The plan was made, the game was set, and it was time to put it all in action. Gaz tucked her hair behind her ear as she went through the procedure one last time for everyone before they finally got it throught their heads. It was simple enough because Earthlings were simple-minded, they should have no problem invading. Zim led his queen and their minions to his ship which would be at the head of the fleet. Just in case there was any resisrance all the ships were outfitted with a million different forms of defensive and offensive weaponry. Minimoose casually floated by Gir who kept trying to poke him.
"I'm not touching yooouuu."
"Squeak!"
"Stop it you two," Gaz reprimanded, giving them a stern once over. She couldn't believe she'd most likely have to be dealing with four living breathing versions of what Gir acted like. Given Zim's libido and unquenched desire she'd inevitably have more. She was still tingling all over because of what they had just did but refused to let that be shown on her face. Zim's clawed hand touched her lower back, closer to her hip as he walked with her. He was excited, she could feel that and see it resonanting in his big ruby orbs. This had been a long time coming, not just the years before but all his life he had been wanting to invade a planet, it was what he was born to do. He was like a kid at Christmas and it was too cute.
"Happy, Zim?"
"Happy doesn't cover it!"
She smirked at him. She felt exactly the same. The two got inside the ship, Zim almost leaping from the deck right into his chair. He was ready to do this, he was literally born ready. Krit had joined them yet again in the ship, having become accustomed to being around them and they didn't mind his company. He was a good little soldier and had proven himself worthy of Zim's approval. It was a little strange without Pixi but she wasn't theirs so it was fine. She was with her true masters who had recently been promoted to the new commander and general, since those spots were open. It gave them some power but not more than Gaz, of course. At least they weren't given the position of cleaners or something worse, and they could still get respect and free food.
Gaz leaned back, casually nibbling a pink frosted donut with extra sprinkles that she had nabbed. She broke off a piece and put it in Zim's mouth. He let out a muffled expression of thanks. He hadn't had anything to eat for days now that he thought about it. He licked the frosting that had gotten on the corner of his mouth but scarcely tasted the overly sweet confection. All he could taste was her, which he was totally fine with. Krit asked if Gaz could put on another one of her, he called them "moving artwork discs". She smiled and tried to see if she had anything in her bag for him that he hadn't already seen and found one, popped it in and thus the car stayed free of Gir's annoyingness because the movie occupied his attention. Krit settled in to enjoy whatever was on the screen while Gaz enjoyed sitting there imagining the panicked screams soon to ensue.
The people of what was still called Dibtopia were just going about their mundane, useless, pitiful lives with cheery smiles, entirely unsuspecting of what was going to happen today. Women pushed their babies in strollers, men tipped their brimmed hats, kids waitied for school buses, etcetera etcetera. It was a perfectly bright, sunny, cloud filled day. The birds were singing and all that jazz. It was disgustingly perfect almost, too storybook and child's t.v show like. At any moment it seemed like a bright bouncing character would appear. No such luck for the denizens of the over protected city. No, instead they got a dark cloud that nearly blocked out the yellow sunshine causing everyone to look up, dissapointedly expecting rain. There was certainly going to be a rain, vengeance would rain down upon them.
They all started scattering, running around with their hands in the air, terror, confusion, panic all of it and more was on display. Their shrieks were music to the ears of the two located inside of the ship leading an army of Irken ships towards earth. Of course they all went to tell their savior, their hero, all prayed to him to save them once again. Dib looked up into the sky and sighed a little. He knew this was coming and yet as much as he knew he still was disturbed by the sight. There were more than ten battle cruisers dotting the skyline all filled with green bodies ready to descend upon the helpless humans. The ships were heading towards the capitol building, if he knew Zim he'd land right on top of it for dramatic effect. He knew that they would ask for him anyways, to step down and surrender, so he looked at Tak and she got the memo. That's where everyone should be headed.
He got into his car after explaining to everyone where to go, remaining calm but looking tired. Tak was by his side, squeezing his shoulder. Whatever fresh hell Gaz was brewing it didn't matter, Tak would stay by his side until the end and after if it was possible. They drove, not speaking much, but even if they went at breakneck speeds they wouldn't get there before Zim and Gaz. Indeed that was true because when Dib was a quarter of the way there the ship had already made its landing, just as he had supposed, right on the very top of the Capitol building. All the president's guards were pointing their guns at the ship while the President himself cowered in fear behind one of the more burly gaurds.
