Disclaimer: I do not own the cartoon "Invader Zim" or any characters from it. Seriously, why do we need disclaimers for FAN fictions?
"LIES, ALL LIES! I am normal," Zim shouted. The class stared at him. "No Zim, the correct answer was 'doomed'. This will go on your permanent record," Ms. Bitters hissed. Zim struck a triumphant pose and got down off his desk, which he had been standing on.
"Oh, come on!" Dib yelled before he could stop himself. "How can you guys not see Zim's an alien?!" Zim sat at his desk innocently, giving that look that cartoon characters give when a halo appears over their head. "Zim's not an alien, Dib," Rob said, spitting out the word 'Dib'. "Yeah Dib, need we remind you how he LIKES wearing pants?" Poonchy added. "No more talking!" Ms. Bitters commanded. "Dib," she continued, "that is the last outburst you were allowed for this year. One more and you will be transferred to the underground classroom. Understand?" "Yes ma'am," Dib answered as he continued glaring at Zim.
He glanced at the clock. Two minutes to dismissal. "Soon, Zim. Oh so soon. Today everyone will know what you really are," Dib whispered to himself. "Hey, Dib's talking to himself again," Zita said. The entire class burst out laughing and pointing, but Dib ignored them as the bell rang.
He dashed out of his seat and out to the front steps. He reached into the bushes and pulled out his Ghostbuster vacuum cleaner. Okay, so it was just a Dustbuster labeled that way so the catalog guys could make an extra buck, but that didn't diminish it's sucking power. "Once I suck off your disguise with this vacuum, the whole world will know you're really an alien and I'll be a hero for exposing you. Maybe I'll get congratulated by the president! Oh, hi Gaz! Wanna watch me expose Zim in front of all the kids?"
"Stop talking to yourself," came her reply as she walked home, never looking away from her Gameslave 2. "Okay, I'll tell you about it when I get home," Dib called after her. Gaz cringed at the thought of listening to Dib's rambling before disappearing around the corner.
Dib turned his attention to the approaching Zim and prepared to activate the vacuum. However, unseen by both, a small robot in a poorly made dog suit was flying through the air on his jets. Said robot also happened to be flying straight toward them at top speed. Right as Dib flipped the switch, Gir shot past. His costume flew off as his metal head connected with Zim's Irken skull.
"GIR! What are you..." Zim paused as he noticed Gir's disguise was gone. "WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING YOUR DISGUISE?!" he yelled.
Gir looked down at himself. "WOO HOO! I'm naked! I'm gonna do the naked dance!" The tiny SIR unit proceeded to stand on his head and flail his limbs wildly.
By now the kids had gathered and were staring at Gir, much to Zim's dismay. "What's wrong with Zim's dog?" Sara asked. Dib pounced at this opportunity. "That's no dog!" he shouted as he jumped from behind the bushes, holding up Gir's costume triumphantly. "That's his alien robot slave! Actual proof that Zim is an alien!"
The kids looked from Dib to Gir, then back to Dib. "Hey, that weird Dib kid stole that dog's skin!" The Letter M yelled. "Let's steal his skin and see how he likes it!" Chunk added. Dib's eyes bulged and he dropped the dog suit. He ran away screaming as the kids chased him.
Zim quickly put Gir in his suit right as Ms. Bitters came up behind him. "Zim, the Skool is closed. You are trespassing on government property. Security!!" "Zim goes where Zim pleases, and you-" Zim was cut off as a large guard grabbed him by the neck and beat him up, with Gir cheering the whole time.
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Dib ran down an ally, dodging garbage and an angry cat, with the Skool-kids in hot pursuit. He came out on a busy street and spotted a taxi about to leave. "Take me anywhere!" he yelled as he leaped into the vehicle. The taxi lurched forward, and Dib watched the kids wave their arms angrily at him as he escaped.
"Hey there Little Man."
Dib spun away from the window as he realized someone else was in the taxi. Sitting next to him was none other than Bill.
"What the, Bill?"
"Nice to see you remember your old career councilor,"
"Yeah, how could I forget..." Dib replied bitterly. Bill didn't notice.
"So, uh, why are you riding a taxi?" Dib asked.
"Ever since we lost Cocofang, I've needed to travel like this so he won't recognize me."
"Riiiight."
"Anyway, I'm on a different case right now. Once we get to my office, I can show you more."
"Oh... great." Dib was starting to think he should of just let the kids catch him.
A/N: Huh. That looked longer in Open Office... Oh well. Next chapter will be up tomorrow, so it's not a long wait. Review if you want to, but I don't need them.