This was quickly written on my part and I was very tired as I wrote this late at night, but here you go. If you like it, please tell me.

His hand was shaky as he reached for the doorknob. He grazed it lightly, then pulled back, unsure if this would work. He had managed to fool the few people he bumped into already, why wouldn't it work now?

Taking a shaky and deep breath he reached for the doorknob again and this time, grasped it tightly, turning it until it made a satisfying 'click'. All the students looked up from their desks and stared as the late student entered, sitting in the seat closest to the door.

The horribly old teacher that sat at her desk perked up, " ZiM!!" she hissed, " You're late!! Sit now, and suffer…"

The student shrugged, seeing he was already sitting.

A boy with an abnormally LARGE head jumped onto his desk, pointing accusingly at 'ZiM', " That's NOT ZiM!!" he told the bored and tired class, " ZiM's smaller and isn't quiet!!"

The students turned to look at the imposter ZiM, who was now very aware of the dangers.

He perked, " Uh, er YES!! I… am ZiM, who will… destroy the world… yeah…"

The class bought it and went back to being bored.

" OH, come ON!!" the child persisted, " How can you guys just say that THAT is ZiM?! He's gained so much weight in like, two days FLAT!!"

" New weight metabolism… thing…" 'ZiM' answered quickly.

The child grew more impatient, " You don't even sound like ZiM!!"

The imposter's eyes became shifty, then he relaxed and said only one word, " Puberty."

One of the taller children nodded, " Oh, man. You're gonna love it when it all ends. Puberty, scary stuff…"

The class nodded and turned back to being bored.

The huge headed child was not impressed and continued on, " ZiM would've gone onto an entire RANT about he was so AMAZING!! And THEN he would-"

A chattering squirrel smacked into the child's head.

" Shut your mouth, Dib!!" the teacher hissed again, " I believe that ZiM would appreciate the courtesy of you being QUIET!!"

Dib pulled himself back into his seat, " But, Ms. Bitters-"

" No more, Dib!!"

The ZiM imposter tapped his hand nervously on his desk, looking from Dib to the clock to Ms. Bitters and back to his desk in a cycle, wondering if the decision he was going to put into action was as good as he thought it was in his head.

And coming this late to school had its benefits. The bell rang and the zombie-like children filed out of the room, leaving Dib, the imposter, the teacher and a noisy chattering squirrel in the room alone. The imposter finally stood and, taking one last look at the paranormal investigator, took to going outside.

Not taking this too lightly and becoming disturbed by the angry squirrel let loose in the classroom, Dib trailed after, stalking this imposter just as he would any ZiM-related specimen.

The child finally grabbed hold of the imposter and spun him around, " I KNOW you're not ZiM, and though I may not know why you're trying to imitate him, I'll find out why…"

'ZiM's eyes became less frightened and more concerned as the hallway they stood in became less thick of students, " He needs help…"

Dib's eyes widened the narrowed, " What? Who needs help?"

" ZiM," the imposter said quietly, " he's sick, and there's nothing I can do…"

Dib eyed the alien, " Wait a second… you're SKOODGE!! The Irken who lives in ZiM's basement!! If ZiM is sick he can take sick days, why'd you bother imitating him to come all the way out here?!"

Skoodge kicked at the ground, " Well… ZiM's condition… it's bad… really, really bad, and it's getting worse… I need help-"

" Wait," Dib stopped him, " You're asking for help… from ME?!"

Skoodge's worried eyes turned hateful as he suddenly dragged Dib into the boys' bathroom.

" HEY!!" Dib hollered as he struggled, " Let me GO!!"

Skoodge stood him upright and shoved him into the wall, " ZiM may be out to destroy your planet, but if HE dies, I'm taking him OFF this rock and will ensure no other alien life forms land here!! You're ONLY chance of sheer proof is sick and dying!!"

Dib stared at Skoodge as the stressed Irken let him go to rub his temples, " You… ZiM's dying?"

Skoodge looked up at him, " It's gotten way too strong for him to handle. He won't last much longer without a scientist…"

Dib eyes widened, " B-but… I'm a PARANORMAL investigator!! Not a doctor!!"

"Your dad's a scientist," Skoodge replied quickly, " Give him ZiM's test results and make up a story. Tell him you got alien proof and you need him to look it over, say if he doesn't believe you to just humor you, anything at this point will be considered valuable."

Dib glared and crossed his arms, " You said you'd just leave with ZiM's body, fine…"

Skoodge's eyes filled with rage, " I'll destroy this planet myself, and you're looking at the poster boy for INTERGALATIC CONQUEST!!"

Dib nodded in fear.

R&R's would be nice. I'll try to update soon.