This seriously happened to me at my grandma's house. Fear the little girls. FEAR THEM!
Dib was on the way home from school when a voice stopped him.
"Hey, you, big head kid." It was a little girl, hanging head first out of a first story window.
"My head's not big," Dib replied automatically, but the little girl didn't listen.
"Whatever. My name's Angelina Francis Coquette Tracey Abigail Hertz. What's yours?"
"Dib," replied Dib, immediately regretting it.
"That's a weird name. You know what you should do? Come inside and meet my family! They're really nice and they love kids!"
"You know, I don't really think that's a good idea. I'm going home now, so-"
"STOP!" Angelina's voice was so commanding that Dib actually did what she said. "I told you to come and meet my family!"
" I can't! It's family night and it's my turn to pick where we go. My dad's counting on me!"
"Tell them you don't want to go."
"But… I do want to go."
"Yeah, but tell them you don't want to go."
"You're a little girl," said Dib, annoyed. "I don't have to do what you say."
"You will if you know what's good for you. Isn't that right, Brady?" A boy that looked about Dib's age came to the window, wearing a bow and lipstick.
"Do what she says," he whispered, glancing furtively from side to side. "Or else she'll-"
"Shut up, Brady," said Angelina irritably, shoving him out of view. "Now, about you coming to see my family…"
"I told you I can't," said Dib a little softer, taking a couple of steps away from the window.
"Do you want me to come out there?" hissed Angelina, less of a question than a threat.
A faint whistling distracted Dib from his predicament. A familiar green face was strolling down the street, blissfully unaware of the pair. Thinking fast, Dib made a dash for Zim, grabbed his arm ("Get your filthy human appendages off me!"), and dragged him over to the waiting Angelina.
"Angelina," he panted, "this is Zim. He's a friend of mine, and he loves meeting new people. He'd be glad to see your family." Before Zim could blink, Dib was hurtling towards his house.
"Foolish human! Come back here before I…" The alien boy swiveled around to see Angelina grinning eerily at him.
"Hi Zim," she simpered, "my name's Angelina Francis Coquette Tracey Abigail Hertz. My family's waiting inside for you."
Zim gulped.
Fine, maybe I exaggerated just a little bit. This is my first Invader Zim attempt, so please go easy on me. If not, I always have my firehose.
