In her past life, friendship had been a tricky thing for Ann to understand. Her friendships with people were often brief and she gained and loosed them the way most people gained and lost goldfish. She wasn't sure what her problem could be, and since no one would tell her what it was, she stumbled through her life blind in that area. In her brand new life that was no exception. Throughout nursery school and the early years of grade school she really didn't understand why people thought she was so strange. She was careful not to tell everyone her old memories and didn't talk about horoscopes, tea leaves, and palm readings. Whatever the case was, she went through life being friends with her sister and sometimes Dib.

Dib, just like in the show, was obsessed with the paranormal. However, unlike the show, Dib often pushed people away in favor of his escapades. Whenever there was a play date to be had at the park, Dib usually put it off for trying to catch the ninja-zombie-ghosts that he claimed haunted his toilet. Whenever they decided to go out to pizza he would put it off for catching the vampire plants at the park. While Ann understood that there was a high chance of those things existing, the show proved that the paranormal did exsist even if half the planet was too stupid to see it, she thought that it was rude to decide not to show up at the last minute or to put things off completely without saying anything.

As such they were more pass and go friends. She was more than happy to be his friend during the times he needed one, but she didn't go out of her way to invite him to places. Instead she allowed him to come to her. It was amazing how often those fanfics showed people being all cozy friends with Dib.

And even more amazing with Gaz.

Like the show Gaz was stand offish and wanted nothing to do with people. However, now that she had met her in person, Ann could sense some arrogance with it. She knew she was smarter than the majority of people around her, and she wanted nothing to do with anyone idiotic. Even with Selena, who was a complete video game nerd, she made it clear she wanted nothing to do with her.

All of this resulted in Selena being one of the only people she hung out with. Depending on how you thought of Selena determined if it was a good thing. But that was fine with Ann, the human race was a cluster of idiot morons who either needed some smart pills or to be weeded out before they infected others with their stupidity. At first one would think all the stupid things done and said were because the kids were in kindergarten and Ann had the mind of a twenty year old. Fine. But y the time they were in third grade Ann knew that humanity was completely and utterly screwed. If it wasn't for Dib, and Zim's strange obsessive personality, the rock would have been obliterated by the third episode of the show. It wasn't even that the skool system was terrible, it was teaching legitimate things, it was the people themselves.

And so Ann bumped along through life in a boring haze of words and numbers thanks to school, alien talks thanks to her Aunt, and sparse visits from he father that usually resulted in her father crying after her mother beat him with a frying pan. When Ann reached fifth grade school became far more interesting, not because she gained friends, but more because every time a new student came she was on edge. She was just waiting for Ms. Bitters monotonous talks of doom to become an introduction of some random boy without a nose and a strange skin condition.

And it was surprising when he finally did come...

Ann stared at the fire on Josh's desk, the bright red flames licking the ceiling. All of the students were crowded around it with their homework on a bunch of sticks, Ms. Bitters ignoring them. "Wow, I didn't know you could do that with chocolate and soap."

"Have you seen what's in the chocolate?" Selena said. "I think half that junk is illegal in two hundred countries! Besides, it tastes like sulfur with a chocolate after taste."

"Poop chocolate is amazing," A boy said. "you have no idea what you're talking about!"

There was a heavy knock on the door and someone dosed the out the water. In a whir of color, smell, and scuffing the entire class was back in formation, not a single hair out of place and books out. If Ann hadn't known they were roasting papers just a minute ago she would have thought they were listening to Ms. Bitters go on about the planet dying. Speaking of the old woman, her entire face was curled up in anger as she stared at something behind the rusted door. "Come in, stop keeping the class waiting."

She moved away and in came Zim, marching like the best of soldiers. He stood in front of the class, his fake blue eyes peering around before settling and looking almost normal. Now most people would probably be absorbing whatever it was that came out of his mouth in awe, Ann was far more preoccupied in staring. Even from her place towards the back of the class, it was impossible to mistake Zim for a alien looked nearly exactly the same as in the show, a glaring difference was the fact that his teeth were sharper and that if you payed attention you could see some movement from his wig. Aside from that the alien looked like his show counter part with his green skin, pinkish red eyes, and ridiculous military uniform.

Ann peeked a glance and nearly laughed at how his jaw was dropped and a single finger pointed at Zim, like he was some kind of unique attraction. Biting her bottom lip she turned her attention back to Ms. Bitters, who had decided to start the lesson on the universe imploding on itself. However she was immediately cut off by Zim, who had thought it was appropriate to stand on his desk and raise both hands. Ms. Bitters, begrudgingly, acknowledged his existence.