Those puny guns were no match for even the most basic of Irken affair, nevermind the unlimited untapped potential Gaz had in just one of her finger tips. Neither of them were scared at all, they did not know the word fear. There was a large crowd of people gathered, all with obvious fright written all over them and especially now faced with the one alien who they had heard had gotten free. There were some dark thoughts of people who had knew or assumed this would happen but most thought their beloved Dib would always have their backs and catch him as he did before. It seemed as if he had not succeded and the green scum that they had all learned to hate had not only gotten free but got his army of like-minded aliens together to take over.
What no one expected is who else was with him. Zim, as always, helped Gaz out even though she really could manage it on her own but he was used to doing it so meh whatever she'd let him. She kind of like the attention he gave her. The sunlight shimmered onto her highlighting her royal regalia, giving her a glowing aura from the sun's rays. In her full splendor, crown and all, she appeared before these swine, head and back straight, staring down at them with a sense of authority. It sent a chill through everyone, even Zim and Krit had to shudder. Zim, after composing himself before his splendiferous Queen, kissed her hand then grabbed her around the waist and pressed her against him.
This was something to show that she was his and he was hers but also to help him do what he was going to do. Gir had been trained to do this over and over until he got it right and it HAD to be done right or else they would look less imposing and less cool too. Gir acted like a lightweight short use jetpack and lowered them to the ground in a stream of steam and thank all the things that he did do it correctly. Krit just jumped down there, easily taking the fall damage that might have twisted a human leg but only mildly hurt his. It was thanks to Zim that his legs were able to withstand such things. The guns were still pointed at them and he sized up the nearest officer with a scowl. Sure he could take him but it was threatening his Gaz that he couldn't stand.
"Lower your weapons, all of you. We won't destroy you all in ten seconds flat unless we have a reason to. Trust me I could literally snap my fingers and you'd all be gone like a bad memory."
Nobody even questioned it because when Gaz said things, she said them persuasively. Almost immediately the weapons were lowered, some of them even dropped. Gaz was a frightening entity on earth, everyone knew to watch out for her if you got on her bad side. Heck even if you didn't, you'd best step out of the way. They had all seen her as a child beating the snot out of people or somehow levitating with her eyes aglow. Lord only knows what she was capable now, and paired with an outer space criminal with technology beyond their years? Forget it. No point in even trying. Besides which it wasn't like Gaz to wear kitchy items like crowns on her head. They all sort of assumed it must mean something but were too stupid to figure it out. There was a small podium with an American eagle plastered to the front of it and several microphones. Gaz tapped one lightly and all parties cringed at the feedback. After everyone settled down a bit she moved forward to speak.
"People of earth, I'm sure you all know who I am but to those that don't let me enlighten you. I was Dib's sister, Gaz. It's still my name but I am not his sister, not in my book. I've joined forces with the Irken alliance who have named me their Queen. It's kind of a long story why but all you need to know is I lead them now. For a long time now you've tortured Zim on live telivison, bought Dvds of it even, showed your friends, your neighbots, and your kids. Did any of you stop to think how sick you all are? This is coming from me! I mean what did you do it for, why did you enjoy it? Just because he's from a different planet or because Dib told you to? I'm not going to even bother asking if you have a conscious. You don't. So, now you are faced with someone who has ultimate power and control of the galaxy, your planet is literally in the palm of my hand right now. You either surrender or die."
That was Dib's own "campaign" whenever facing against any other life forms so that's what she used, seeing as it was only fair they be treated by a human like they were aliens. They should just be glad she wasn't subjecting them to cruel and unusual punishments of various degrees...at least not yet she wasn't. Their torture would come soon enough. She had been too merciful with Dib, mostly because she didn't want to tarnish their family cloth with more blood but also because her Mom really wouldn't like that. He got off lucky.
These people...they'd be lucky if she didn't rip them a new hole. For what they did to Zim, what they inadvertently did to her, how they praised and loved Dib blindly, how they paraded around like there was nothing wrong, for this and many other reasons they would pay. Zim's hand stood on her back and his posture was just as good as hers, giving himself a stoic, menacing look which was amplified by the firm distate and much too held back anger in his eyes. How he longed for venegace of a physical sort. The last good hit he had gotten seemed eons ago. He needed to seriously punch someone and since Matthew got away with being exploded, he needed to take out all that built up rage on someone. The people who emberassed him the most would have to do.
