A/N: WHEE!!! Chaptie twoooo..Ack, what did I eat today?! I feels hyper!
.Know what this means?!?! More hyperactive psychotic Zimmy fun!!!! Yay!
Hehe yes you heard me right! Mwahahahaha..*people stare*...I'll shut up
now..
Disclaimer: Okay, it's obvious that I don't own the characters of Invader Zim or Harvest Moon, but I DO.or.DID own this orange! Hyper hyper hyper..heee.
"Insert your farmer's name and devote your life to the underworld.now," Gaz typed in the letters 'Z-i-m' into the game. "Great! Name your dog," Gaz shrugged and typed in the letters 'G-i-r', but only because the green puppy looked a LOT like that stupid dog Zim had. It was currently lunchtime at skool. Gaz turned on her game only minutes ago as they were thankfully let out to eat some so called 'food'. While other kids were clutching their spleenies after their poisonous meals Gaz and Dib sat at their own table in silence. Since Dib knew exactly where Zim was, he simply glanced at Gaz's game often enough to not face the wrath of his scary sister. A thought came into Dib's oversized head. "Hey, Gaz.Are you able to.Kill the characters in the game?" Dib questioned. Gaz answered by shoving her hand in Dib's face and turning her back towards him. Dib shook his head, sighed, and went back to his thinking.
(Now for the moment we've been all waiting for..Can you feel it?!)
The scene changes to a regular looking field of grass. A spooky looking wiggly stick figure trots (For some reason that word sounds funny.) up to a random place on the field. He sets the box down, clears his throat. Now he is ready to enlighten us with words of wisdom! YAY! "The bunnies chew passionately on my leg! It feels good! You! Machine tinker toy boy! Chew my chicken head! He's friends with the pineapples! We shall defeat them together as one and a half!" People stop to stare at the crazed Happy Noodle Boy. "The pineapples squeak to me in a foreign language.I suck leaves now!" HNB stuffed a pile of leaves into his mouth. He then jumps onto a large lady's head and pulls on her earrings. "Run piggy, run piggy, RUN RUN RUN!!! To the tricycle! We must go after the jello molds! Jiggily wiggily piggily figgily! WOW! A blue car!" A little big headed twenty five year old tugged on his mommy's coat. "Mommy, why is that scary man saying weird stuffs?" The teary eyed little boy asked. "Mommy will solve problem" The truck driver voiced mommy replied. She took out a gun and shot the noodle boy on the head. He died. Everyone was happy. Even the pineapples. Okay, maybe not.but everyone else was happy. They danced around a Christmas tree and sang Puff the Magic Dragon until their heads blew up. Mmm.Head explody!
After the convenient short story that you either read or skipped, Gaz finally finished adding all the required information needed to play the game.
Zim slowly rose from a bed. "Eh? Where am I?!" he wondered to himself. Apparently, he was in a small cabin with a small bookcase, a TV, and a table with one chair. Some force told him to run outside. "I'm not going outside! Can't make me! Hmph!" he yelled. He stood in the middle of the room for a moment. "Oh, stupid force thingies! I told you not to bother me when it was Zim's hour!" He mumbled a few words and then ran outside.
"Hello there, Zim." A short clown like man walked up to him. Zim pointed and gawked at the man who was shorter than him (wow, now that's scary). "AHHH!!! THE CLOWNS!!!" Zim screeched. "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU..clown.y..FACE HUMAN!" The man laughed, his stomach moving up and down.just like jello! J- e-ll-o It's alllliiive! "Ho ho ho. Don't worry, Zim. I am the mayor." "..The ruler of this stink planet is a clown?! MADNESS!" Zim ran around in circles until he stubbed his foot on the mailbox. He then yelped in pain and cursed one thousand Irken swear words. "Uh, yea. I just wanted to welcome you to the village.and stuff. You remember this village, don't you?"
The scene in the game switched to a black and white farm scene with slow happy hill billy music in the background. "Eh? Where am I? Why is everything so dark?" Zim yelled out. "Zim, you cannot go to the city this summer because..well..We don't like you. Mmmyep. We're going to make you stay with your grandpa for the summer so your mother and I will be able to make a trip around the world without you annoying us." The scene faded.
