DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything but the plot

SUMMARY: Timmy Turner moves to where ever Invader Zim takes place. Timmy then has to endure Dib's craziness, Zim's weirdness, GIR's insanity, and more. But is Timmy's sudden move all an evil plan to take over fairyworld, thought up by one of the many bad people to be in Timmy's life? Read to find out.

AUTHORS NOTE: I know this is short and lacking in Zim, but the author in me said "you have to end the chapter here or I will kill you". A new chapter is definitely coming, eventually. Hope you enjoy :)! please favorite, follow, and and review if you do enjoy. It would most likely make a chapter come quicker.

When I woke up, Cosmo wasn't in the race car bed next to mine. I heard the sound of a pan dropping, so poofed to the kitchen of our castle. On the table there was a plate of waffles unevenly stacked with chocolate drizzle pored over it. I love Cosmo, he may be an idiot, but he's so caring and innocent. I took a bite of one of the chocolate covered pancakes, and it tasted terrible! Like someone put salt instead of sugar into the waffle mix. Oh yeah… wasn't I looking for that someone before I got distracted? I floated around the kitchen until I heard a scream that sounded like Timmy. I poofed out of the fish bowl to see Timmy still in his pajamas, scrambling to find his outfit for the day. "What's the matter Timmy?" Cosmo, who was floating around him, asked. "There was a black out and my alarm didn't go off so I'm late to school!" My godchild said panicking. "Timmy, are you forgetting something?" I said, holding my wand up and making it glow. Cosmo did the same thing, but his didn't glow. Strange…. It's probably nothing. "Oh ya, I wish I am at school fully prepared and not late!" "You got it sport!" POOF!

I, being the one of the last kids to class, took my seat and noticed both Zim and Timmy were not there. Suddenly a pinkish purple could of smoke appeared on Timmy's chair that said 'poof' in purple. The smoke cleared away quickly and Timmy was sitting there. His green and pink note books appeared afterwards. I started twitching. HOW COULD THEY NOT SEE IT! I'M NOT CRAZY! I HAVE TO TELL THEM THAT THAT KID HAS MAGICAL STUFF! SSTTUUUFFFFFFFF! "Are you okay?" Timmy asked me. I was just about to tell Timmy that I know about his fairies, but one of my classmates answered for me. "He's crazy." Another classmate said, "Ya, he usually does this when calling Zim an alien". My classmates are so stupid. "Zim is an alien!" I yelled. It was silent. Then a kid threw an apple at my head and yelled "CRAZY! AND YOUR HEAD IS BIG". Everyone but Timmy laughed. Then I saw Timmy talk to his magic note books, but I couldn't hear him.

"He still looks miserable. What did he wish for?" I asked Cosmo. "Well, he didn't trust me, so he didn't wish for anything." He replied. I was going to say something but a hole appeared in the floor next to the teacher's desk. The hole burst into flames that reached the ceiling, but the flames disappeared after a second, revealing Ms. Bitters. She hovered over the black abyss, then the hole closed, and Ms. Bitters legs appeared. WHAT THE HECK! HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? "Shut up and sit down! I need to teach you about a thing called 'STD'." Ms. Bitters growled. What's a STD?

I wanted so much to laugh at the luck of my fake god child, but the moron I am impersonating wouldn't do that. This is so exiting! I can barely contain the enjoyment I am currently experiencing! Timothy Tiberius Turner, my long time enemy, will finally get what he deserves!

I sat next to Timmy at lunch again today. Yesterday at detention, I hacked the school's security cameras and watched Timmy and his magic things very closely. I noticed that his notebooks had faces! Knowing everybody in this town wouldn't believe me, so all I did was memorize both faces. When it got to lunch time, the muffin and milk carton also had the same faces. I got to watch until past me walked away, then Ms. Bitters ripped my computer away and growled at me. I started studying his pink muffin to see if it still looked the same. It did. Timmy was staring at his food, probably traumatized by the lesion. Ms. Bitters showed pictures. It made me feel sick to think about our lesion, so I started observing the green milk carton. Before I got very far, Timmy mumbled "I wish I didn't know what a STD was." "Are you sure you want to do that Timmy?" the milk asked. Wait, there's something different about that voice. It sounded the same, but it sounded slightly… forced? Ya, forced I think. And it was slightly hesitant on saying 'Timmy', like it wanted to say something else. WOW, I'M REALLY OBSERVENT TODAY! It must be because Zim didn't show up to school. Hey, what's Zim doing anyway? "Can you at least get rid of the pictures" Timmy asked. I was probably too distracted by thought to hear a small chunk of the conversation. Now I'm focused. "Sure thing sport." The muffin said. The muffin sprouted a small hand with a wand glowing yellow that disappeared shortly afterward. A wand. Fairies? Her voice was the same naggy one as before. What was with the green thing then? Timmy started eating his food, probably forgetting those images, so I started observing the green fairy thing obsessively. It looked the exactly same as yesterday. I was about to stop stalking Timmy's milk and actually enjoy having his company, but then me and the milk locked eyes. I was going to look away, but I couldn't. The milks smile got bigger. This made me feel as if Gaz was threatening me. How was I scared of smiling milk!? The milks eyes narrowed, still smiling. I could sense the evil in it that was definitely not there yesterday, it smiled bigger. The green eyes turned blood red, I could hear laughing in my brain. Evil laughing. HELP ME! THIS THING IS GOING TO KILL ME! WHY CAN'T I LOOK AWAY! HEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLPP…. Were's Zim? He's planning to take over the world, isn't he? Not if I can help it! Last time I saw him he was running away from the HUGE teeth of the new kid. Is that why I'm sitting with him and not Gaz? That must be the reason. Hey, he can help me show the alien for what he really is! His name was Timmy, wasn't it? I looked at his grayish brown muffin and gray milk carton. Why did that milk give me chills?