Disclaimer! Heyloooooooooooooooooooooooooo!  I've decided to write another chapter.  I need to take a break from mah comic book *twitch* or I shall have head explodey!  EEEEEEEEK!  Yesh.  I'm sendin' mah comic book to tha publisher's this weekend!  WOOHOO!  I own everything in that comic book…all mine!  MINE!  However, I do not own the characters in Invader Zim, they belong to Jhonen Vasquez and his wonderful head full of…stuff.  Anyways, dun sue me.  I'll cry if you do.  On to the story!  TALLY HO!  Just to let you know, Johnny wasn't originally the guy, so if he seems weird in that one part, it's coz I wasn't planning on having it as him.  And I don't own 'Nny either!  He belongs to Mr. Vasquez as well. ^_~

Does anyone pay attention to the title anyways:

            Gaz glared at the house that lay before her beneath her soaked purple hair.  As soon as she had stepped foot out of her house, the rains poured down.  The dark clouds swirled overhead, the entire landscape was swathed in darkness as Gaz made her way to doom this poor man.  Little did she know.  She stepped up to the front door, looking at the tilted numbers as she pressed the doorbell.  Down in the layers of the earth, a man shrieked out in pain as Gaz signaled her arrival. 

            Down in one of the many labyrinthes beneath the house a man looked up as the doorbell rang out.  His eyes grew wide and he whispered to himself, "The dog…"  He left his current patient strapped to a vicious looking machine (two claws holding the person's arms, metal buckles around his torso and legs, his head attached to a device that was slowly pulling upwards, and blades that would swing down once the head was stretched to its limit) and looked towards the stairs, his eyes shining with paranoia.

            He slowly traveled up the stairs, his feet not making a sound as he did so.  The doorbell shrieked out again, and once again, painful screams wafted upwards.  The young man reached his door and flipped the blood-soaked switch-blade closed, tucking it into his boot.  Slowly he grabbed the door and opened it, poking his head through the gap and peered out.  He did not see anyone so he looked around and saw a small, purple-haired child.  His eye twitched.  "Yeeeeeeeeeeees?"

            Gaz looked up at the man, her eyes burning.  With a quick movement she kicked open the door, knocking the skeleton like man backwards and stomped into the house…

            GIR looked at the store-sign.  It squinted and read the store name slowly to himself, "Tah-co…Smell?  Taco Smell?  TACOOOOOOOOOS!  Tacotacotacooo…"  GIR hugged itself happily and drooled at the thought of tacos, delicious, raw meaty (ugh…tacos are SO gross) tacos.  It giggled happily and ran into the store.  GIR's little puppy dog tail wagged happily as it stood in line, waiting for its turn to grab a piece of the delicious, made by monkeys in disguise, taco.  It let out a contended sigh and smiled happily to the cashier.  "HIIIIIII!"  GIR waved cheerily.

            "Hello, welcome to Taco Smell.  Can I take your order?"  The cashier responded routinely.

            "I WANNA GET ME SUM TACOOOOOOS!"  GIR shrieked and leapt up onto the counter, grabbing the man's shirt and shaking him.  "Tacos!  Must…obey…the taco maaaaan!"  It drooled at the thought and the cashier stared wide-eyed.  Then he suddenly started to scream.

            "RABIEEEEEEES!  This animal has rabies!  AIEEEEEE!"  He turned and ran into the back yelling hoarsely.  The entire restaurant started screaming and running around.  Rabies!  AHHHHHH!  It has rabies!  Don't let it drool on you!

            "Wait a minute!" one girl piped up from the back, "…you people don't notice an alien posing as a person, but you know what rabies is?!"

            An angry looking man glared at her, "There are no aliens, you idjit!  But there are rabies!  Rabies is bad!  It's a disease."  The girl nodded, wondering how people who are such morons actually knew this.  Then he continued, "you know?  The disease that if an animal who has it drools on you, you'll turn into a hideous pile of melting poo!"  The girl shook her head and muttered, Figgers.

