Le' No Own Invader Zim! I wish I did... BUT I DON'T! I make no monies off this fanfic. It is for entertainment purposes only. I do however own my OC's: The Roberts Family, and Amber.
Chapter Three "Busted"
"You can't be serious?" I asked. Glaring at her. I really didn't know why it offended me so much that she wanted to turn in 'our little discovery' but it did. BIG TIME.
"One hundred percent! Scientists have been trying to prove alien life for years! We could be rich!"
"Amber... Do you know what they could do to him?"
"Yeah. Some experiments. Maybe an autopsy." My eyes widened. She was saying that like it was nothing. Like it wouldn't kill him! She does know what an autopsy is right?
"Amber..."
"What? Come on you just got here! It's not like killing it would affect your life anyway!"
"YOU'RE STILL KILLING SOMEBODY!" I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down. It didn't work entirely just enough to keep myself from yelling at the top of my lungs. "You know what? We don't even have any real proof." I said, trying with all my might to not scream at her for calling Zim an 'it'.
"Real proof?! Does the word armada mean anything to you?!"
"He didn't really full-on confess he was an alien! Besides were you recording that conversation?"
"Well...no. Hey! Didn't he say he had a call to take? Maybe it's not too late!" She yelled grabbing me by the wrist. EW. Gross. He went in the BOYS' bathroom to take that call. Amber must have seen my disgust because she glanced at me "Relax. No one in their right mind actually USES these bathrooms." I sighed a breath of relief but still. Gross.
We stepped in quietly and hid in a corner. It was disgusting. The supposed-to-be white walls were a beige color. Half of the tile on the floor was cracked, the other half missing entirely, and I'm pretty sure I saw a rat giving birth in the one of the other corners. But sure enough there was Zim talking to a holographic screen. The screen showed a small grey robot with bright cyan blue eyes.
"Then the squirrel ate all the tacos!" It screeched. Zim looked at it, obviously annoyed.
"Is that ALL you wanted to tell me GIR?"
"Awww mastah's upset. You know what'll make you feel better? I'll let you play with pig!"
"GIR, Do you know how much risk I'm taking just by just answering this call?"
"Yes! Wait a minute. No."
Amber grabbed my wrist pulling me closer to get a better look, but she slid on a puddle of water, and we both landed with a thud. Zim spun around instantly, His eyes wide.
"HUMANS?!"
"I-I can explain!" I yelled.
Zim's eyes narrowed, waiting impatiently for an answer. I felt fear wash over me. He cut the transmission. I had to come up with an excuse. Something? Anything?! I glanced at Amber maybe she could read my terrified gaze, maybe she would come up with something. I was wrong, horribly wrong. She sat there staring wide-eyed at where the hologram once was.
"You're a-" She cut off before she spoke again. "Dib isn't insane? You're actually an alien? But how? Sure, you were weird but I never would have thought that-" She cut off again, completely and utterly flabbergasted.
"Heh? Oh no the Dib-thing IS insane. I am perfectly normal."
"No you're not! Normal people don't have robots that tell them about some squirrel-taco incident!"
Zim had a small look of surprise that she had figured it out, it only lasted a second. He frowned.
"Ugh. Great now I'm going to have to replace your brain. That's going to take hours." He complained drifting into a mumble. "Stupid humans. Wasting the mighty Zim's time."
Fear washed over me once again. Replace our brains with what?!
"NOT ON MY WATCH ALIEN-SCUM!"
That voice. Dib! I scooted over to where my back was against the wall. A normal person would have ran for those lives but NOPE not me I had to stay and watch the action. Okay fine. I'll admit it. I was too scared to move but come on some alien thing just threatened to remove your brain. You'd be scared too!
"Dib-thing! Wait, how did you get out of that locker?" Zim asked, confused.
"I used my incredible spy skills to -" Dib started but glanced at Zim. "The kid forgot his science book and...He kind of found me."
Zim confused look turned into a smirk.
I watched in horror as four long slender poles came out of his 'backpack', heisting him into the air.
"Of all the times I choose today to forget my camera." Dib mumbled staring up at Zim. I was surprised he didn't seem scared, not even a little. How often did these two fight? Sure they got into arguments but this? This was insane!
"You can't kill me now." Dib said nonchalantly
"Eh? Why not?" Zim's confused look returned.
"Because in case you forgot we're in public. The bathrooms are vacant but the walls aren't soundproof. I scream and the principal runs in seeing you pinning me to a wall with your PAK-legs then BAM! You're exposed."
"Gah! Curse you Dib!" The legs retracted and he shot us a cold glare.
"Zim shall take care of you later." He hissed, pointing a sharp talon in our faces before marching out, mumbling to himself.
Dib reached his hand out to help me up. I pushed his hand away, and got up myself. He did the same to Amber only she happily accepted, blushing all the way.
"Believe me now?"
WOOP WOOP! Chapter Three! Plus Amber blushies! :D
Until next time,
Invader Zora signing off! *Salutes*
