My disclaimer of sorts: I do not own Invader Zim or any related characters or ideas. I wish I did. Honestly. But I don't. Heh heh…Well, I hope you enjoy it! ((This is my first time doing a Zim fanfic, so be nice… Please?))

Chapter 1: Cookies

"Wh-Where am I?"

Zim opened his eyes slowly. A bright light blinded him, and forced his eyes to close again. He felt really sore… like he'd fallen out of a Voot Cruiser and hit a really pointy rock covered in radioactive spikes.

"Why, you're in the Nurse's Office!" A kind, yet somewhat annoying voice reported. Zim recognized the horrid sound as one of the filthy HU-man nurses who were stationed on the public Skool to heal boo-boos and any other ailments that the stink-pig-students may or may not come down with.

"What?!" Zim shot up. He looked around. He was in the Nurse's Office. He hated the sight of the filthy room. The only thing in there that brightened his outlook was the sight of the Dib-human across from him, unconscious in a bed. "How did I get here?" He asked giving the nurse-woman a curious glare.

She giggled and said, "Oh, you and that kid with the big head over there got into a little spat! But you'll be fine." She added with a smile. "This little girl here," She motioned for a girl that looked about Dib's age to come forward. "Carried you all the way over here! Isn't that sweet?" She smiled, and walked over to check on Dib.

Zim scanned the girl who seemed to be giving him the same treatment. She had dark maroon hair that swept over her purple eyes, she wore a black and purple striped shirt with the words 'Invasion of the Stupids' written on it, a black skirt, purple and white striped knee socks, and black boots. She looked like a regular reject of the skool. Just another nonconformist in Zim's eyes. And probably in everyone else's.

"Who are you?" Zim said at last. He was quite curious to find out who this child was, and why she had bothered to carry the loser of the class over to the 'healing-center' ((If it even deserved that title)). And, well, Zim had never seen her before. Humans weren't known for springing up from the ground to help people.

"I'm Vick." She said calmly. "Nice to finally meet you, Zim." She held out her hand to him, expecting a warmer greeting than the one she was about to receive.

"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?!?!" Zim shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Vick. Then, in a suddenly calmer tone he asked, "Were you waiting to meet me?"

Vick looked around cautiously. "It's not safe to talk about it here. I will further discuss the situation with you after skool." She shot him a quick smile, and left the nurse's office.

"What?" Zim was utterly confused. He laid back down painfully, and picked at a Band-Aide on his forehead. "Stupid Dib!" He cursed quietly.

After Skool

"Zim!"

"Dib!"

"Zim!"

"Dib!"

"Zim!"

"Dib!"

"Zim!"

"Zim!"

"Huh?"

Zim and Din ceased their stupidity to turn and see Vick running up behind them.

"Zim, come on. We've got to go." She grabbed his arm, and began dragging him in the general direction of his Home Base. Through Zim struggled, it was a pitiful attempt.

Upon arriving at Zim's house, Gir pranced out happily in his dog suit eating a taco. "Hi, Master!" He said happily.

"Aww!!" Vick knelt down and gave Gir a big, suffocating hug. "He's so CUTE!!!" She squeaked happily. She held the little robot out in front of her. "Aww!!"

Zim rolled his eyes. "Gir!" He watched as Gir faithfully hopped down in front of him and saluted him. "Gir, go into the living room, and DON'T let ANYONE in! Got it?"

"YES, MY MASTER!!!" Gir dashed into the house.

"He's so cute!" Vick said happily.

"Yes… cute…" Zim began to recall the last time he'd encountered something 'cute'. Pee-Pee, the fur-monster turned out to be more destructive than he was worth. Come to think of it… Gir could be that way too sometimes… "Peh… Cute."

Zim and Vick stood outside for a moment before Vick said, "Zim. Your Tallest have sent me." She gave him a serious look. "They've sent me to help you."

"Help?!" Zim folded his arms in defiance. "Zim needs no help!"

"N-no!" Vick thought fast and said, "L-Like an evil minion, or something! Not, like, be your partner or take over your mission. They just thought that your job would be a bit easier with a little underling." She said, proud at herself for making that up so quickly.

"Hmmm." Zim thought about this for a moment. "Evil minion, eh? You'd be a lot more competent than Gir, I can be sure of that." He shrugged. "Eh. Sure, whatever." He turned to go into his base, when he whirled around. "This is all a LIE!! You're no Irken!!"

Vick sighed, and pressed a button on her belt that I forgot to mention before. The human shell was suddenly sucked away into the belt. She defiantly was Irken. To Zim's relief, she had resemblance to Tak. Her soft purple eyes seemed to stare right through him. She grinned, and pressed the button again so that her fleshy, human, shell covered her once more. "See?"

Zim appeared a little shocked. "Oh… Well… uh… Gir made cookies, if you'd like some…" He headed for the door. "Gir! Go get the cookies!"

"Okie Dokie!!"