One day, there was, like, the most beuatiful Invader in the world. She was tall, with blue eyes, and long curly lekku, cause that's what other authors call them, so I'll do the same thing. And she had a broken SIR unit as well. He was called, uh, BIR. Anyway, Invader Whore, cause that's her name, lands on Earth, for some reason. She also lands in the exact same town that Dib and zim are in! She came to class, in the same year group as Zim, Dib and Gaz. Even though Gaz is younger than Dib, she's in teir class. 'Hi, My names WHore. I'm gonna give the same entering class speech as Zim and Tak gave, because the author's lazy.' during recess, she went up to Dib. 'Hi, I believe Zims an alien to. I want to chase him with you, and we can go out, and have sex eventually.'

Dib looked up at her. 'Ummm, no.' He skooted over in his seat so he was closer to Gaz, who had paused her game to watch the process.

'And we can be best friends, Gaz! You'll be like my little sister, and we can have sleep over parties, and it'll be so much fun!'

'Get aay from me before I doom you to the darkest, deepest depths of misery.'

Whore backed away slightly. 'OK. I'll just go over there. We can all get together after school! Bye!'

After school, Whore went over to Dibs house, cause she knows where it is. 'Hi Dib! It's me, your girlfriend1.' She heard the sounds of locks being shut on the door. 'Come on Dib! We can spy on Zim together, and then we can get into a humouourous romantic situation.'

'Go away!' Dib shouted from behind the door.

'But Dib, I love you! But we can never be together because i'm an Irken! Blah blah blah.'

'Wait, you're Irken? Like Zim?'

'Yes, and i love you so much, and I cant wait for us to spend the rest of our lives together!'

There was a pause from behind the door. 'Why don't you come in?'

Whore opened the door exicetdly. 'I can't wait for us to be living together! and we can travel into pace, and do all sorts... of.. wonder... ful...' She passed out.

Dib grinned. The alien sleep cuffs did work. Now to phone the swollen eyeballs, and everything would be fine.

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Wow. This would have to be the stupidest thing I've ever written. No. It's not.

I hate poorly thought out OC's.