"In the event of say...a full scale alien invasion, how prepared do you think this planet's defenses would be? Tell me."

Ms. Bitter's raised an eye before speaking again. "As I was saying, the universe is just doomed. Doomed. Doomed. Doooooooomed."

As Ms. Bitters launched into her doom rant, Dib said the words that would begin the epic, if not ridiculous, struggle that had made Nicktoons infamous. "Okay. Am I the only one who sees the alien sitting in class?"

Everyone began looking around the room as if expecting the alien to be clinging to the ceiling, snarling and hissing all kinds of acidic goop. The boy jabbed a finger in Zim's direction in disbelief. "There! Right there! That is no kid, it's an alien. An ALIEN! One of the monsters I've been talking about! He's here to conquer Earth-"

"Oh, not this again." Zita cut him off. "You're crazy."

Dib climbed onto his desk. "What about his horrible green head?"

"You fool boy! It's a skin condition."

Ann could practically hear the smirk in his words. It was obvious that Zim had done some looking up on the planet...Or he was just pissing in the dark and hoping that humans had skin conditions. Well it was his lucky day, humans had a plethora of skin conditions, some of them worse than green skin.

"Well he's got no ears!" Dib said. "Is that part of your skin condition, Zim? No ears?"

There was silence for several moments before he bowed his head. "Yes."

"Man Dib, just because someone looks different, you can call them an alien?" Corey said.

Josh pointed a thumb behind him. "I guess Old Kid's an alien too, huh?"

The withered up old man next to Ann raised a hand. "How's it goin'?"

Dib got off his desk and went up to the board where an already drawn human male and Zim was proudly displayed. Actually sitting in the class, Ann was confused of where it even came from.

"This is us, and over here," He tapped his pointer on Zim's scribble. "this is Zim. See the difference? Anyone? Questions?"

"Yeah," Jeff said. "what's wrong with you?" All you talk about is aliens, and ghosts, and-"

Ann began tuning them out. It was really a valiant thing that Dib was trying to do, but it was pretty pointless. No one was going to believe him, and it was a waste of time trying to get them to see otherwise. It was actually a bit heartbreaking to see the moment of almost triumph on his face, and then see it dashed in a matter of seconds.

"What about you, Ann?" Dib said, breaking said girl out of her pop corn chomping moment. "You believe me, right?"

Zim twisted around and his gaze glossed over the classroom until his eyes fixated and narrowed on her. So this was the moment of decision, when she would decide what side she was on. She already knew that this wasn't a fanfiction, that she couldn't play both sides of the fence. While she was 'friends' with Dib she really hated the humans here. All of them were stupid, ungrateful, and it would probably be doing the galaxy a service to destroy them. On the other hand that would probably mean slavery on this idiot planet, and Ann didn't like being told what to do...

"I doubt it Dib," Selena said, her elbows on her desk and her hands propping up her head. "He looks almost like my Aunt after she's eaten too many hot peppers."

"Don't people turn red after that?"

"You clearly haven't met my aunt." Selena's gaze shifted to Ann. "What about you, Sis?"

So Selena was going to side with Zim? Or was she worried about the state of her organs? "Well...Selena has a point, Dib..."

Dib's face fell, but before he could say anything the bell rang and the class began escaping the school out the window, through the main door, and out of the vents. Ann packed up her things and went over to Selena's desk, which was in the second row next to Zita, and waited for her sister to gather up her things. "So he's here."

"Yup," Ann watched Dib run out of the class, no doubt getting ready to ambush Zim. "in all his tiny glory."

Selena slung her backpack over her shoulder. "So, last one home does the dishes?"

"You're on."

When the girls got home the apartment was empty. Their mother wasn't due for the next few hours, and their aunt was busy doing whatever it was she did at her assemblies. Now that the girls were old enough to be on their own, Jane had told the girls to learn to cook...No teaching, no cookbooks, she just stocked the fridge and expected them to do it. The woman was immensely lucky that Selena had the mind of a sixteen year old, most of the time, but that she also knew how to cook. Before long the smelling of frying onions, sizzling meat, and roasting bread wafted through out the house.

Ann moaned as she fell onto the overstuffed couch and clicked on the television. "Time to catch up on my soaps."

