Hello! To all the people who read my past Invader Zim stories, long time no see! ^w^ I haven't done an Invader Zim story in a while because I couldn't get any new ideas, but I thought of this one and suddenly BAM! A new Invader Zim story! :D So I hope you enjoy!
There will be no pairings/shipping in this story, but some Zim and Gir friendship.
There may also be some OOC moments, so I apologize for any of those. ^_^'
And Mini Moose is in this story! Yay!
I don't own Invader Zim! Read and REVIEW please!
Chapter 1
It had been a LONG day. Zim dragged his legs into the base, ignoring the robo parents and Gir's high pitched greeting. After sitting through a seemingly never ending class from Ms. Bitters and being annoyed by Dib…OH his head hurt more just to even THINK of that name…after such a horrible day at Skool he was so glad to be back at the base.
Dib was being so pesky today. He pushed Zim into a nearby puddle and Zim forgot to bathe in paste this morning, the large headed boy tried to tug his wig off at lunch, and he kept on talking and talking and TALKING. He kept trying to convince the others that Zim was an alien, but luckily nobody ever believed him. Still, he was more annoying than usual.
But now Zim was home and things couldn't get any worse. He let out a deep sigh and went back downstairs to think of a plan for taking over the world. He hopped into the trash can elevator and pulled off his contacts and wig. Gir jumped in from behind and landed on the floor once Zim stepped out. Mini Moose sat inside the main room.
"Nya." Mini Moose said.
"Yes, hello to you too, Mini Moose." Zim walked over to the computer.
"You didn't say hi to me." Gir mumbled.
Zim groaned.
"Hello Gir."
"YAY!"
"Tonight we will make a NEW plan to take over the world!" Zim said. "We will begin to discuss ideas now."
"We use a big monkey! I LIKE MONKEYS!" Gir waved his robotic hands in the air.
"No."
"Nya."
"Hmm…no, we need to go DEEPER Mini Moose!"
"We could go back in time and get a giant rock!"
"No Gir."
"Nya."
"No…hmm…"
The Irken pressed his hand to his chin and stood deep in thought.
"I know!" Zim exclaimed. "We will turn the whole human raise into sniveling weak babies!"
"I like babies!" Gir cheered.
"Yes, Gir, I know. We won't have to worry about the alien babies that attacked us long ago, so they'll just fit right in with the whole plan. We turn all the HYOOMANS into babies, and as they grow older, we will teach them to obey ME, the mighty ZIIIM! And then we shall RULE!"
"YAY!"
"Nya." Mini Moose squeaked.
"We must begin to make a youngness formula." The alien went over to his lab equipment, examining each substance carefully, and then placing it into a flask, stirring it carefully with a small rod after each addition.
"Once it's done we'll test the formula on Nick." He said as he added one of the last ingredients. "And it's finished!" He held up the vial of pink bubbly liquid.
"Yay! Slushies!"
"No Gir…it's not a slushy."
"Oh."
"Now, bring Nick to me!" Zim grinned, feeling his formula would definitely work.
"I wanna smell it first!" Gir said.
"No Gir, just bring Nick in here!" The Irken replied.
"Gimme!" The blue eyed robot ran over and tried to grab the liquid, but Zim held it up as high as he could. He stepped back, toward one of the nearby tables until his back touched the edge of it.
"No Gir!"
The SIR unit attempted to snatch the formula once more, trying to climb up Zim's uniform, but he ended up pushing Zim back until the Irken fell back, knocking the table over and dropping the formula.
"GAH!" He cried out and watched as the container full of the pink mixture crashed to the floor next to him. He coughed as a puff of pink smoke surrounded him, smelling strongly of candy.
"MASTER!" Gir peered over the table along with Mini Moose. "Are you okay?"
"Wha…what happened?" Zim squeaked. His eyes went wide. "What happened to my voice?" He realized that his voice was now higher than usual. He felt something heavy draped over him like a big blanket. "What's going on? AH!"
"Aw, you look so cute, little master!" Gir squealed.
"LITTLE master?" Zim cried out. "Mirror! MIRROR!"
Mini Moose fetched a small handheld mirror, holding it between his teeth. Zim struggled to pick it up once it was placed down. He looked into the reflection and screamed.
"I've…I've been turned into a SMEET!"
"A smeet?" Gir asked.
"It's a baby Irken! Look what you've done Gir! If you hadn't fooled around this wouldn't have happened! I can't go out and take over the world like this!" He looked down. His clothes were unaffected by the formula and now too big for him to wear, he had only one tooth instead of the usual zipper like rows, he was much smaller, and he didn't have as much strength as he did before. "Thank goodness I still remember everything. I would hate to have forgotten ten whole years of training!"
"You so cute! Like a little doll! Come here dolly!" Gir smiled and picked Zim up. They went away from the mess and to the middle of the room. He spun around in circles, giggling and singing as he held the small Irken in his hands.