She crossed her arms a little under her chest and glared at them, awaiting their decision. All the ships surrounded them, some very large but not as large as the Masssive, clearly, but big nonetheless. They could shoot laser beams strong enough to disintegrate a building and no one even knew what Gaz could do with just a flick of the wrist. She didn't have too much control of her powers, truly, but they did come naturally to her. She had no problem out right demolishing everything. Well she did have a teeny problem with it. Some people she liked were here. Very few but one in particulaur, Louie, shouldn't explode and neither should his family. So enslavement was probably for the best, atleast for the populus or those that deserved it. She had a list all ready to go. The president nearly threw an overly large key at Gaz trembling as he told her to take it. It was the key to the city or a copy of it. Gaz raised an eyebrow to him and Zim growled hard at something almost hitting her.
"This is just a symbol. I want your unconditional surrender, I want you all bowing to us- your new rulers of this planet."
As soon as Gaz ended her sentence a familiar blue car pulled up with two people inside of it everyone knew. Dib got out of the cars listening to the masses try and beg him to save them, to get rid of these invaders once and for all, but instead he strolled right up to the podium and did something that even surprised Gaz. He got on his knee and bowed to her. It had been too long that she had imagined her brother bowing before her, ever since they were kids, and now it felt like the world had finally shifted towards her favor. Finally all the pieces were coming together. Zim wanted to demand he go lower than that, demand that he lick the gravel even and that was too good for him. The boy, yes boy he was not a man in Zim's eyes, had been more than a thorn in his side. He was a javelin. He was a spear. He was some big pointy object rammed into him. Tak looked over at Dib then over at Gaz then Zim. She didn't want to bow to Zim at all, it was beneath her but Gaz was their queen, like it or not and that made Zim second in command. She had already disrespected them more times than she could count. She kneeled to them as well.
"I give up full authority to you. Anything you want, it's yours."
Everyone heard Dib loud and clear. Their lord and savior had stepped down off his heavenly cloud and promoted her to it, her the demoness who would likely see them burn alive before the day was out. How could he just do that? Surely could stop her. Gaz didn't care what they thought, let the fools have their squabbles. The first thing to do was take over this city, then the United States, and soon the world. It might take a while or maybe it would take a day. It didn't matter to her because the longer they drew it out the worse it was going to get for them. She wanted to liberate her captured comrades first and foremost, then it was time for redecorating and recolonization.
Enslavement would happen sometime in there. For now it was no longer Dibtopia and he was no longer the god they all served. There was a new god in town and her name was Gaz. She walked from behind the podium in front of the crowd with Zim and crew following, the people parting for her, some jumping out of her way as far as they could. Zim dared one of them to try something. He dared. In fact he invited it. He was already thirsty for blood and it needed to be sated. If he hadn't had some ehem "release" earlier he'd have just picked a random and broke his neck for the fun of it. His trigger finger twitched everytime someone moved even slightly.
"Relax, Zimmy. They wouldn't dare lay a finger on me."
"That doesn't mean I won't end their pathetic putrid itsy bitsy puny lives."
"Be my guest."
Zim scanned the crowd for faces he remembered when he landed on one. He swiped his foot under their leg then kicked them in the face. After that he whisteled a jaunty tune as he went on with Gaz.
"Who was that?"
"Now that I think about it...I don't even think I've seen him before."
They both nonchalantly shrugged at the same time and said. "Oh well."
The group got to the jail simple enough and with help from Zim's trust Pak they freed everyone with Keef so ecstatic that he lept onto Zim and nearly killed him with a crushing hug. Gaz pulled him off as hard as she could but it was hard to break him off. They were all brought up to speed, given the bare basic version of the story and though it sounded ludicrous most of them just didn't care as long as they were free. Now with the rebels out of their cells they could procede as planned. Ghost reunited with her sister whom she clung to like a koala bear to a tree. Her sister held her back just as tightly.
After the warm reuinion everyone followed her out of the jailhouse, even more pissed off than before especially Francine who was still distraught about losing her finest work. They had been trained to take care of Dib and his crew but they didn't mind a few others, a lot of the group was just as surly and as mad at the world as Gaz was, well sort of as much. It was hard to get to Gaz levels of angst and hate. She was what all the wicked beings of the world aspired to. All together they were able to destroy every piece of Dib-marked merchandise possible, taking the greatest pleasure in knocking down and demolishing his statue. Gir was playing in the rubble when it was all finished.