The TV blared to life and instead of seeing the over made up woman that was usually on the show, she saw the dreary looking news anchor. "With a traffic crash this big caused by two children, it's unknown when Cocker Street will be open again. Now back to your normal and very pointless broadcasting."

"So the destruction has begun."

Selena peeked her head into the room. "Really? I didn't think they caused a car crash."

"Apparently they did." Ann said. "But as long as it's away from us, it doesn't really matter."

"Is that why you chose to believe Zim?"

Ann nodded. " I like my organs where they are...And my life. I know I can get reincarnated and all, but I don't even want to know how Zim would do me in."

"Wow, I didn't even think of all that." She said slowly. "I just didn't want Zim to hate me right off the bat."

"Of course you didn't... So we agree that we don't know ZIm is an alien and to never believe Dib unless forced?"

"Agreed!"

Ann turned back to her show, turning up the volume. For the next three hours it was more or less quiet. The girls ate their burgers, Selena washed dishes, and they began tackling their homework just before their mother came home. It was already dark when Jane finally came through the door, the stench of weat and grease coming in along with it. She greeted them with a kiss before going to devour Selena's food.

""Tastes good as always, Sel." She said in between a bite. "So how was school?"

"We got a new student!" Selena said.

"Really?" Jane raised an eyebrow. "That happens practically every few months. You'd think Ms. Bitters was eating those kids."

"Well this one's different." Ann said. "He's got a serious skin condition and stuff, don't get freaked out when you see him on parent teacher night next week."

"I'm sure it can't be that bad." Jane said. "Everything happens for a reason. Maybe he will create a cure for his disease. Science explains plenty of things, and usually people who suffer something or someone close to them suffer something, they look for ways to get rid of it. Basic survival instinct really."

It was almost funny that her mother was saying Zim was a cure for being an Irken. After all, he almost destroyed his own race and managed to kill two of his Tallest. No, the only cure that Zim would be was a cure for the never ending boredom that came with living in this world...That or the cure for human stupidity, one or the other, she really didn't care which.

The next day Dib had actually come by the girls' apartment building in order to walk to school with them.

Ann tilted her head to the side, some of her blonde hair getting in her face. "Wow, you haven't been here in awhile. You need something?"

"Not really." He said. "I just wanted to ask you a little question-"

"No, I don't think Zim's an alien."

"How'd you know I'd say that?"

Ann crossed her arms and leaned on the door frame. "I've known you since we were five, Dib. It's not hard to figure out. Being that predictable could make you a target for aliens though, if they decided to watch you."

"Hey you're right-wait a minute." His eyes narrowed. " That's not the point here! How could you of all people not think Zim is an alien! I mean look at him! Green skin, no ears, no noes. Do I need to divine our future and show you all the destruction he's going to cause!"

"Hey, I don't talk trash about your hobbies, don't talk bad about mine."

Dib shook his head. "Really, I don't get it. Can you really look at Zim and think he's not an alien?"

"Yeah."

The boy stared at her for several minutes before backing away. "Fine then, I'll see you at school."

"See you then."

She shut the door and turned around, just to find Selena only inches in front of her face. She frowned and pushed her away and went to their room, ready to change out of her night dress. "So what was Dib talkin' about?"

"Our stance on Zim."

"Oh." Selena sat on the bottom bunk. "You know, we should probably make an escape route or something for when Dark Harvest shows up. I don't want to be like that poor kid who had the explosive thing in place of his liver."

Ann stopped tugging on her blue shirt and turned to stare at her sister, her brain almost shutting down on itself. Just because she knew what was going to happen didn't mean she knew when any of the events would happen.

"ARGH! Screw that Irken!"

I didn't expect to get such an overwhelming response for this story, so thank you everyone for reading/reviewing/faving/following. I thought it was shit, but you all think wrong so I'll continue it.

To answer nightmaster000. That is explained in this chapter.

And to answer CupcakeTrue. Thank you for the advice, but I'm a veteran to making Ocs. You'll notice within this chapter that Ann and Selena don't even have any real friends, haven't mentioned their deaths, their looks aren't described for paragraphs, and they haven't even forced themselves into any events.

As for Lisa Violet, I think the answer is obvious now.

And now I shall add a fun fact each chapter. Why? Because there was so many drafts of this story, it's ridiculous. So here it is.

Fun Fact: Ann and Selena were originally supposed to be birth sisters. They were changed later on since I decided it would be too Mary-Sueish for a pair of sisters to die around the same time and wind up in the same dimension.