"No Gir! Put me down right now!" The smeet yelled. His big clothes made it too difficult for him to struggle and break free on his own. The robot didn't listen and continued to run around the lab. Mini Moose just floated and watched.
"WOO HOO!"
"NO GIR! STOP!"
"Yeah! Whee!"
Zim screamed and kicked and shouted as Gir ran all over the place with excitement, sometimes crashing into machines and knocking things over. The invader watched as the SIR unit slammed into another table, all of the chemicals spilling onto the floor and mixing in a way that they burned a whole into the ground. Then Gir pushed a button that made some lights flash and ended up messaging some space fuel station by Pluto for about 5 seconds.
"GIR! STOP BEFORE YOU BREAK SOMETHING!"
The robot kicked one of their many holding chambers, smashing the glass a bit.
"STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" Zim screamed, his now young voice cracking a bit. The robot put him down and stood back, a goofy grin on his face as if he wasn't surprised. The alien looked all over the room. He growled as he examined all the messy broken objects. He felt a huge mix of emotions inside of him! He felt angry and frustrated and confused and even a bit scared. His day had started off horribly and just when things could turn around…THIS! His lab was a wreck, his servant wouldn't listen, he was turned back into a young smeet, Dib bugged him all day…EVERYTHING had gone wrong.
Finally something snapped in him. He looked at Gir, his eyes fiery and furious, and he clenched his fists underneath the oversized uniform still draped over him. He growled. He wanted to scream again. He turned to his robot and…
…he broke out into tears.
The smeet emitted a long pitiful wail. Water flowed down his cheeked as he screwed his eyes shut. The robot cocked his head to the side, feeling a sharp pang of guilt. It wasn't like Zim to cry. He never cried before. At least…Gir never saw Zim cry. The Irken took in a deep breath and let out another howl. The SIR unit walked over to Zim and gave his master a hug. Zim never did this. But now he was a smeet, a young Irken child, and there were too many emotions trapped in him. It was too overwhelming. He couldn't help it. He had to release it somehow. The smeet wrapped his arms around Gir and stopped crying for a moment. He took one of his arms and lifted it from under his clothes to wipe his tears.
"Are you okay little master?" Gir asked.
"N-No…" The smeet sniffled. "Zim…Zim is not okay…"
"I'm sorry."
"It's…It's okay…"
"Nya." Mini Moose said. Gir released Zim from the hug and the smeet wiped his eyes again.
"It's…it's been a long day for Zim…" He replied. "And now this happened…I…I need to…I need to get back to normal. I'm…I'm sorry you had to see me like this you two."
"It's okay to cry little master." The SIR sat down to be eye level with Zim. Mini Moose floated down to the floor. "Everyone cries…even I cry when you don't eat my waffles or I can't watch my favorite show."
"Nya."
The Irken nodded.
"Computer, make an outfit that is the right size for Zim." He said. The computer scanned the smeet and popped a small uniform out of a chute. It had circular sleeves instead of the usual triangular one, but it had the same pink colors and it had a button that could be used to easily remove it and put it back on as needed. It also included two small black gloves and a tiny pair of boots. Zim stepped out of his big uniform and put it on.
"And…and also we need to clean up this mess." The alien added. Gir's eyes turned red and he grabbed a broom. Then he began to whistle as he began the work. Mini Moose went to get a dustpan and the computer began auto repairs.
"Computer, do we have the necessary supplies to turn ZIM back to normal?" The smeet asked.
"The lab is now missing 5 necessary ingredients."
"We need those supplies. How long until we have them?"
"Waiting may take one or two weeks."
"What? But my mission! I can remain a smeet for two weeks!" The Irken exclaimed. He felt tears threaten to come to his eyes again and he shook his head. "G-Get them as soon as possible!"
"Fine…" The computer groaned.
"Little master, the base has been cleaned and all necessary repairs have been made!" Gir saluted.
"Excellent!" Zim examined the now clean base. All the chemicals still available had been sorted correctly on the tables that stood back up.
"What shall we do next, little master?" Gir's eyes went back to their blue color.
"Well..." the smeet put his hands on his head. "For now…Zim just wants to relax a bit. Let's go back upstairs."
The robot, the moose, and the Irken went back up to the main room where the television was. Zim sat on the couch as Gir turned on the TV and took a seat on the floor.
The smeet just laid his head against the back of the couch. His eyes felt puffy from crying earlier and his head was pounding. He felt really tired. These next couple weeks were going to be very long. Zim closed his eyes. He didn't want to think about it right now. He was exhausted. Before he knew it he fell fast asleep.
Gir turned to look at his little master and went over to one of the nearby closets. He pulled out a dark red blanket and draped it over the small smeet and gave him a pat on the head. Then the robot went back to watching one of his favorite shows.
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