In it's place she would put whatever Zim wanted to there, it had been his plot of land originally. So of course, to spite Dib and to boost his own ego, he put up a big bronze statue of himself with Gaz beside him of course. Gir whined about not being included and soon it was just a big cluster of characters but mostly Zim, he was the most important and biggest. They planted an overly large Irken flag on top of the capitol building, claiming it as their own and then they remodled it, with the "help" of human slaves to become the new headquarters. Soon food courts popped up, then they rebuilt her beloved Bloaty's in its full splendor. It was not something Zim cared for at all but it made Gaz happy.
More arcades were created, music was brought back, freedom of choice was given to those that deserved it and the skooling system was changed drastically to teach things that were actually useful. Ms. Bitters was still enstated, yes, the old creepy lady was still alive and kicking and would be as long as there was misery to spread. In that way Gaz sort of liked her. Skools no longer had textbooks that favored only the winners but told everything, the harsh truths, the bitter pills, the real stories, and of course tales upon tales of Zim's awesomeness and Dib's wretchedness. There was now irken studies from language courses to culture and even biology.
The Dib part of the museum was torn down to make way for more information about the glory of the Irken empire, telling the history of the Irk mother and how she became Gazlene Membrane- the feared yet equistedly beautiful (that was Zim's words not her own). A new synthetic non sticky, eco friendly glue suit was made to protect from rain and research was done into why it affected them so terribly. Water itself had become 60 percent cleaner, food 90 percent pure garbage but it was pure garbage that was self sustainable at least and fitted the lifestyle americans were more accustomed to.
They should have a choice whether to be obese or not. The drones were still operational but only there to keep the rabble in line, not to spy on everyones day to day. Soldiers marched down the streets keeping the peace but no one would step a toe out of line less they face whatever Gaz and Zim had to dish out. Purple hair dye had become suspiciously popular amongst tween girls especially those going through certain phases but none of them could perfect the right shade or shape of Gaz's own hair. Songs were sung in all languages about how might the irkens were, especially Zim.
Money was treated differently. Since humans became so greedy over paper it was decided that paper would only be used for drawing and stuff but there would be no money system, only bartering for goods like the olden times. People would do things because they wanted to or had a passion for it, not just to make ends meet. All homeless were sheltered properly, all mentally ill given due treatment with free healthcare, and there was no more class system. Strike that humans were still lower class than Irkens and it would remain that way. Zim was finally able to take Gaz to Spookon and the new Invadercon. There was even an invadercon 2.
At one of them there was an unveiling of the first comic based off of Zim written by one of the more reclusive members of Gaz's original gang, John Vasquez. Dib had become a paranormal expert, if you call call paranormal researching something you could become an expert in. He was back to being kicked around some and called a weird dork but now he had Tak by his side and a lot of people didn't mess with her or her bionic arm. Tak wasn't into the paranormal but joined him anyways, together that had the 10th highest rated ghost hunting show. Professor Membrane was still a renound scientist and even worked closely with Gaz and Zim, despite everything saying that shouldn't be the case. He had given her his apologies and Zim as well then told her if she needed anything, scientific wise, he'd lend a hand.
He became exceedingly close with the Irken Doctor Sox, who created life saving medicines and remedies for all kinds. Doctor Sox also pursured a relationship with Francine. Ari Membrane had been brought back from the planet Dippy, a very stupid name I know. She had reconciled with the professor but they had not gotten back together, they had to take things very slow. She stayed close with her two babies, trying to catch up on years of brithdays, Christmases, and events she had missed. Gaz talked to her every day she could and even when she couldn't. Sometimes she called just to hear her voice and make sure she was not dreaming, that her mother was alive and only a warp jump away. The other person brought back was the long lost exiled Irken, Gurge. It was odd because in some way this was a relative of Gaz, at least it was of the actual Queen's. Even if it wasn't he still swore loyalty to her and eventually he and Tenn got together, which was wonderful for everyones sake.
