Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, Dib, Gir or any of the other characters or the show, period. This disclaimer seems unnecessary because I doubt that Jhonen or the Nick people would actually sue but there you go, I own nothing but a TV.
Rated: PG for violence
Normal boys
Dib struggled as he lifted his body onto the top of the brick fence. A white spotlight swept over his over sized head. The light began to move back toward him. Dib jumped off the wall but his coat caught on the barbed wire over the fence. He dangled for a few seconds wildly kicking at the air. A small ripping nose caught his attention but too late, the back of his jacket ripped leaving a large section of his blue shirt exposed. He turned his head and stared at the chunk of black cloth draped on the wire. He sighed and figured he had better just leave it he had no time to waste. Dib took one more look back then took off. He ran as fast as he could get to away from that awful place. After running for about six or seven minutes he slowed to a walk. He sucked in the cool night air as his breath returned to normal.
It was the third time that he had been sent to the crazy house for boy since Zim had arrived and he was sick of it. "How can they not see the truth?" he ranted to himself, "this is soooo stupid! What do I have to do? I mean the only way they would consider the possibility of him being an alien is if he wore a sign saying "I'm an alien"! Great… and now I need to buy a new jacket!" he kicked a pebble with all his might and fell forward on to the concert.
Zim paced back and forth. He had already removed his costume and his red eyes showed anger and worry. Gir sat on the couch behind him absent-mindedly enjoying a suck monkey. The brown goo covered his face. Zim looked up from the floor and shouted, "Gir!" the small robot's eyes changed from aqua blue to a bright red.
"Yes, my Master!" he saluted.
"My cover was nearly exposed today thanks to that errrrrr… SMELLY HEAD BEAST!"
Flash back
The class sat in near silence. Mrs. Bitters had disappeared once again but no one seemed to notice. Several kids were sleeping at their desks, some were reading or drawing. Dib sat at his desk preparing the speech he was planning on giving to the Swollen Eyeball Society on his latest findings on Zim. Dib was becoming enthralled so much so that he snapped the lead on his pencil. He stared at the broken tip for a moment then shrugged and pushed his seat back making his way over to the pencil sharpener on the other side of the room. He shoved the pencil in to the sharpener and grinded the handle slowly. He looked over the shoulder of his intergalactic enemy. Zim was writing something lazily on a sheet of paper in front of him. There was something different. Something that Dib should have noticed the second the alien had walked in the classroom door. Zim's wig was on crooked. Dib gasped. Zim must've been in a hurry that day either that or he was getting sloppy. Dib dropped his pencil allowing it to fall to the floor and roll near Zim's desk. The utensil fell with what sounded like an earth shattering clatter. He looked around. Not a single person lifted their head, not even Zim took notice. Dib leaned forward to grab the pencil but just before he wrapped his fingers around it he shot up and snatched the wig from Zim's head. Dib jumped on Mrs. Bitters' desk and proudly showed the class. Every one looked up and gasped in union. Dib had never smiled so big. Zim had covered the top of his head with the book he had snatched out of Zita's hands. An antenna popped out of the side. Zim glared at Dib. Before the human could begin his victory speech Zim jumped up on the desk kicking Dib in the stomach sending the boy flying into the wall. Zim snatched the wig out of the air before it even hit the desk. He smashed it on to his cranium. The wig was on back wards. He quickly fixed the hairpiece. The class was still staring in silence.
"Uh…it's part of the skin condition," the students looked at each other, deciding whether or not they believed him and if they even cared.
"SKIN CONDITION?" shrieked Dib rising from the floor, "what skin condition gives you antennas? Hmm? What skin condition do you have Zim? Exactly Which one? Huh, Zim? Huh?"
"It's ah…." thinking quickly; he shouted, "DIB'S CRAZY! HE'S FILLED WITH LIES AND DECIET!" The class began to nod in agreement.
"NO! Don't believe him! He wants to destroy us all!" there was silence for a moment then some one in the back squeaked, "You're crazy! I'm using my crazy card for this month!" Dib glared at the class. From his shadow formed Mrs. Bitters. She snapped the collar around his neck. Moments later two people dressed in all white came to get Dib. As they dragged him out of the classroom he screamed, "You're all blind! Don't take me back there! NOOOooo…." He screams echoed through the halls of the school. Zim hadn't even laughed at Dib's wrenched fate; he was too freaked out by the encounter.
End Flashback
Zim shuttered. "That was too close. Something must be done! And oh something will be done," he tented his fingers and began to laugh evilly. Gir started to giggle then went into full-blown hysterical laughter. Zim's laughter quieted then stopped completely. He just stood there waiting for Gir to quit. After about five minutes Zim got sick of the giddy laughter of his robot and left. He had scheming to do.
Dib and Gaz walked toward the school in silence. Gaz pounded her thumbs over the tiny purple buttons of her game slave two. Dib was stomping more then walking. He was still steamed about being sent to the crazy house for boys and being deemed crazy once again. When they reached the school the two separated. Gaz made her way to Mr. Elliot's room and Dib dragged himself to Mrs. Bitters' class. By the time he reached the room everyone was already in their seats. No one seemed to care that only yesterday he had been sent away and was now back.
