I finally got my complete invasion set and I tremble in the light of it's sheer AWESOMENESS!! My family has been giving me wierd looks because I can't stop singing, "bow down... bow down... before the power of santa... or be crushed... be crushed... byyy his jolly boots of doom..."

hahahahah I stayed inside all day yesterday and this morning, watching the whole thing, so my head is still sorting out zim... things. PIZZA !!

okay, please review!!

I'm currently planning a seconf zim fic, this one definitely AU with an OC of my own

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"So, ZIM," said Tallest Red. He put an emphasis on the name, as if it were physically difficult to say.

Zim looked so pathetically eager and sad as to almost appear... cute. The thought sent a shiver down his spine. The first one to think Zim "cute" would be crushed beneath... oh he didn't know, a giant, people-eating cyborg or something insane like that.

He studied the human the tiny Irken had decided to cling to. It appeared to be female... or one of the two genders, anyway. Dark hair. Green eyes, surrounded by white. They were creepy, like they stared into his very soul... he shivered again.

Snacks or no snacks, he wwanted very much to leave this place. The aliens were creepy.

"You shall be stranded here for eternity, and stuff... we'll take your base and leave you that... THING, Gir,... and that human can be your jailer. We'll erase everyone's memory when we go. Here. If you go too far away from her, you'll blow up. You keep this," said Red. He handed a bracelet to Zim that stuck on his wrist and could not be shaken off and he handed a small, palm sized remote to the human, who took it.

"Push that button if he annoys you as much as he does us. Byyyeee!"

Red shoved Purple towards the ship and they both climbed back on and shut the door. As promised, the bottom half of the ship gave a flash and the humans below began to drool. Sad. They were so tall, at least as tall as either of them, but so... not.. smart.

They teleported the majority of Zim's base, leaving only his Voot runner and that little voice changing thingy he used, and they were off.

What a backwards planet.

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She didn't know what to make of it. Aliens?

She didn't have long to think beause once the ship began to hover, there was a bright flash and her mind was wiped blissfully blank. She realised someone was clinging to her lower leg as if their life depended on it.

She looked down and saw a small child-sized... thing. It wasn't human, although it had a human appearance. Its eyes were large and entirely red and its skin was a light shade of green. Mechanical spider legs protruded from its back.

She stood there, not wanting to freak out. She knew it was an alien!

The alien released her once the others started to wwander away, shielding his eyes from view as if blinded by the sun off the snow and once the coast was clear, he looked up at her for the first time.

She was a lot older than the Dib monkey but shorter than the rest of the human filthies he ran across. Dark brown shoulder length hair and bright green eyes, she was dressed entirely in black. He supposed another human might consider her attractive, but all he saw was another filthy earth pig.

"Okay, first we need somewhere to hide my Voot runner. Gir? Any ideas?" he asked. He didn't really expect a good answer. The stupid little robot never knew when to give a good answer.

As predicted, the little robot tilted his head to the side and drooled nonchalantly.

"I dunno."

Zim put a hand to his forehead and closed his eyes. He would need to come up with a genius plan of his own. He hadn't expected the human to become a jailer. Her memory had been erased, too. Great. Just great. Now he would have to listen to her every word and do whatever she said or the devide that had been put on his wrist would make his insides... do explodey things. His squeedily spooch tightened at the very thoughts. Exploding hurt.

He couldn't cloak the Voot runner without the aid of his base, which was now gone. Stupid idea, he reprimanded himself again. All that remained was his voice changing module and his ship. No robot gnomes. No stupid green house. No fence. No anything. There was just an empty lot.

No matter. He didn't need a base and fancy technology to take over Earth! He could do it on his own!

He set the Voot on hover, so it hovered inches off the ground by a remote control and made it follow him down the street. With any luck, no one would notice. They never noticed anything else, he supposed, so why not?

"As you may have noticed, human worm, I am not human," he muttered. He didn't see the point in lying to his jailer, human or not. Jailer was jailer and as long as the bracelet was stuck on his wrist, flashing inconspicuously, he could not get it off. The delicate bones of his wrist were too large for it to be slipped off. The only way to get it off was for one of the Tallest to push a button on their ship.

"I noticed," she said. Her voice was soft and quiet, but not the high, squeally kind of voice he had learned to expect from human females. It was a good thing, too- he would never be able to stand living here with a human jailer who had an annoying voice.

Gir pulled on his dog suit, which by some miraculous fortune of chance, had been left behind, stuck in a bush he had been playing in. He followed them down the street. Zim realised he had no idea where they were going so he stopped and waited for the human to catch up. She caught up in no time, with her longer legs and bigger feet... she was only a few inches taller than he was, but she still walked in loping strides. It was... wierd.

She stuck the little remote control for the bracelet into her pocket and led the way, not letting him out of her sight, he noticed. She was good at this jailing thing. He would have to be careful he didn't explode. He remembered when he had been taken back to foodcourtia while in Skool that day... and the bio scan over the door... pain!! No, exploding was not fun. He would have to be very careful.

She led them all to another cul de sac, to another house on the end that looked almost as different. It had an air of neglect and looked like it was falling apart. The grass was unkempt and there were no lawn ornaments out front. No defences? No perimeters? Not even a lowly guard dog!

It was a good thing he had his Voot runner... and Gir.

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I dunno if I'ma continue this... I'll think on it, cause seriously, no one's reviewing!!