The next scene took place at a farm. Sadly, everything was still black and white. An old drunk farmer loomed over Zim. "Why, hello sonny. I know this place isn't all that exciting.You know, with me working and all. That means you're going to be helping me with some of the work!" Pictures flashed by the screen of Zim cleaning up.erm.dookie in the cow barn with Grandpa in the background happily eating a sandwich, Zim feeding the chickens, A hoard of chickens chasing after the screaming Zim (That's actually happened to me before. Mommy chickens are evvvill..and delicious.) , and last, but certainly not least, Zim by the river with the dog splashing his 'superior' skin. After this quite interesting set of screenshots, we see Zim sitting under a tree fixing one of his lasers. A little girl walks by humming to herself. Zim, with his renewed laser aims it at the little girl. When he pulled on the trigger the laser exploded on him, thus leaving a black faced Zim. The little girl turned her head towards the explosion. For a moment, their eyes met. Ahh.Spring is finally here. ".Ewwww, your face is ugly!" The little girl threw dirt at Zim's face. Wait..that wasn't dirt..that was..Ah, you don't want to know. It took two grueling weeks for the smell to disappear.
Finally, summer was over and the horrible skool season was coming back once again. As Zim was walking out of the village, the little girl came running after him. "Hey! Wait!" she yelled. Zim turned around, one eye squinted. "I.I just wanted to say goodbye to you." The little girl said, red faced and sweaty from running. Zim waved his hand in the air and replied, "Yes, yes. You may say goodbye to the almighty ZIM! because I am ZIM!" The little girl smiled. A secret smile. You know, those smiles that people get when they know something you don't.Those annoy me.They make me cry and pound my fists on the ground and make screamy voices that eat my brains and spew my special fingers on the sidewalk where the dog sniffs them and runs away screamy too. .Oh, did I just say that? I was talking about.uhh.DIB! Yes, Dib!
Anyway, the little girl hugged Zim (aww, how cute). "Do you promise to come back again?" Zim twitched at this sudden change of emotions coming from the girl. "I may come back, Earth child, but the chickens will have to stop pecking my human organ filled neck before that happens. So, I will leave now. Here I go." Zim walked off onto the sunset. What he didn't know was that he had a note tapped onto his back. A super special note I may add. Crude words were written on the paper never to be decoded by anyone, well, except for the girl. As dense as he was, Zim never realized he had a note on his back. He still has the note tapped on his back ten years later! The scene ends with Zim disappearing into the sunset and the little girl staring at him, laughing to herself.
"...blahblahblahblah I'm the mayor of this village." The Mayor rambled. "..Eh?" Zim shook himself out of his flashback mode. He was back in his colorful video game world, the scary clown man standing in front of him. "I said, I hope you have a nice time at this village. We will give you three years before we will evaluate your progress. If we think you are a pitiful moron, wait, I mean not worthy enough to uphold the farm we will kick you out of the village. It hurts. Did I mention that I'm the mayor of this village?" "Yes, pitiful clown mayor-human. You did." Zim replied, nodding his head. The Mayor narrowed his eyes. "I'll just pretend that you didn't say that. Well, should I show you around the village?" "I am not going to have a pitiful huuuuuuuuuman help me! I can do my own.uh..what's that word again?" The mayor rolled his eyes. "Looking around?" he replied. "Yes, that's the one! I shall do my own looking around." Suddenly Zim waved his arms in the air. "I will do the BEST looking around..EVER!" The Mayor slowly backed away, wondering if he would live to see night ever again. He took out his tiny clown mobile, jumped into the car, and sped off.
After five minutes of talking/being screamy to himself, Zim stopped to look around. "I wonder how I can get out of this hideous place.This is just not right!" Zim took out his communicator from his pod. "GIR! Where are you?" Only static replied. "...Gir? Eh, I guess he's busy with that pig or something." The communicator popped back into his pod. For six (a nice change instead of five) more minutes he just stood staring at the weed (no not that kind of weed) filled field. "This place is a MESS! The person, that 'grandfather' of mine must have been a real lazy dookie butt!" Zim looked into his pod for anything that would help him to clean up the mess. Surprisingly he found rusted tools. "Eh? I didn't have these before. These are pitiful human tools, but I guess they will have to do until I can find a source for Irken tool building." He 'equipped' himself with a hammer. He walked up to a small rock and crushed it into tiny inscrutable pieces. "Victory for ZIM!" He continued to crush tiny rocks for most of the day.
