Disclaimer: Invader Zim belongs to its respective owners (I'm not sure exactly who by now), therefore this fiction is just written and shared for amusement and I won't make any profit out of it.

Walking in My Shoes

Chapter 1

It was just after Santa Claus was sent to the space by Dib. Zim thought it had been a good idea than Gir had those platypus suits inside his head just in case.

"Will you listen to the evil robot boy that destroyed Santa? Or will you listen to the Easter platypus?" Zim yelled at the people that just had witnessed how all their Christmas childhood memories had been shut to the outer space, while throwing shrimp to everybody.

The answer didn't take long. As soon as Dib could realize, he was being chased by an angry crowd claiming for his head.

While running, he considered that maybe mankind didn't wanted to be saved. It was miraculous no other alien form before Zim ever wanted to conquer Earth. The angry multitude cornered Dib next to the remains of the teleporter that was destroyed by the monster Santa. Dib found himself in a dead end as some of the people had gotten who-knows-from-where pitchers, forks and torches.

Several meters farther, Zim watched amused the spectacle while Gir was eating furiously all the broken candy cane left on the floor. The alien was imaging how wonderful could be if the Dib-human'd actually jump to the teleporter if it would be working, but he knew that could be so god for being true. Moreover, his archenemy wasn't that stupid.

However, what no one expected was that if a person is angry, nothing can be possibly planned or expected. Completely cornered, Dib tried to jump over the people, surprisingly managing to get on the heads of some. Nonetheless, when he was about to pass the wall of humanity he was escaping of, a really big muscular woman got him by the leg. In a matter of seconds she tried to throw him to the center of the crowd but, not measuring her strength, Dib's body passed over the people like if he was jumping with a pole. When he butt-landed exactly on the point the teleporter was, Zim feelings became a complete mess.

What did he feel when he saw the Dib monkey disappearing in a purple flash light? Certainly there was surprise, since he thought the teleporter no longer could be working. Or was it joy? He finally had gotten rid of the little annoyance. Was it disappointment? Considering that maybe he was overestimating his enemy all this time. Zim was in awe. Even when Minimoose got floating next to him and started to push gently his head, he didn't react.

The people stared amazed in front of the machine; one minute later this concerned murmur rose wondering what had just happened to the kid. A single man was the one in charge of bringing everything back to normal.

"I think we teleported him to his Doooooooom!" starting some sobs in the crowd. Some of them decided to run away, aware of the terrible thing they had just do; some others, maybe focusing their earlier anger in something more worth, used their forks and metal tubes to destroy the teleporter.

Author's note: This fic has been stored in my computer for one year, which means it still looks messy and there's horrible grammar related to my spanish native language. I'm sorry for that. I hope you like short chapters because it's planned to be this way ;)