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"How the Irk did I end up here?"

The confused alien looked around woozily, trying to make sense of the situation. He had to admit, he wasn't liking what he was seeing thus far. Everything was bright and colourful, something he was definitely not used to…or particularly liked.

He stepped out the smouldering Voot Cruiser, dusting his uniform off. For some reason, the upbeat happy air here was having some weird effect on it, almost changing the colours of his prized Irken Invader outfit. It was…kind of disturbing.

He scanned the horizon, trying to piece together where to go from here, before noticing a faint moan coming from beneath his ship. He jumped, ready to attack it. But the person beneath didn't really seem to pose a threat…seeing as all Zim could see of him was his broken legs jutting out from beneath his ship, two lovely red boots attached to each foot. They were definitely Irken boots, and nice ones at that. Zim's darted around, making sure the coast was clear before he quickly snatched them, "It's not stealing; it's borrowing indefinitely."

With a quick switch around of the boots, he began making tracks along the gold-painted road before him, hoping it would lead him somewhere decent. Though his ship was beyond repair and he was stranded in this strange place, he still had a mission to carry out.

This path seemed never ending to Zim. He couldn't really see it leading up to anything, and all that surrounded him now were happy trees that almost seemed to be smiling at him. It was freaking him the hell out.

This was turning out to be a fun trip.

After half an hour of walking – especially in stylish, yet very uncomfortable boots – Zim decided to take a breather, leaning against a fence now near the pathway. The woodlands had been replaced with a muddy landscape containing disgusting hog-beasts. The smell alone was compelling him to continue walking, but he was desperate for just a moment's rest.

He took deep breaths in and out, trying to gain some strength for what he knew was going to be a lot of work. All of a sudden, he leapt into the air, something daring to touch him on the shoulder. He could have sworn it was the wet snout of one of the beasts behind him, daring to soil Zim's clean pristine flesh. But no. It was the cold hand of another. A dark, scary creature that looked so out of place in this herd. It was a young woman dressed in black attire, looking none-too-friendly. And kind of familiar to the frightened Invader.

"Who…who dares to touch the Almighty…?!" he was about to start, but was interrupted by the creepy girl's sneer. He looked her over, "What exactly are you?"

"Who knows?" she groaned folding her arms, "We just needed characters to fill the plot. Apparently, I'm scary enough to scare away the dragons that often fly through here, trying to catch a few of these pigs for lunch."

"Huh."

"So who the hell are you, and why are you here bothering me and my pigs?"

Zim stood proudly, "I am the Amazing…!"
"Bored already," she yawned, looking down as a piglet trotted past her. Zim sighed, "Look, scary-dragon-scare-lady! I must find the person in charge of this land!"
"We don't really seem to have one of those after the great Professor left this place to go work on the moon. But the Wizard seems to believe he runs this place."

"The Wizard, you say?"

"Yeah, he's some weirdo with a big head and who talks a lot…sometimes to himself, even."

"Fascinating."

"I need to go see him. Apparently, I need a heart," she sighed, stepping over the fence to join the confused alien.

"Apparently?"

"Do I look like the type of person who needs more love in them?" she grimaced, walking past him.

He shrugged. She continued, "Besides, he owes me five bucks anyways."

"Huh?"

"Shut up and follow me. We have a long way to travel, and you wouldn't like me when it's dark out."

The Irken gulped, following close behind.

"This land is too bright and colourful. It is making my headache worse," Zim groaned, rubbing his thumping temples.

"Poor space-baby," the dark girl muttered.

"Someone should fix it. It's very annoying."

"You're annoying."

Zim glared at her, "You're not very friendly, are you?"

"Are you?" she replied smugly, eyeing him.

"I am an Irken Invader! I do not have time to be friendly!"

"Sure," she drew out, aggravating the Irken further.

"Must you be so…?!"

Before the angered Irken had time to react, he found himself on the ground, screaming for help. Something had leapt from the trees and had begun hugging his face rather tightly, screaming like a lunatic at him, "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

"Get off me!" Zim screeched, trying to fling the annoying, high-pitched pint off of him.

The metallic little man leapt off and stared blankly at him with wide blue eyes, "Okay."

Zim panted for air, having his wits scared out of him, "What the Irk? Who are you?"

"I don't know," the robot admitted, "But I is made of Tin! Wheee Hoooo!"

The dark woman rolled her eyes, folding her arms again. Zim stood, dusting himself off. Damn, this little Tin Man seemed familiar to him as well, "Why did you attack me?"

"Your head looked nice. I want it!"

"Er…okay."

"Where you going, Green Man and creepy Lady?!"

"We're off to see the Wizard," Zim replied, folding his arms as well.

"The Wonderful Wizard of…?"

"NO SINGING!" the two screamed at the bot, the frightened thing hiding behind a rock for protection. He looked back up at them, shaking slightly from the blow, "Can I come?"

"Why? What would you need from him…besides the obvious need for a brain?" Zim shrugged.