Gir and Pixi dated, the term date here meaning he held her hand and was obnoxious and affectionate. So really nothing changed, she only tolerated it more. The computer was kept solely to Zim but you could hear his voice and sarcasm in a lot of electronics, people seemed to like being insulted but it was not the same as the real deal. As far as the other Irkens in the group, Skoodge got a big promotion, he was still an invader but he was also the flight captains as well as planet recon. Krit had become a trainer of young soldiers and tended to the wounded after wards. He was exceedingly skilled in battle and remained to be one if not the fastest of his kind. Minimoose stayed the same and still was very close to Gaz, after years of staying with her he'd grown very fond though Gir was often jealous. He'd become more jealous in a month or two, because Gaz's stomach was decently sized and she was due any time now. Tak's own pregnancy had slowed down the show and Dib couldn't risk her or the baby getting hurt by a demonic possession or something. She was a pure skeptic in such things but went along with it anyways.
Zim's face was pressed against her stomach, every now and then his antenna went up. "They're speaking to me."
"What are they saying?"
"They are saying they are ready to meet their amaaaaziingg mighty and powerful and extremely handsome birth bringer!"
"Aren't I the birth bringer? I'm the one who has to push them out."
"Yes yes but I did all the work," zim suggested with a cocked brow and a smug smirk. She smacked him hard across the face but he had gotten used to her doing that. Strangely or perhaps no so strangely he was a bit of a masochist and kinda liked it. He rubbed the stinging red mark on his face. "Ow."
"Pft. Serves you right."
"You can be so cruel to me, you know," he lamented dramatically, putting his arm over his eye and letting out a heavy sigh. "Oh the travestites the almighty King of Irk has to deal with!"
"Let me break out the tiny violin," Gaz recountered, rolled her eyes.
It wasn't too long before four tiny new members of the Irken empire were born, getting to meet their pig-headed father and their pig obsessed mother. There was an equal amount, two boys and two girls. They all had different colored eyes but most shared a little bit of purple hair, some having purple antenna to match. There was the first born, named Orianna, a spin off of her mother's name then her brother, Orin. Orianna had blue eyes while Orin had gold like his mom. The second daughter, third child, looked the most like Zim and he named her Mimzy, which when rearranged spelled Zimmy and he thought it was soooooo clever. The last was a boy who they called Sol, the Spanish word for sun which was also Zim's idea and this time it really was clever. Since the sun was the brightest star he knew of and this was also his son. Sol had red eyes but sort of pink red. None had purple eyes and that was good because both of them would hate to be reminded of Tak.
Tak herself had twins, one with purple eyes and one with startling brown eyes, the first in Irken history. Funnily enough the one with purple eyes needed to wear glasses but both had a high british accent. The boy with purple eyes they named Calvin and the girl they called Pip. There was never any ill will towards the children so Gaz and Tak allowed their kids to play together but the parents didn't speak or come near each other unless the kids forced them to. Zim was a great father, despite his inexperience, doting and spoiling his little smeets while also teaching them.
They got the grasp of English far better than they did though one had gotten his weird quirk for talking in third person, it was Mimzy or Mim as she was more often called. Invader Mim was the spitting image and similar name to her father and she was a real daddy's girl though all the kids loved their mother. Gaz wasn't strict with them but did not tolerate certain things. For the most part she was lax on rules and gave them her undivided attention so that they would never feel lonesome. Their eyes lit up when they went to Earth or New Irk as it was called because Zim was not allowed to name it Planet Zim and Gaz didn't want to call it Planet Gaz.
It was just a holding name until they could figure out something really sweet to name it. The children all met their uncle Louie, aunt Peyoopi, and their cousins who all took to each other faster than a speeding comet. Some of their kids loved New Irk more than old Irk and wanted to stay there when they got older, others wanted to invade planets and cause mayhem. Either one was fine. They all had a love hate relationship with Gir but so did everyone but they all liked Krit enough to accept him as just another brother, and Zim treated him like another son.
However Zim was expecting a new son in due time, his wild undying fervor had not been put to a fizzle because of all of this. It was going to be a son and a daughter or two daughters or two sons. In total he would have six smeets, just like he had wanted. Gaz also had what she wanted. She had Zim, she had her children, she had all the robots, she had pizza, and she had two planets she lorded over. It was good to be Queen, to say the least. Even as a royal she had never stopped wearing whatever she wanted though she was frequently in the black dress of the prior queen and she also never stopped gaming, getting all her spawn addicted to it and actually pretty much every irken had a console or two to play with. Gaz still reigned as the undefeated champion of gamers across multitidues of galaxies but even if she wasn't, she didn't mind. She had won the best game of all time. She had won life.