At noontime, Zim was too tired to work anymore. He noticed that he could tell how tired he was getting by the actions he did after a certain amount of time doing work. After he broke the last small rock on the field, he fell to the ground, face blue and eyes closed. "Ah, this work tires me." He grumbled. A crawly thing climbed his leg. Zim look down to meet eyes with a spider. He pointed at it with his super special finger. "Who are you?" The spider's front legs twitched. "Do not mock the almighty INVADER ZIM! You don't know what powers you're dealing with!" The spider blinked his eight eyes one at a time. "What do you mean I'm stinky? You're just jealous that I smell better than you! You smell all smelly!" Zim jumped up from the ground pointing at the spider. "I now use mighty foot to squish you!" Zim lifted his foot and slammed it down on the spider. A familiar gothic girl's voice replaced Zim's regular voice. "I told you to not invoke my wrath!" Zim then shook his head, his voice returning to normal. "Wait, I didn't say that."
"Hi there!" Zim turned around to meet eyes with a human. A freaky smiley human at that. She had large red eyes and pink hair that curled on the ends. She wore a white shirt with a corset over it. Her red dress that ended at her feet swayed at her every move. Did I mention that she was smiley? "Stand away, pink hair pig beast! Zim replied. "Hehe, you're funny! I'm Popuri! I work at the chicken farm next to your farm! Isn't that great?! You can buy chickens and chickens and other neat chickens there! I force my brother Rick and my sick mother to do all the work for me, but I sure love flowers!" Zim cocked his head in confusion. This human was almost or equally scary as the clown-mayor. "Smelly human! I do not need to hear your life story! I have my business to tend to! And stop using exclamation marks!" Popuri's smile fell only to rise up again to an insane maniac smile. "Okee dokee arty chokie! I'll see you later, okay? I like flowers.." Popuri walked away picking dandelions. Zim shook his head. "Yes, that pinky-human IS spookier than clown-mayor." He walked away in the other direction, making sure that he would not encounter the spooky pink hair girl ever again. Oh, how wrong he was.So very wrong.
Meanwhile in Invader Zim reality, Gaz continued to play her GS2. "What am I supposed to do in this? This game is stupid!" she thought to herself as she pressed buttons. She felt a light poke on her arm. "Hey, sis?" Dib asked. Gaz raised her fist towards Dib. "Go away Dib before I reach into that big head of yours and pound your tiny brain flat." She growled. "My head's NOT big! Pizza's here and-." He was cut off by Gaz. "Pizza?" Her eyes widened. She pushed Dib out of the way to get to the tasty yummy gooey filthy pizza. Dib fixed his glasses and ran after his sister. "So, have you killed Zim yet?" he asked. "Quiet. Eating." Gaz replied, pizza in mouth, game in hand. Dib shook his head and sighed. He took a slice from the pizza box and ate it in two bites. "Wow! Mysterious Mysteries is on in two minutes!" Dib took the last slice of pizza in the box and ran to the couch. Gaz reached her hand out to get a pizza, but unsurprisingly there were no slices left. Gaz clenched her free hand into a fist and growled. "Dib. Will. PAY!"
The bell on the door knob jingled as it was pushed open. Zim looked around in the pitiful human shop. "Well, I suppose this is cleaner than most places," he muttered. A little black hair man stood behind the counter. "Hello, you must be new here. My name is Jeff. This is the local supermarket where you can buy your seeds for farming, cooking, and other random objects I find at the local village dump. Like this squeak toy!" Jeff held up a pig squeak toy and squeezed the little piggy so it made a cute squeaking noise. Zim narrowed one eye. "Ooookay. What is this 'farming' you speak of?" "You just plant stuff, buy and take care of animals, go fishing, forage for money, get rich.." One hour later Jeff finished his little speech. ".run around town riding a pig, eat a moose, and then go insane because of your boring dead end job. That's all you have to do to be a farmer! Um, Hey? Hello? Are you still here?" Everyone in the store had deserted Jeff. Jeff hung his head low and stared at his now empty hand. "I guess it's just you and me again, piggy..." The pig was no where to be found.
