Hey everyone! As the summary says, this is a drabble-fic over some of my favorite Deviantart pictures of ZaDr. The links are on my page- you should check them out! (It would be on this page, but it won't work. So go to my page and find them.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim or these pictures. I have permission to use these pictures as inspiration. These drabbles are what I get from the pictures, and not necessarily the view of the artist.

Going Down

It isn't looking good. The Armada is everywhere, shooting the planet with everything they have. And we are the only defenders. The humans are dropping like flies around here, and I know I have to do something drastic.

"Dib, the only way to take them down is by shoving the power spear into their energy source. I need you to fly the Voot above the main ship so I can jump." He goes above, but grabs my hand before I could even get up.

"Don't even think you're doing this without me." He smiles softly.

"Are you sure?" He leans in, and we kiss.

"This planet isn't worth it if you're not here." I take a deep breath, preparing myself. He does the same. We look at each other and nod.

And then we jump.

If we die, we take all these guys with us.

Ally?

Defective, they say. The Tallest's joke.

Insane, they say. Someone to knock down.

Alien- threat to the world.

Human- threat to the mission.

The creature that shouldn't exist.

The planet that wasn't supposed to be there.

The rivalry that was never supposed to form.

Fallen

Earth has fallen.

I was spared; Space-boy managed to become Tallest, and wanted a souvenir. What better than his enemy?

Once everything settled, he wasted no time in turning me into a proper slave. Cuffs and collars were placed on me to prevent me from leaving. The clothes stripped off, he branded me with the Irken symbol across my torso.

And then he took me, fully.

Earth has fallen.

And I have fallen along with it.

Slushie

Scarves are chains.

He kisses my cheek, and I can't escape.

His lips are warm, unlike the frozen water that keeps us indoors.

I can't tell if I like this or not, but I'm too preoccupied to care.

Only Gir would have a slushie in winter.

Trust Me

I lean back on the cold, concrete wall; the insane asylum had the room made especially for me. Dark, dreary, hopeless- they want to break my spirit.

I yell out, knowing fully well that nobody can hear me. I'm all alone here. The town got tired of "that crazy kid". I don't think they ever plan on letting me out.

I hear the door start to open, and turn away. The only ones who come in here are the workers brining me food, and I can't stand to look at them. They typically leave the food right in front of the door and leave, but I hear the footsteps coming closer this time. They stop in front of me, and I glance at the person's boots. Those boots… I look up, and stare into large magenta eyes.

"Zim." He opens his mouth to speak, but I don't give him the chance. "What the hell are you doing here? You ruined my life and landed me in this place. What, are you here to gloat? Are you here to tell me your plans to destroy the earth?" He doesn't say anything, and waits for me to finish. "Yeah, well, I'll get out of here. Gaz will come and get me! Or dad. Keef…?" I start crying, much to my shame, and turn my face away from him. "Nobody cares."

"I do." I scoff.

"Nobody listens."

"I do."

"Why?" It comes out as a whisper.

"Just trust me." He holds out his hand.

And I take it.