
Finally, he jumped up. "I'M GOING TO GO MAKE WAFFLES NOW!" He bolted into the kitchen, ripping off the door to the refrigerator, tossing it to the side, and grabbing the bag of his favorite waffle batter. He looked at it, tears forming in his eyes. "I love you..." he whispered, hugging the bag tightly.
Zim walked down the street, well aware that something was already broken in his base. He didn't care what the Almighty Tallest thought, there was definitely something wrong with his side-kick. His thoughts flooded back to when he first met GIR and what Almighty Tallest-Purple had told him.
"It's not stupid, it's advanced!"
Advanced his ass.
Still, the Almighty Tallest had given him this proud mission to destroy mankind. Maybe the malfunctioning SIR unit was supposed to test Zim's patience and how well he stayed committed to his mission? Zim didn't have an answer.
Snapping back to reality, Zim came to a fork in the road. He looked down both ways. The one on the right would take him right to Skool, while the one on the left would take him past his mortal enemy, Dib's, house. Either one led him to Skool although the one on the left was longer. Zim pulled a watch out of his PAK.
8:27 AM.
Skool started at 9:00.
Grinning evilly, Zim picked up a large rock, sent out his mechanical limbs and started walking down Dib's road with them. He had plenty of time to have some fun. Pulling a lazer out of his PAK, he started burning holes into the rock as though it had craters and rounded the edges, laughing maniacally to himself while doing so. Just when he deemed the now disguised rock as acceptable, he came to Professor Membrane's house.
Zim stretched out his robotic legs, trying to get a good view into the windows. "Come on, where's his room...?" he muttered to himself.
"What are you doing?"
The alien looked down and immediately regretted doing so. Standing below him was Dib's younger sister, Gaz. She was wearing her signature black attire and skull necklace along her Game Slave 2 in her pocket and a piece of pizza in her hand. Her cubic, purple hair stood in it's usually position, spiking towards her eyes. She lifted an eyebrow at Zim's surprised face. Zim had a deep fear of Gaz; she was truly sinister and Zim did not want to get in her way. She would make a brilliant accomplice if she wasn't a HYU-man, he thought. Silently, he lowered himself down until his actual feet were on the ground.
"Good morning, Dib's scary sister!" he waved to her. "I was wondering if you would be so kind to tell Zim which one of these windows opens to Dib-thing's room."
Gaz took a bite of pizza, eyeing the rock in Zim's hands. "Do you plan on throwing that at him?"
"Yes."
"Would it be enough to kill him?"
"Most likely."
"Over there," she answered almost immediately, pointing to the window farthest from Zim's location. Zim nodded and once again rose high above the sinister child and walked over to Dib's window. Sure enough, Zim spotted Dib inside of his room. Luckily, he had his back turned to the window, giving Zim a good view of the back of his large head.
Trying to keep himself from laughing, he took a few steps away from the window, pulled out a large slingshot, and placed the rock inside. Using one of his robotic limbs, he pulled it back about seven feet, calculating his trajectory and taking aim at his head. Fortunately for the Invader, he had a large target.
"Five..." Zim whispered to himself, "four...three...two..."
"One."
Quickly ducking his head and letting go of the slingshot, the rock shot forward, barely brushing Zim's wig. The rock collided with Dib's head, knocking off the bed and sending him flying across the room. "Oomf!" Dib hit the opposite wall, sliding down onto the floor, the rock bouncing away from him. He groaned and clutched his throbbing head.
Zim held his breath, running away from the window. As soon as he was on the sidewalk once again, he let out a large, evil laugh. "SUCCESS!" he screamed to the sky as he ran down the sidewalk on his mechanical limbs.
Dib curled into a ball on his floor, still clutching his head tightly. He squeezed his eyes shut to keep the tears from coming out, even though a few managed to escape down his cheeks and onto the floor. The pain on the back of his head stung like a bitch and he didn't know how to make it stop. Opening his eyes, he realized that he had lost his glasses. Removing one hand disdainfully from his head, he felt around on the floor until he connected with the cold, metal rim of his frames. Adjusting them on his nose, he blinked and looked around his room.
His eyes fell on a large, oddly-shaped rock on his floor. Crawling over, one hand still on his throbbing head, he looked at the rock. It looked like a meteorite, but Dib knew that the chances were slim that a meteorite would hit him and he would still be alive.
Carefully, he picked it up. Its weight surprised him and he was forced to use his other hand to support it. He picked himself up off the floor and placed the rock on his desk.
Dib quirked an eyebrow. There were burn marks around the holes on the rock, as though some person had intentionally burned it.
Or something.
Dib narrowed his eyes, fury raging inside him.
"ZIM!"