"Today only, every meal is half price!"

"Bring your family, it's kid's night!"

"YOU EAT FOOD HERE NOW!"

It was just Zim's luck that they crashed on one of the busiest days on Foodcourtia. Something about being surrounded by ugly strangers made the invader's skin crawl. He swallowed hard as he traversed through the hustling crowd. "Out of my way! Move it! I'm walking here!" he yelled to get past large bodies. Dib followed, but did not have as easy of a time getting through.

"Zim, wait up! Hey! Zim!"

The Irken rushed to his enemy and covered his mouth. "Shh!" Zim ordered. He looked around to make sure no one heard his name. No one seemed to have. He was safe, for now. Zim released Dib, who gasped for air. "What's the idea, Zi-"

Again, Zim covered his noise tube. "For future reference, they do not like me hear. They really don't. So unless you want to suffer alongside with me, you'll keep your mouth shut. Got it?"

Dib nodded in confirmation. Zim released him and the two continued forward. "If we are to successfully take a ship," Zim began, "I will need a disguise. If we get caught it's game over. Hmm…"

He looked around in search of a good costume. None of the other pedestrians' clothing really caught his eye. Then he saw a rather large man with ridiculous glasses and an angular hat. Bingo.

"Harder! Give it your all!"

Over and over again the workers pushed at the door. By now they had given up all hope of escaping their makeshift prison cell. "Is this the best you can do?!" Almighty Tallest Red demanded. The workers simultaneously rolled their eyes. They continued their labors until finally the door fell to the ground. "We're free! Hooray!" Almighty Purple cheered.

They all exited the room without hesitation. After taking a moment to appreciate his freedom, Tallest Red punched a fist into his other hand. "When I find that Zim, I'm gonna make him hurt," he stated almost robotically.

"Then you may wish to follow me."

Everyone turned upon hearing the voice. Tak and Mimi were standing triumphantly before them. Apparently she was not locked up with them. Go figure. "Zim was attempting to corrupt the Massive's main computer system, but I have stopped him," she explained; "I've trapped him in this room. He's all yours."

She and Mimi moved aside to reveal the room in question. The workers immediately rushed inside. "Thank you, young Irken," Red said; "And no hard feelings on not being an invader, right?"

"Of course, my Tallest."

With that, both leaders joined their lackeys in the room. "Zim!" Purple cried out; "Prepare for unspeakable pain!"

They looked around. "Hey, Zim's not-"

The door slammed in their faces. "What's the idea?! Let us out!" they begged, but their pleas fell on deaf ears. Tak chuckled at her nefarious deed. "No hard feelings at all. Come, Mimi. We have work to do," she ordered. The robot removed its fist from the panel it had just destroyed and followed its master out of the Massive.

Zim, now adorned with obnoxious headwear, strutted along the streets of Foodcourtia with confidence. No one would ever be able to recognize him now. NO ONE! Dib followed close by, a lame expression drawn on his face. No one would ever be fooled by this. NO ONE!

"If I remember correctly, the taxi company should be in that direction."

"That's a wall."

"Eh? Hmm, erm… That direction! Eh? That way!"

And so the two marched. With their determination, nothing could stop them. They shoved past every passerby, leaped over every hobo, and shoved past some more passersby. Soon the cab company was just a walking distance away. It was almost too easy. The two fugitives began to take the first step of the rest of their lives, when a panicking woman with a child literally rushed right to them, invading their personal space.

"TAKE MAH BABY! TAKE HIM, PLEASE!" she screeched, shoving the infant in Zim's face. The baby stared blankly at the Irken as drool dripped from its mouth. Its eyes slowly moved in opposite directions.

"Get out of my way, crazy woman-thing!" Zim demanded.

"HE SAID HE LIKES YOU, SO TAKE HIM!"

She persisted in shoving the boy in front of Zim. The invader squirmed and jerked to get away, but it was useless. Wherever he turned, that baby's blank glare followed. It was relentless! Then it happened. The baby raised its left hand and with a surprising amount of force, slapped the disguise right off of Zim's head. The entire planet went silent as the glasses and hat fell to floor.

Zim and Dib looked around. The entire community was staring at them. Or rather, staring at Zim. Hushed chattering could be heard amongst them. The two fugitives began fearing the worst.

"Hey! It's the guy! The guy on the wanted poster!" a voice in the crowd exclaimed, finally breaking the silence. Zim and Dib looked at the buildings around them. Hundreds upon hundreds of wanted posters with the Irkens faced dominated the walls. Below the picture it read: "WANTED: ALIVE. ZIM. If found, bring to Shloogorgh's Flavor Monster. LARGE MONEY REWARD."

"How long were those posters there?" Dib asked incredulously. It did not matter, though. Everyone had seen all they needed to see.

"GET HIM! GET ZIM!"