"A Midzummer Night'z Dream"
DISCLAIMER: All right folks, I don't have the rights to Invader Zim (that's Jhonen Vasquez's deal) nor do I own A Midsummer Night's Dream (that little piece of work is Shakespeare's). I simply thought it'd be interesting to make a little Zim fic with that ol' fairy charm, granted, I took some liberties and bent a few plot details. Also, it's got some fan characters, so…yeah.
Anyway, enjoy.
It was a miserable fall day in a small suburban town. This town could really be any town at all, even your town. Dead leaves fluttered about the dark, windy city as morose children traipsed home from school. Among these children was a teenage girl by the name of Kumari Jones, called Ari by her friends (provided she had any). She was an average looking girl; normal height, shoulder-length, dirty blonde hair, and wolf-like blue eyes. Her baggy tan pants and loose-fitting black, flame-rimmed shirt made her appear to be nothing more than a lonely girl, but she was so much more. Gifted with vast intelligence and an unrivaled hatred for humanity, Ari was the single most brooding and evil woman on the planet. Walking a few paces behind her was a tall, green-skinned boy in a strange uniform. This boy was of course, Invader Zim.
Six long, arduous years had passed since Zim landed on Earth. Those six years brought him battles with Dib, conflicts with maladjustment to human life, contact with other aliens, and a growth spurt. Zim had surprisingly become taller due to the Earth's atmosphere and helped maintain the illusion that he was simply a "normal" kid with a skin condition. Of course, the six years on Earth could not change Zim's dynamic with Dib, which had taken an entirely new twist. Not only were they vying for the fate of the planet, but now for the affections of one girl. This was one battle Zim was visibly winning.
Zim sped up and shouted, "Ari!" Ari, containing her glee at talking with Zim, merely rotated her head slightly in brief acknowledgment.
"Ari," Zim panted, "I didn't get a chance to ask you in class today but-"
"Too busy sticking the model atoms up Dib's nose?" Ari said dryly.
Zim flashed a quick frown and said, "That miserable stinkworm had it coming after that…incident at the stinkbeast football match."
Ari laughed. "You mean when you tried to sabotage the game with your exploding football, and Dib somehow managed to punt it out of the team's way, RIGHT AT YOUR FACE?" she asked.
Zim growled a little. "Yes…that would be the one."
Ari grinned a little and continued to walk.
"But as I was saying, earth girl, I was hoping you would join me in the lab tonight to as I concoct another brilliant scheme of explodey doom." Zim exclaimed.
Ari stopped and stared at him for a minute before whispering, "I that some sort of alien code for 'dinner and a movie?'" Zim suddenly blushed dark emerald and stammered indignantly. "Don't be ridiculous, earth girl, no mighty Irken invader would deign to make sucky-face actions with a lowly huuuman." He made sure to stretch out the last word, to make it super-insulting.
"Good because I don't go on 'dates.'" Ari grunted, concealing her disappointment.
"Neither does the Mighty Zim," spat the green boy, "Can I count on seeing you around the time 'The Scary Monkey Show' begins?" he asked.
Ari blinked. "If you mean 7:30, then yes, you can."
Zim grinned and said, "Excellent, see you then, earth beast." With those parting words, Zim toddled away and zoomed into his oddly pastel-colored house.
"Looking forward to it," Ari muttered to herself, blushing slightly.
Ari continued her long walk home, unaware of the nasty shock that awaited her at home.
Meanwhile, Dib Membrane, nerd extraordinaire, entered his creepy, mechanical house and slid the door shut. Already home and tooling away on her homework was Gaz, his gothic but studious and attractive sister. The latter two adjectives were recent developments, a result of a broken Gameslave and minimal exposure to sun and developmentally harmful substances. Both of the Membrane children had gotten taller and more mature looking, helping Dib's social status in the slightest bit, though he was still getting shunned for his paranoia. Occasionally, a somewhat attractive girl saw something in Dib and asked him out, only to get shot down by his response, usually incorporating his Bigfoot and Frankenchokey theories. Gaz, on the other hand, was highly sought after thanks to her pale skin, wonderfully large breasts, and "cool" hair but she too paid her callers no heed. She was Ivy League college bound, and the sooner she got out of her house, the better.
"Hi Gaz," Dib sighed as he flopped onto the oversized couch next to her. "Shut up, chemistry honors lab due tomorrow…Harvard…don't ruin me…stupid Dib." Gaz muttered as she scribbled furiously in her black notebook.
"Fine Gaz, be that way. I just won't say what I was going to say," Dib muttered petulantly.
"Good," Gaz grunted.
Dib, who couldn't resist the urge to blurt out news, finally broke down and yelled, "Oh, fine! Dad's calling a family meeting when he gets home tonight, and I think it has something to do with you and school."
Gaz perked up slightly. "Did he snag one of my acceptance letters? Was it a response from Yale?" she inquired.
Dib shrugged. "Who knows, but I can tell that whatever it is, it's big news."
Gaz snorted and continued to scribble out her chemistry formula. "I only care if it's about college. Otherwise, it's of no concern to me," she spat venomously.
Dib frowned and looked at her. "You know what Gaz? You've got one of the most piss-poor attitudes I've ever seen; you don't care about this family at all. Don't you want to be happy? Don't you want, I dunno, a boyfriend or a job at a pizza shop like normal girls?" he asked.
Gaz angrily snapped her pen, leaking ink all over her spare notebook paper. "Look Dib, who says I have to be 'normal?' You're not very normal, and that suits you fine. As for me, I'm the same way, and I really don't care if anyone approves of my abnormality or not."
Dib, taken aback, merely shrugged and stood up. "Dad will be home in half an hour," he said as he headed towards the stairs, "order a pizza so we can eat while he tells us the news. Dib turned around the corner to head up the stairs just in time, before an unopened can of soda whizzed towards where his head had been and exploded on the wall.
I'd say that's about it for the introductory chapter of my story. It may seem slow now, but it's going to pick up soon, I swear. After all, all good novels introduce everything first before they get into the action. Though this is no novel, it's…aw hell, just come back and read the next chapter, due soon. In the next edition: we hear about Dr. Membrane's big news, I'll introduce a few other characters, and somebody gets naked for one hundred dollars. All right, that last part's a lie. I hate me. Bye for now!