I'm all itchy. Ew. Today was career day... and I was a front door greeter. It was pretty fun. I don't have much to say... so I'll leave it at this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim.

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Lost in the Sun
Let's Get Started
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"Yeah, I see what you mean," Dib nodded his head and entered his big walk-in closet. He moved the cordless phone from one side of his ear to the other and rested it on his shoulder to be able to look for clothing.

"So when do you think we can leave on this filthy human road trip?"Zim said on the other line, also looking at clothes.

"Hmm? Oh, well I'm hoping to leave on my birthday since I'm turning 18. What a way to celebrate!" Dib threw a hand full of t-shirts and jeans onto his bed. His sister, the gloomy and creepy Gaz suddenly appeared in the door way and leaned against the door frame. She took a long drag from her cigarette and watched him hurl his clothes around the room and talk on the phone.

"Dib, get off the phone." Dib kept talking about where he and Zim would go so she yelled this time, "Dib, get the hell off the phone!" He looked up at her wide eyed and nodded.

"Hey Zim, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later." He hung up the phone and looked at her.

"Why do you have to be so perfect? Why do you get to be the favorite? Why do you get to have friends and I don't? Why do you and your little boyfriend get to take a road trip together when I can't even talk to somebody except you at school? Tell me, why do you have to be the genius and me the dumb Goth?" She glared at his path and waited for his reply by taking another drag.

"What are you talking about? I'm far from perfect. My only friend is Zim. Everybody hates me because they think I'm a freak! Oh, I'm sorry I study for my tests and you don't. And I don't choose the clothing you wear and that you smoke at age 16."

"Oh Dib, get over yourself. Road trip? Ha! You wouldn't last a day out there with those strangers! You need to get over your little boy-crush on Zim and get with reality! At least I have more balls than you."

"I do not have a boy-crush on Zim. Get out of my room! Leave!" He ran over and slammed the door in his younger sister's face. Tears started to swell up in his eyes and he started shoving his clothes into his suitcase as fast as he grabbed them. He slammed the lid shut and threw the case out of his open window. He stopped suddenly at the sound of a clap of thunder and the quiet patters of the rain falling on his window. He frantically ran back into his closet and grabbed his black umbrella.

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"Dib human, why are you wet? You have that filthy umbrella with you. Why haven't you used it?" Zim opened his door and stood about 5 feet away from it to be sure not to get wet from the pouring rain. He was down in the base getting some needed rest he hadn't taken for a few days, still half asleep in his Irken Pjs and night cap covering his antennas. "...Are you crying? Come in, come in."

Dib shuffled in the door and sat down his suit case and started take off his shoes. Gir was sitting on the couch the Scary Monkey Show and screamed, "Big-headed boy!" and jumped on Dib's head squeezing it in a hug. He immediately stopped and looked Dib straight in the eye. "Is Dib feeling bad? What's wrong with your eyeball?"

"Nothing, Gir," Dib pulled him off of his head and sat him back on the couch. He was soon met with a pair of sweat pants and a long navy t-shirt with the Irken symbol in the middle. Dib roughly wiped a few tears off of his cheek.

"Put those on. You'll get sick if you leave your wet clothes on. Don't be surprised- I have some normal clothing. I don't know why I still have clothing with my people's symbol, but I think it reminds me of home." Zim lowered his head and smiled a little. Even though it was all a lie... being an almost invader made him feel infinite.

Dib nodded his head and went to go find the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and closed the lid on the toilet seat so he could sit down. He pealed off his black jeans and they landed with a plop on the tile floor. Soon he was standing naked, cold and shivering. He could see his sister now, if she was there, rolling her eyes at his weakness. He found the hidden pair of clean underwear rolled up in the shirt. He slipped them on and then started on the rest of the clothes.

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"I want to leave now; that's why I came. Zim, I can't take this any longer! I have my licence- we can go steal that van that's in the junkyard, take my dad's licence plates and put them on the van. And we can be gone before the sunrise! Oh please, Zim." Dib was drinking a cup of coffee with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. They were sitting across from each other at the kitchen table.

"Are you sure you want to go now?" A concerned look washed over Zim's face. He had never seen Dib so upset yet determined before. Dib nodded, so he nodded.

"Okay, then we need to start immediately with the plan."

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Okay, so once again, this is a bit of a short chapter, but satisfying. I hope you guys are enjoying this as much as I am writing it! Haha. Thanks for your reviews )

-Bee Bop

Until Next Time...