Zim ran out of the store hastily. "These humans are filled with madness! And I still don't know what a farmer is!" He walked passed the hospital. "I'll visit that human store tomorrow, I guess," He shrugged and began to walk back to the cabin. It was almost 3 PM. "Wait, where is that housing unit?" He muttered to himself.
The bells of the church rang, informing that the sun was about to set. Zim was sitting on a bench next to the church. He was using his brains to figure out which direction would lead to the shack. "Hmm..It could be to my right..but what if I was wrong and it was straight ahead on the other route!" A short black haired kid walked up to Zim. He poked Zim in the eye with a stick. "Hello mister green man! Are you lost?" "Ow! Yes! I mean, no, no I could easily find my way around this town little Earth monkey. It is just a matter of time before I reach my shelter unit." The little kid stared dumbly at Zim. A retarded smile formed on his face. "I like flowers, but don't tell anyone!" Zim narrowed one eye. "Yes, yes." Zim replied. Soon these flowers will help me with worl-I mean worm bab- Wait." His eyes glossed over as he dreamed of taking over the Earth. The little boy ran away crying like.a little boy crying. Zim heard the slam of a door a block away. "Stupid worm babies. This place is as worse than that.other place.I live at. These people are just dieing to die! And stuff!" Zim stood up from the bench and kicked the ground. He decided to go into the church to see if someone was worthy enough to give him directions to his crummy shack.
Inside the church many rows of pews sat on both ends on the room. 'Inspiring' music loomed through the room making everyone calm and peaceful. Even Zim was feeling the soothing affects of the church. A lone minister stood in the front of the room reading from a large book. He looked up at his new visitor and smiled. "Hello brother. I am Pastor Carter. What may I do to help you?" Zim rubbed his chin in thought. "Yes, you seem worthy enough to answer my question. Pastor-Beast, I have come here to get directions to this 'farm' place I live at." Zim answered.
"Oh, that old farm where that man recently passed on? You just take the road straight ahead until it becomes a dead end. Then you take a right from there and pass the chicken farm until you reach a sign. I'd think you'd know the rest of the way, yes?" "Yes, yes, I do. You have been a good help for me. I'll give you my honorary thumbs up." Zim's right hand slowly formed into a thumbs up. Pastor Carter smiled.
"Well, I thank you for visiting here. You may come here every Sunday if you want to praise the Goddess." "Goddess? What is this 'Goddess' you speak of?" Zim questioned. "Well," Carter began. "She is the one who supplies us with food and makes this world a comfortable place to live at." "I see," Zim replied, an idea forming in his mind. "And without this Goddess, the Earth would shrivel up for, say, an Invader to take over." Pastor Carter paused for a moment. "Come to think of it, most likely. The world would collapse under its own weight. But that will never happen. The Goddess is invincible, eternal."
"That gives me an idea.." Zim muttered under his breath, smirking to himself. Carter gawked at Zim. "What? That gives me diarrhea?" "Yes! It's brilliant! Ingenius!" Zim began to laugh maniacally. The pastor took out a bible from under his table and handed it to Zim. "Okay the church is closing early today before I have to clean up any grotesque body materials..again. Those little kids are messy, you know? Thank you for visiting the church and may the Goddess save us all." He said as he pushed Zim out the door and onto the stone ground. Zim did not notice that he was out of the church. "Mwahaha-Oh and no that does not give me diarr-Eh?" Zim looked at his surroundings. He shook his head. "Stupid Pastor-Beast. He will work in the salt mines when I rule this planet.I will 'farm' my way to ruling the world with my ruling hoe!" Zim yelled out as he took out his hoe and raised it high for all to see.
The moon was high above the sky as Zim walked back to the farm. "A productive first day. I'll find more information, build some stuff using my super Irken brains, and then I'll get out of this stink hole AND rule all mankind! It'll all be neat!" He walked up to the door of the shack, turned around, and raised his arms in victory. "Victory for ZIIIM!"