            A small group of men in radioactive suits ran into the restaurant.  "Hup-two hup-two hup-hup!  GO! GO!  GET THE ANIMAL!" one guy yelled and pointed towards GIR, who just stood there smiling happily.  All four men pounced on the poor little robot with nets and straight-jackets, the group a smoke of commotion and confusion.  The noise stopped and the smoke cleared, the men had GIR wrapped up over its ears in a straight jacket and was wrapped in a net.  "It's off to the pound with you!" they all said at once and jogged out of the restaurant, taking the poor android with them.

            Dib awoke to find himself immobile and aching all over.  He vaguely remember what had happened.  There was Mr. Bitters, then the skool, then Zim, then back to his house, then something with a shovel…  All of this one jumbled mess warped in his (and I quote) "gargantuan head".  His head was throbbing, his eyes felt as if they were ripped out his head.  He attempted to look around and tried to take in his surroundings.  He let out a small gasp that came out in bubbles.  He was suspended fifty feet in the air, in some sort of vile goo!  Zim looked up at him from behind a large control unit full of buttons and switches and levers.

            "So…I see you are awake, vile, frolicking dirt child.  As you may have noticed, I have captured you."  Zim let out a short laugh then started to speak once more, "and now…I get to have MY fun.  You see, since you put me through a quite horrible and alien ordeal, you will go through a much worse…", he thought of a word to use and waved his hand absentmindedly, "…um…thingy!"  Zim cackled in all of his evil (I like evil…) glory.

            Dib tried to scream but only more bubbles came out.  Zim smiled, his eyes narrowing as he did so.  "Oh…and one more thing, Dib?  I HAVE YOUR TRENCHCOAT!  BWAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"  Dib glanced downwards and screamed with the horror that he did not have his beloved trenchcoat!  (Sorry…I couldn't resist!)  Zim waved it teasingly in the air and flung it carelessly to the floor.

            "Vengence shall be mine, Dib.  Vengence…shall be mine."  Zim reached down and pulled a lever that was protruding from the console.  Dib's body screamed out in pain as the liquid drained in an instant, causing him to thud dully against the hard metal floor.  His head pounded, and all he could see was spots and static before him, but he could feel a violent shudder travel up his body.  Dib wretched and coughed up blood, his body shaking all over; his ribs felt as if they were being torn out of him as a claw grabbed him roughly and yanked him over the top of the container.

            Dib let out a weak whimper; the claw flung him to the ground and his small body bounced on the hard surface.  Zim's maniacal laughter rang through out the laboratory as he pulled another lever.  "A little game of cat and mouse, Dib?  Let's see…I think I'LL be the cat!"  Zim laughed once more as a large grate of spikes plummeted towards Dib. 

            Dib shrieked, his chest pounding, his entire body aching as he threw himself across the smooth titanium floor.  He hugged the wall as the spikes fell.  But they stopped in mid-air.  They hung there, swaying slightly.  "Hmm…I would give you a proposal, Dib.  But I really don't care what happens to you!  Well, here it is anyway.  I will give you a small chance to escape.  You have exactly thirty minutes starting from the time I finish talking to get out of my lab.  If you escape…I will hunt you down and kill you.  If you don't escape…I'll kill you anyway!"  Zim started laughing once more, then stopped.  "And another thing…GO!"  With that Zim seemed to disappear from the platform.  Dib glanced around, his eyes wide with fear and pain as he tried to comprehend the situation he was in.

            Alas…I could stop at this chapter you know.  I really could.  Thank you people for all your nice reviews!  I don't think I've gotten one flame or stinky review yet!  Darn…Oh well!  Heehee.  I luv Zim.  **huggles the adorable little alien who shrieks and runs away**  Maaaaan…I need my CAFFIENATED French Vanilla Cappucino **cries**…Anyways.  HI ALLI!  HI DAZ!  HI ALL YOU OTHER NICE PEOPLE!  **waves and hops around**  JOHNNY was in it!  My hero! *sigh *  I luv strange ppl…little aliens who want to take over the world and tall tall SKINNY SKINNY guys that murder people just cuz they look at them funny or resemble sumone they don't like.  OH WELL.  I'm a strange gurl.  Mwah.  Adios for now!