Okay, I know I've been writing too much, and I know I have two unfinished fics. But this is just too much for my head, and I fear the walls will be splattered with bits of head and brain if I don't get it out, so hear it is. And also, I know this has been done way too many times, but I feel like writing one myself. And if you people don't like writers including themselves in the fic, you can kiss a hairy monkey's ass.
On with the fic :)
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Mattie and her friends sat in a circle on January 17th, the anniversary of the day Zim had been canceled. Mattie's head was hung low, her short, dyed-blonde hair hanging over one eye. Her black nailed fingers interlocked with her friends' fingers. The friend on her left, Alyssa, also had her head hung, but her brown hair was kept back out of her pretty face. Her hazel eyes were set on the Invader Zim shirt on the friend across from her, whose name was Mallory. Mallory's pitch black hair hung in curtains on the sides of her face, and she was giggling as she remembered her favorite episode.
"We have to do something about this," Mattie was the one to break the silence, apart from Mallory's giggling.
"And what would three teenage girls do? Throw make-up at them?", Alyssa said. Mattie glared at her friend.
"That's no way to talk, I'm being serious. We can't just stand by and let this happ--"
"It already has," Mallory stated, now done with her giggling. "It's been four years. What could we possibly do?"
Mattie thought long and hard. She didn't care if it had been four years, didn't care if it was too late. She knew she could never get the show back on the air, that was out of the question. But that didn't mean she couldn't get revenge. She stood up and walked into her closet, shutting the door. She opened it back up after a few minutes, only to a crack, and asked her friends to go home, and that she would call them when she was ready.
"Ready for what?" they both inquired at the same time. Mattie merely shook her head. She watched them leave and closed the door again.
She picked through her clothes, searching for ones special enough for the occasion. She needed something easy to move in, for she was about to go to Nickelodeon Studios itself. She pulled on a long sleeved, white undershirt. She liked it very much, especially the baggy sleeves. They reminded her a lot of pirates. Pirates. That was it. She was going to be a captain of her own crew, have her own ship, everything-- except maybe an eye patch. Over her white undershirt she pulled on a black and white pinstriped vest, along with pinstriped pants. She wrapped a black bandana around her forehead, letting two pieces of her hair hang over it. She liked her hair like that, probably because it reminded her of everyone's favorite homicidal maniac. Only they didn't stick up like Johnny's did, they hung down more. She pulled the rest of her hair back and admired the white skull and cross bones on her bandana, that went along with her earrings and choker. She started on her back up, sort of thick black eyeliner below her eye, smoky black eye shadow on her eye lid. She put on a white belt and pulled on her black "Johnny" boots. By the time she was ready, it was 10 PM.
She moved towards the phone, picked it up, and dialed Alyssa's number. A sleep voice reached her, asking who was calling.
"It's me, Mattie. I told you I would call when I was ready. Three way Mallory, k?" Mattie said in a hurry. Alyssa grunted okay and a few seconds later, Mallory's voice filled Mattie's ear. Mattie told them to get dressed, preferably in pirate-looking clothes. A silence met her, broken only by nervous questions as to why. Mattie said she would explain it when she got to Alyssa's house, and that Mallory should meet them there. Mattie hung up the phone and made her way out of the house.
She walked down the road, getting nervous glances from passerby. Being dressed like a pirate and having people give her funny looks made Mattie happy, and she just smiled at the people, saying things like "argh matey" or "shiver me timbers". Laughing, she knocked on Alyssa's front door. Mattie waited for a few minutes, and when no one answered, she decided to take the matter in her own hands. She went around to the side of the house, looking for Alyssa's window. When she found it, she noticed the tree branches next to it. Perfect.
She jumped up on the tree, holding on to one of the lower branches, and fell. She slowly got back up, brushing herself off. She tried it again, slipped, but this time caught herself and kept her grip firm. She pulled herself up onto branch after branch, until at last she was at Alyssa's window. She pushed it up and crawled through. The room was dark, but she could just make out Alyssa lying in the bed, asleep. Mattie rolled her eyes and jumped on the bed, standing over her friend.
"Up, you scurvy puppy!" She yelled. She hadn't quite mastered the art of pirate language. Alyssa opened her eyes slowly and looked up. She paused for a minute.
"That better be you, Mattie" she said as she reached to the lamp on her night stand. Once the light hit Mattie, Alyssa burst out laughing. "What are you wearing? Halloween is far, far away!"
Mattie raised an eyebrow and squinted one eye, nudging her friend in the ribs with her boot. "I thought I told you to get ready?" she said, ignoring the question.
"Oh... you were serious?" Alyssa asked. She got up and went into her closet, coming out two seconds later in black pants and a purple Invader Zim shirt. "Not too fond of pirate clothes, sorry."
"That's okay," Mattie said, sitting on the edge of Alyssa's bed. "Your shirt is perfect anyway." Mattie smiled. Alyssa put her hands on her hips and it was her turn to raise an eyebrow.
"Are you still on about that whole 'we have to do something' thing?" she said. "Mattie, please, get over it. I love Invader Zim as much as you do, but I'm not going to go screaming in the face of the president of Nick!"
Mattie looked down to her knees. She opened her mouth to say something, but at that moment Mallory burst through the bedroom door, dressed as a pirate and sloshing root beer everywhere. "A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR MEEEEEEEEE!" she screamed. Mattie fell off the bed laughing.
"How did you get in?" Alyssa asked, staring at Mallory in disbelief.
"Magic," Mallory said. She looked to Mattie's figure on the floor. "So what did you want us here for?"
Mattie stood up, looking at her two friends, all laughter gone. "We're going to Nick Studios, to avenge Zim." Alyssa sighed but Mallory said nothing, she kept listening intently. "I mean, come on guys," Mattie continued, "I know it's been four years. I know we can't get it back on TV, but we have to teach those people there that they just can't do this. Zim was the best thing they had, and they were dumb enough to throw it away, and break the hearts of it's fans. It's just not right."
Alyssa stared down at her feet. "Fine," she sighed. "What do we need to do?"
Mattie beamed at her friends and began to tell them her plan.
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Cliiiiiiffhanger of doomy doom dooooooom... yes. I promise Invader Zim chars will be involved in the next few chapters, but we gotta work to that point, savvy? And if you don't like this fic, see the above author's note. Thank you and goodnight.