END (for now)
So, did you like Zim's first *interesting* day? Yes? Anyway I'll be updating this and we can all watch as Zim goes through the entire Harvest Moon game with Gaz controlling some of the events.That is.If people like and review it. I'm planning on going through most of the festivals from the play station version of the game and maybe a few from the N64 as well as non festival days..It all depends on my time and the popularity of the story, so if you like it, review please!
Oh, and Gir fans do not fear! Gir will make an appearance in the next chapter! Yay!
Disclaimer: Okay, it's obvious that I don't own the characters of Invader Zim or Harvest Moon, but I DO.or.DID own this orange! Hyper hyper hyper..heee.
"Insert your farmer's name and devote your life to the underworld.now," Gaz typed in the letters 'Z-i-m' into the game. "Great! Name your dog," Gaz shrugged and typed in the letters 'G-i-r', but only because the green puppy looked a LOT like that stupid dog Zim had. It was currently lunchtime at skool. Gaz turned on her game only minutes ago as they were thankfully let out to eat some so called 'food'. While other kids were clutching their spleenies after their poisonous meals Gaz and Dib sat at their own table in silence. Since Dib knew exactly where Zim was, he simply glanced at Gaz's game often enough to not face the wrath of his scary sister. A thought came into Dib's oversized head. "Hey, Gaz.Are you able to.Kill the characters in the game?" Dib questioned. Gaz answered by shoving her hand in Dib's face and turning her back towards him. Dib shook his head, sighed, and went back to his thinking.
(Now for the moment we've been all waiting for..Can you feel it?!)
The scene changes to a regular looking field of grass. A spooky looking wiggly stick figure trots (For some reason that word sounds funny.) up to a random place on the field. He sets the box down, clears his throat. Now he is ready to enlighten us with words of wisdom! YAY! "The bunnies chew passionately on my leg! It feels good! You! Machine tinker toy boy! Chew my chicken head! He's friends with the pineapples! We shall defeat them together as one and a half!" People stop to stare at the crazed Happy Noodle Boy. "The pineapples squeak to me in a foreign language.I suck leaves now!" HNB stuffed a pile of leaves into his mouth. He then jumps onto a large lady's head and pulls on her earrings. "Run piggy, run piggy, RUN RUN RUN!!! To the tricycle! We must go after the jello molds! Jiggily wiggily piggily figgily! WOW! A blue car!" A little big headed twenty five year old tugged on his mommy's coat. "Mommy, why is that scary man saying weird stuffs?" The teary eyed little boy asked. "Mommy will solve problem" The truck driver voiced mommy replied. She took out a gun and shot the noodle boy on the head. He died. Everyone was happy. Even the pineapples. Okay, maybe not.but everyone else was happy. They danced around a Christmas tree and sang Puff the Magic Dragon until their heads blew up. Mmm.Head explody!
After the convenient short story that you either read or skipped, Gaz finally finished adding all the required information needed to play the game.
Zim slowly rose from a bed. "Eh? Where am I?!" he wondered to himself. Apparently, he was in a small cabin with a small bookcase, a TV, and a table with one chair. Some force told him to run outside. "I'm not going outside! Can't make me! Hmph!" he yelled. He stood in the middle of the room for a moment. "Oh, stupid force thingies! I told you not to bother me when it was Zim's hour!" He mumbled a few words and then ran outside.
"Hello there, Zim." A short clown like man walked up to him. Zim pointed and gawked at the man who was shorter than him (wow, now that's scary). "AHHH!!! THE CLOWNS!!!" Zim screeched. "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU..clown.y..FACE HUMAN!" The man laughed, his stomach moving up and down.just like jello! J- e-ll-o It's alllliiive! "Ho ho ho. Don't worry, Zim. I am the mayor." "..The ruler of this stink planet is a clown?! MADNESS!" Zim ran around in circles until he stubbed his foot on the mailbox. He then yelped in pain and cursed one thousand Irken swear words. "Uh, yea. I just wanted to welcome you to the village.and stuff. You remember this village, don't you?"
The scene in the game switched to a black and white farm scene with slow happy hill billy music in the background. "Eh? Where am I? Why is everything so dark?" Zim yelled out. "Zim, you cannot go to the city this summer because..well..We don't like you. Mmmyep. We're going to make you stay with your grandpa for the summer so your mother and I will be able to make a trip around the world without you annoying us." The scene faded.
