Hey Everybody, CrazyTaco here, I lied about the revisions to chapter 2, I got messed up the major revisions happen later on. I hope you did not expect too much. Don't worry I will leave the angst chapter ( I believe it is chapter 5, but I am not sure.)

I do not own Invader Zim.

Adrian- Are you ever sure?

K2- Yes...No...Maybe...Shut up.

Riley- K2, have you finished even writing the last chapter?

K2- I have the cough idea cough finished.

Riley- SHOULD'NT you be working on that.

K2- I have to fix all the other chapters before finishing that one. Plus, I am kind of stuck.

Riley- Well Adrian and I will help.

Adrian, suddenly brought into the conversation- What I am not doing anything that requires work, make Tabitha do it.

K2- I sob can't sob.

Adrian- Fine stop sniveling, I will help you.

K2, cured of sobbing-YAY!! but first I have to close this, and finish fixing the other chapters or I will spontaneously combust again.

Adrian- fine, I will be right here flinging darts at Drew Trumbell's picture.

K2- Where did you get that?

Adrian- You dont wanna know.

K2 and Riley- o.0

Tabitha- Anyway, on with the chapter.

Audience/readers- FINALLY!!

K2- giggle

Chapter 2- The Green Kid with a Skin Condition called Zim:

Zim looked out the window to his "inconspicuous" home in the small suburbs. His small dysfunctional SIR robot called Gir awakened from his sleep mode and immediately began to babble incoherently to anything, this happened to be a small lamp in Zim's underground base.

"HEEEEELLOOO, I love you lighty up thingy, you are so funny," said the small silver robot with large headlight turquoise cyan eyes, the robot then turned to Zim, "HIIII Master, how are you today. Would you like some waffles, I would like some waffles, with soap, I like soap, and I like tacos too. Yeah, tacos."

Gir was supposed to be the invader's standard information retrieval unit, but Gir was a malfunctioned robot. Still Zim had to admit he kept life on this pathetic backwater planet interesting. He remembered one when Gir had switched minds with the house and the whole taco thing. "I AM ZIM, HATER OF EVERYTHING, AND SOON TO BE RULER OF THIS PATHETIC CESS POOL THEY CALL EARTH," he knew he was shouting and in the jail the humans call Skool, and everybody usually ignored him except for the earth scum Dib-stink. He went upstairs through the toilet in his kitchen from his base, changed into his Irken Invader uniform, for just a moment he gazed at himself in the mirror; he was tall, maybe taller than the tallest. He had pale emerald skin sensitive to the filth the earthlings called water, and Dib had used that against him since his first experience with rain back in fifth grade. How long has that been? Seven years, had he really been on this planet that whole time. Of course seven years was like a week for an Irken who aged slower, due to the fact that they were somewhat mechanical. Zim sighed and took out his plain earthly contacts, and stared at his scarlet ruby eyes, he hated to hide them behind the pathetic earth disguise. Still gazing at his lengthy form, his form was not unlike the form of the worm earth baby Dib. Zim's wiry black wig, which hid his antennae was getting to be useless, he had not revealed his true form to anybody, but the human Dib and his sister Gaz. He shook his head and Gir put waffles on a plate in front of him. The waffles were a light reddish color with little blue things in them.

"Their blueberry and strawberry waffles. Eat them master, they are DELICOUS," screamed Gir in his obnoxious squeaky voice. Zim replied, "Not now Gir I have to get to SKOOL." Gir then proceeded to scream loudly, his robotic tongue flailing. "Okay, okay Gir; I will have but one waffle." Do we really have to do this every morning, Zim pondered "YEAH, I like tacos," shouted Gir and ran out of the room with a giant rubber pig. Zim heard Gir shout in the background, "I LOVE THIS PIG." Zim chuckled to himself, and went out to the graying outdoors of the planet. Zim looked at the sky and sighed today was not his day; the waffles tasted like soap, and after two days of plotting his latest plot, he would have to deal with Dib. Oh, how he hated that Dib-creep. He had gotten the best of him last Friday though. He laughed manically down the street. (hey he is still Zim.) He walked down the lonely silent sidewalk to Skool. When he reached the tall brick building, he felt something hit him, and a burning sensation on the back of his neck. He turned to see the one person he hated more than any of the disgusting earth humans holding a small red thing they called a water balloon.

The hated Earth creature called Dib.

"Hello, Zim, got any plans for me to foil today. Or have you run out," said the obnoxious voice of a seventeen year old Dib bouncing another water balloon in his pale hand. He had not filled it all the way to the top like he planned, but alas he ran out of time this morning. Therefore, he settled for half-full, for he still knew it would cause the alien pain.

"For the matter of fact, I do, and there is no way YOUR RACE OF DISGUSTING HUMANS WILL NOT STOP ME," Zim screamed at Dib.

"Zim, you really are an idiot," Dib said shortly and walked away to the bleak skool building dropping the balloon at Zim's feet causing Zim to scream and jump in pain, alas Zim had forgotten to bathe in paste and dust, and Dib snickered pleasantly to himself at the payback to Zim for what he had done to him on Friday, ugh he shuddered when the thought crossed his mind.

K2- I love Tacos and biscuits. (FUN FACT) Yeah, I know randomosity my genius came up with that word. Memorize that you will be quized on it later.

Adrian- No you wont.

Audience- whew.

Adrian- And you did not create that word, Riley did.

Riley- I did?

K2- No, I did now obey the mighty fist of your creator. Turns to Jack, You obey the fist.

Tabitha- No more Invader Zim for you.

K2- No I need IZ, I need it or else I will spontaneously combust again!!

Tabitha- Sigh, the ramblings are longer than the actual story.

Audience Nods.

Riley- But they are important and funny... mostly funny.puts grape sucker in mouth.

K2- YAY!! Oh yeah closings: Thanks to all my readers and yadda, yadda, yadda. Love to you all. Review please.
And Lots of love to my editor, thanks a bunch even though, you did not do anything to this story. I STILL LOVE YOU ELLEN!!

Adrian- You need help.

K2- No not the little men in the white coats!! They are here for me buiscuits of pure squishy-ness.

Tabitha, grabs K2- Come on, we are going now.

K2- Give me my moose.

Riley- I love Moose, or is it Meeses, or is it mooses?

K2- What if it is Meeses??

Adrian- You are all insane.

Riley and K2- Yep.