"A brain?! Great! Let's go!" he joined them, smiling away.

"Wait, we didn't…!" Zim was about to interject but the little robot was lost in his own world, laughing as he began chasing after a bee following the path in front of them. The Irken merely sighed, him and the scary girl slowly following after the irritating Tin bot.

Thankfully, with the crazy robot being distracted by the bee, the trip wasn't very noisy…that was until a blood-curdling scream filled the air suddenly, Zim yelling out in confusion and fear. The robot – with some form of delayed reaction – screamed five seconds afterwards, nearly scaring the alien again.

"Sounds like that stupid ant again," the girl croaked, looking very unimpressed with everything around her.

"An Ant?" Zim asked, following her as she began walking towards a few bushes.

"Yeah. Long antennae with weird pink eyes. Kinda looks like a fat version of you, actually," she pulled apart the bushes, revealing a very frightened looking Irken.

"Skoodge?!" Zim barked, the Irken jumping at the mention of his name. When seeing his long lost companion, he smiled slightly, "Zim?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Irk if I know. I don't like this place. Gosh, it's made me so afraid, this place. Please," he gripped hold of Zim's shirt, looking desperate, "Take me back with you! Please!"

Zim snapped the other's hands away, "Release me! My Tallest, you are so cowardice!"

"Why not go speak to the Wizard to see if he'll give you courage or something idiotic like that?" the dark girl enquired out of jest.

"I've been meaning to, but…been too afraid to move from this spot," he quivered, looking around.

Zim rolled his eyes, "Let us just go and get this over with! This story is getting more ridiculous the longer we tell it!"

So, off the four travellers went, strolling down what seemed to be the never-ending road. After a while, the little robot mentioned something, "Wasn't there meant to be some evil Witch chasing after us?"

"She was meant to make a return, but we got cancelled, so…" the dark girl mentioned, not quite paying attention.

"Wait, what?" Zim pondered, not quite understanding the statement.

"Shut up!"

The alien sighed, wondering why she even had a noise maker when she just used it to throw random comments into the air!

Eventually, after what seemed like months of walking and groaning and tiredness, they reached the city! The supposed city where this Wizard apparently lived. It had a lovely navy blue colour to it with black and grey highlights caused by the light reflections.

The girl mumbled once more, "This should be good."

They walked slowly into the smouldering smoky lair, the lighting eerie and…blue. A flash of a bright beam got their attention as out from the smoke came a huge talking head! "I am the great and Powerful…!"

"Why is his head so big?!" the robot yelped out.

"Wha – my head is not big!"

"It is a little," the frightened Skoodge hiccupped.

"Gosh, why does everyone say that?! You know…" and with that, the smoke disappeared as out walked a normal Human figure dressed in a long shimmering cloak, looking distressed.

The robot laughed, "His head is so big!"

"Alright, what do you all want? What are you doing here?" he huffed, folding his arms as he stood before them.

"Are you not the Wizard who can accomplish anything in this land…this place's leader!?" Zim enquired, eyeing him.

"I…suppose. And who exactly are you?"

"I am…!"

Yet again, he was interrupted by the freaky young lady, "Hey, doofus. You owe me."

"Ah, yes; my dear sibling, Gaz. Hmm, well, I know you've been meaning to get yourself a heart, but even I don't have the power to make you feel love. So how about a Game Slave III instead?"

He snapped his fingers, and from a slot in the roof fell the latest greatest toy, "Done."

And with that she was off, but not before yelling out, "You still owe me five bucks!"

The Wizard sighed, looking down at the tiny robot clinging to his leg, "And…uh, what is it that you want…little Tin Man…robot-thing?"

"I wants to be smart! Make me smarts!" he cried.

The Wizard shook his head as he looked up, "My dear little robot, I don't think brains would really help you in our world today. So many do without them as is."

The robot stared at him blankly. He snapped his fingers once more, a toy pig falling from the ceiling, "How about this instead?"

The robot clapped and screeched with glee, running off in complete hysteria.

Just as the Wizard moved on to the little Irken, Skoodge; the poor thing screamed in fear and ran off, leaving the Wizard bewildered, "Uh, what just happened?"

With all taken care of, one visitor remained, tapping his foot in an all but impressed manner. The Wizard moved over to him, grinning slightly, "Yes, you were saying?"

Zim cleared his throat, "I am the Great and…oh, forget it. Listen here, Human Meat-Puppet. I have been searching all over the land for someone of your power – and mostly technology – to…help me."

"This is a surprise," the Wizard's grin widened into a smirk.

"Oh, bite me. So please…you must assist Zim in this matter. If you don't…" the Irken paled. The Wizard nodded, "Then I will have no choice but to help you. Both me and my Father, the Professor. But in return, you will have to do something for me."

Though Zim would never have agreed to it…he had to in order to survive. He let out an annoyed breath, but nodded, the Wizard smiling as he gripped hold of the alien's shaky hands, "Calm down, I'm right here with you. I'm here, Zim…"


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