Not even Zim acknowledged him. He was too busy ranting at the girl who sat behind him and shaking his fist. Dib sat down in his chair two desks away from Zim in the front row. He glared at his desk then glanced over at Zim. Dib reached into his desk and pulled out a notebook; he tore out a piece of paper and wadded it up.
Zim turned around in his seat thoroughly pleased with the content of the angry and irrelevant proclamation of superiority that he would launch into at random times. A piece of paper smacked the side of his head. He spun around looking for the origin of the attack. He spied Dib, glaring at him. Their eyes locked. The feeling of pure hatred radiated off the two.
"Class!" a voice hissed from the front of the room pulled the two back to their surroundings. Mrs. Bitters sat behind her desk. Her long claw like fingers tented. "Today's lecture will be about how hopeless all your futures are!" she began, "Sara! You're too soft and will be crushed by the crushing system of corporate America! Melvin, your dreams of becoming an astronaut are unlikely!" he screamed in horror of his own wretched fate. Zim giggled enjoying the pain of his classmates. Bitters continued to force the nine year olds to realize how miserable their lives would be. Dib was doodling little pictures on the side margin of his paper.
"Dib!" hissed Mrs. Bitters, "You're so crazy that even if you did or said something nobody would believe it!" Dib just rolled his eyes, "So either become sane of fail in life!" Zim thought, 'he is insane but if he just became as stupid as…. wait! If he becomes…yes!' Zim waved his hands in the air wildly.
"What is it, Zim?"
"Mrs. Bitters I must use the restroom. I MUST!"
"Fine, just go!" Zim scrambled out of his seat for just a second Dib and Zim's eyes locked. Dib's eyes widened in surprise, Zim had a look of pure malice. The look was taunting; the look warned that that Zim had something in store for his human enemy.
In Zim's base Gir sat in front of the T.V. giggling. The front door opened and Zim marched in. on the T.V. a commercial of for acne blast was in. Zim rushed down to his lab not even stopping to rant. The sun had set and Zim still had not come out of his lab. Gir looked at the empty suck monkey and decided it would be fun to see what his master was up to.
Down in his lab Zim wiped the sweat off his face, "Careful, careful…" he whispered as he put some finishing touches on his work.
"HI!" a voice rang out from behind. Zim jumped nearly dropping the object. He turned around quickly and saw Gir waving happily.
"GIR! Not now! I've just finished my work! Now all I need is for the Dib human-"
"SECURITY BREACH!" Zim raised his head, an evil smile on his face, "Perfect."
Dib slipped through the window. He had finally managed to make it past the gnomes. Dib clutched the camera that hung around his neck tightly. This was the night he could feel it. Tonight he would get the photographic evidence that he needed to prove the truth to the world. Dib crouched behind a chair in the corner of the living room and waited.
Zim walked into the living room from the kitchen, Gir fallowing closely at his heals. Zim scanned the room with his pink eyes. Behind the chair he saw a tall spike of black hair, "Ah-ha!" he shouted, "Computer! Capture the intruder!" a claw reached behind the over stuffed chair and picked Dib up. He fidgeted a little then relaxed knowing that he'd be out of there in a matter of minutes. Soon Zim would have him thrown into the street and he'd have to buy an even newer camera, then that one would be destroyed too. It was the same thing nearly every time. He looked at the alien; Zim had his disguise on for some reason.
"So Dib I see you broke into my ordinary human habitat like home."
"What are you talking about? There's no one here to fool!" said Dib. An evil smile crossed Zim's malice filled face. He pushed his backpack and it opened. Zim reached in and pulled something out. It was a gun. It was purple with navy blue spirals on it. He pointed it at the human's oddly large head.
"What do you think you're doing, Zim?" demanded Dib fear filled his voice. Normally he would go on for a while about his big plan but he was too excited and wanted to get straight to it. Zim pulled the trigger back and a light purple beam hit Dib between the eyes.
Dib's limbs felt weak and useless, and his mind felt clouded. Zim's voice seemed to be the only sound in the universe.
"Dib, can you hear me?"
"Yes…"
"Good,"
Dib's eyes were constantly moving spirals. He awaited Zim's words. Dib was completely helpless and at the mercy of his worst enemy.
"What is Zim?" he asked his prisoner.
"An alien…"
"No! That's wrong! Zim is a human stink beast just like you. In fact all the stuff you ever believed about aliens is wrong! Do you understand?"
"I-I- yes…" Zim snapped his fingers. Dib blinked several times. His eyes were back to normal. The boy looked around.
"Oh my head wh-where am I?" Zim stepped into his line of vision.
"Zim?"
"Yes, now GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Zim shoved Dib forward and out the front door then slammed it behind him. Dib stood there a moment. He wasn't entirely sure as to why he was at Zim's freakish house but he really didn't care enough to think about it any more. Then he shrugged and walked home.
Gir had sat there silently on the couch the whole time. He hoped off the couch and walked up to Zim. The tiny robot asked, "What happened to big head?"
"Well.
You see Gir. I've been thinking back to when I had that thing on my head (Postulio). It was able to control the mind of that bothersome dirt child, Dib. I figured that I could do it again. And rather then getting a new pimple I created this." He held up the laser gun
"Ohhh. YEA! YEA!" Gir said then seemed to have some sort of spasm. They stared at each other then Gir tipped over and fell asleep.
OH! Gasp! Dib's been hypnotized what shall happen next? Does anybody even care? let's find out!
