This is my first Invader Zim fic. I'm an overly obsessed fan with it and have finally decided it is high time for me to scribble something down. I know not where this plot is heading, so be ready for anything and everything as I continue on with it.
"Gir, get down here!" Zim barked.
He stood in his lab, admiring the "doom's day device" he had just created.
"This will surely kill off those worm babies." Zim said in satisfaction.
"What iiiissss it, Master?" Gir said as he popped his head into the lab.
"Come all the way in."
'Aww, do I have to?"
"GIR! Come here, NOW!"
"Yes, sir!" Gir said, his eyes turning red as he saluted.
Gir ran into the room and went just a bit too fast, running smack dab into Zim, who ran smack dab into his so called "doom's day device". Well, the device started to wobble, and as Gir and Zim watched it fall, landed smack dab on the hard ground, shattering to pieces.
Gir sat down beside the shards of metal and picked a few pieces up, "Looky! It squeaks!" He said and ran his fingers (A/N: Or hand...he doesn't really have fingers, does he? ') along the once was "doom's day device". Creating an increasingly annoying high-pitched squeal.
"G-gir...you....my d-device...it's..." Zim stood dumbfounded above his beloved "doom's day device" and his not so beloved idiot-dog-friend.
"GIR, YOU INSOLENT FOOL! HOW COULD YOU EVER DO SUCH A FOUL AND WRETCHED THING?!"
"Listen to it squeak!" He ran his fingers (A/N: hand...whatever!) along the metal even harder than the first time.
"Gir! Get out!" Zim screeched as he started to gather up the remains of his machine. "Get out now while I start the repairs!"
"Okie dokie!" Gir got up and ran up the stairs, running into a few more things and, of course, breaking a million more.
"That dumb...idiotic...foul...creature! He's nothing more than a heap of useless scrap metal! And my beloved machine...it's been destroyed! Brought down to mere ashes by Gir..." Zim suddenly stopped and stared up at the stairs where Gir had just disappeared into.
"Brought to ashes...by Gir...maybe..." Zim's eyes flashed with interest as he dropped the shards to the ground and went up the stairs.
"Gir. Here. Now."
"But I'm watching the scary monkey show!"
"Now, Gir!"
"Oooookay."
Gir got up from the couch and lazily walked to where Zim was standing.
"Gir, I have an important mission for you."
"Yes, sir!" his eyes turned a blood red and he saluted Zim once more, "What are your commands, sir?"
"Listen very, very, very, very, very, VERY carefully to me, Gir."
"Gir?"
"....What did you say?"
Zim nearly strangled the naïve young robot when he said this.
"LISTEN TO ME, GIR, AND LISTEN GOOD! Your life depends on it."
"I understaaaand."
"Good." Zim put his hands behind his back and started to pace the room as if he were in an army, "You will be my new, and improved, doom's day device. Do you understand?"
"I do."
"Really?"
"No."
Zim sighed, "Just do as I say, and if everything goes well you'll get a taco."
"YAY!"
And with that Zim went downstairs to his lab with Gir tagging along singing something about tacos and chocolate-dipped french fries.
And there's the first chapter, folks! What'd ya think? Drop me a review and tell me how it was, please.