Never blink 182 times; you might end up with human stink pigs on your hands!

An Invader Zim meets Blink-182 crossover!

A/n: Hello all! This is my 1st crossover and it should be fun! It is also my 1st Invader Zim fic; so if I'm not perfect on portraying Zim…please do not shoot meat lasers at my head. That would be upsetting to me :o( so…with out further a do, I give you 'Never blink 182 times, you might end up with human stink pigs on your hands!

An Invader Zim meets Blink-182 crossover!'



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Act 1: The Abduction

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Narrator: It is a normal day in Encinitas, California. Tom Delonge just happens to be off

tour and is indulging himself in his favorite pastime; aliens. Mr. Tom is laying on his couch in his living room with his wife Jen. They are watching Invader Zim, Tommie's favorite cartoon.

Jen: (annoyed) Tom how can you like this crap? Its just so retarded!

Tom: (defensive and indignant) Jen, I love aliens and I always will, and there's not a single thing in the world that you can do about it.

(Meanwhile, in the cartoon)

Zim: Think, think, THINK! Must THINK!

GIR: Thinking, thinking, alien abduction.

Zim: That's it GIR! We'll abduct someone, but who? (Zim turns his attention to the outside world to see Tom bickering with his wife. He listens.)

Tom: (thoroughly pissed) Ya know Jen, I don't flip a bitch when you get all hyped up about Johnny Bravo.

Jen: (pouty) Well, at least he's funny, and he's got muscles…meow.

Tom: (hurt) Hey…

Jen: but anyway, this alien shit is all out stupid! You know that retarded little alien is never going to win! That big headed kid out smarts him every time! Not like it's hard to do.

Tom: but, it's still fun to watch…

Jen: Isn't any of this sinking in you big fuck shit? Ugh! (Jen storms off to their room to go and play with herself…Tom is to preoccupied to engage in any board games…I bet you thought I meant something nasty didn't you…DIDN'T YOU!…anyhow back to the story)

(Zim's eyes narrow and a maniacal grin spreads across his face)

Zim: Now is where the fun really starts, GIR. My new invention, the trimolecule converter, will bring these Earth pigs here and we shall let maniacal doom commence on their doom-ed souls! (Evil Laughter)

GIR: meow

(Zim looks at GIR inquisitively, and then commences to point the trimolecule converter in the direction of Tom)

Zim: The moment of truth GIR (Zim pulls the trigger and a ray of light shoots towards the screen)

Tom: Fine Jen, walk away, see if I care…Hey gnarly effects! What the fuck?

(The ray absorbed Tom and as Jen ran into the room to see what the fuss was about, she got sucked in too)

Zim: My business! Is done. (Fit of Laughter)

Jen: Like, Oh my God! This is like so scary! Hold me Tom!

Tom: Why should I? I thought it was a bunch of retarded shit and Zim would never succeed because of the bigheaded kid. Whose name by the way is Dib.

Jen: But…

Zim: Silence human pig scum! I am your master, obey me. OBEY ME! (Laughter) please?

Jen: No! (She pulled out a gun)

Tom: Jen, this just shows how much you know…you can't kill a cartoon with something from the outside world, duh.

Zim: And anyway, that thing is garbage, it is a joke of engineering and that helmet won't protect your brain from lasers.

Jen: I'm not wearing a helmet…

Zim: Then what is that disturbing growth atop your puny brain?

Jen: (sadly and insulted) that's my hair…

Tom: (laughs so hard he falls on his ass)

Jen: Tom you're not helping!

Tom: It was still just so funny! (More laughter)

Zim: GIR! Retrieve my laser!

GIR: yes my lord!

(2 minutes later)

GIR: hello!

Zim: where is my laser GIR?

GIR: I couldn't find it…

Zim: Couldn't find it? COULDN'T FIND IT? What is this? Some kind of joke?

GIR: no…

Zim: GIR, you upset me…I'll hafta use this instead…(pulls a giant ray gun from his backpack) Prepare to be subjugated! (Zim pulls the trigger and a laser shoots Jen right in the fore head)

Tom: Jen! You little bitch! You're dead!

GIR: Woo! Do that again…!

Tom: I second that!

GIR: (walks up to Tom and hugs his leg) I-I love you.

Tom: awww, I love you too. (he smiles)

Zim: GIR! Get down from there right now!

GIR: Must obey taco man!

Tom: Yeah…I'm the taco man!

Zim: Great jumping chili beans!

Tom: What?

Zim: 2 more unsuspecting stink pigs (laughter)

Tom: You can say that again.

Zim: 2 more unsuspecting stink pigs! (laughter)

Tom: I didn't mean that literally.

GIR: TACOOOOOOS!!

(meanwhile, at tom's house)

Mark: Hey hot pants where are you?

Travis: Hey look at that!

Mark: What?

Travis: the tv!

Mark: Can't you talk in more than like…5 words at a time Fuck boy?

Travis: Yes, as a matter of fact I can.

Mark: (counts on fingers to see if that's actually more than 5 words)

Travis: Shit dude you are so retarded. Tom's in the TV with a little robot, an Alien, and a dead Jen.

Mark: Dude you're right!

Travis: Why is the little alien dude pointing a laser at us?

Mark: Don't know…hey what the?!

(Zims maniacal laughter is heard as Mark and Travis are pulled into the screen.)



What will happen next?

Will GIR still love Tom?

Will Tom still love GIR?

Will Mark and Travis fall on Zim?

Will Zim laugh maniacally until his throat is raw like mine is?

Stay tuned to 'Never blink 182 times; you might end up with human stink pigs on your hands! An Invader Zim meets Blink-182 crossover!' to find out!