The next scene took place at a farm. Sadly, everything was still black and white. An old drunk farmer loomed over Zim. "Why, hello sonny. I know this place isn't all that exciting.You know, with me working and all. That means you're going to be helping me with some of the work!" Pictures flashed by the screen of Zim cleaning up.erm.dookie in the cow barn with Grandpa in the background happily eating a sandwich, Zim feeding the chickens, A hoard of chickens chasing after the screaming Zim (That's actually happened to me before. Mommy chickens are evvvill..and delicious.) , and last, but certainly not least, Zim by the river with the dog splashing his 'superior' skin. After this quite interesting set of screenshots, we see Zim sitting under a tree fixing one of his lasers. A little girl walks by humming to herself. Zim, with his renewed laser aims it at the little girl. When he pulled on the trigger the laser exploded on him, thus leaving a black faced Zim. The little girl turned her head towards the explosion. For a moment, their eyes met. Ahh.Spring is finally here. ".Ewwww, your face is ugly!" The little girl threw dirt at Zim's face. Wait..that wasn't dirt..that was..Ah, you don't want to know. It took two grueling weeks for the smell to disappear.
Finally, summer was over and the horrible skool season was coming back once again. As Zim was walking out of the village, the little girl came running after him. "Hey! Wait!" she yelled. Zim turned around, one eye squinted. "I.I just wanted to say goodbye to you." The little girl said, red faced and sweaty from running. Zim waved his hand in the air and replied, "Yes, yes. You may say goodbye to the almighty ZIM! because I am ZIM!" The little girl smiled. A secret smile. You know, those smiles that people get when they know something you don't.Those annoy me.They make me cry and pound my fists on the ground and make screamy voices that eat my brains and spew my special fingers on the sidewalk where the dog sniffs them and runs away screamy too. .Oh, did I just say that? I was talking about.uhh.DIB! Yes, Dib!
Anyway, the little girl hugged Zim (aww, how cute). "Do you promise to come back again?" Zim twitched at this sudden change of emotions coming from the girl. "I may come back, Earth child, but the chickens will have to stop pecking my human organ filled neck before that happens. So, I will leave now. Here I go." Zim walked off onto the sunset. What he didn't know was that he had a note tapped onto his back. A super special note I may add. Crude words were written on the paper never to be decoded by anyone, well, except for the girl. As dense as he was, Zim never realized he had a note on his back. He still has the note tapped on his back ten years later! The scene ends with Zim disappearing into the sunset and the little girl staring at him, laughing to herself.
"...blahblahblahblah I'm the mayor of this village." The Mayor rambled. "..Eh?" Zim shook himself out of his flashback mode. He was back in his colorful video game world, the scary clown man standing in front of him. "I said, I hope you have a nice time at this village. We will give you three years before we will evaluate your progress. If we think you are a pitiful moron, wait, I mean not worthy enough to uphold the farm we will kick you out of the village. It hurts. Did I mention that I'm the mayor of this village?" "Yes, pitiful clown mayor-human. You did." Zim replied, nodding his head. The Mayor narrowed his eyes. "I'll just pretend that you didn't say that. Well, should I show you around the village?" "I am not going to have a pitiful huuuuuuuuuman help me! I can do my own.uh..what's that word again?" The mayor rolled his eyes. "Looking around?" he replied. "Yes, that's the one! I shall do my own looking around." Suddenly Zim waved his arms in the air. "I will do the BEST looking around..EVER!" The Mayor slowly backed away, wondering if he would live to see night ever again. He took out his tiny clown mobile, jumped into the car, and sped off.
After five minutes of talking/being screamy to himself, Zim stopped to look around. "I wonder how I can get out of this hideous place.This is just not right!" Zim took out his communicator from his pod. "GIR! Where are you?" Only static replied. "...Gir? Eh, I guess he's busy with that pig or something." The communicator popped back into his pod. For six (a nice change instead of five) more minutes he just stood staring at the weed (no not that kind of weed) filled field. "This place is a MESS! The person, that 'grandfather' of mine must have been a real lazy dookie butt!" Zim looked into his pod for anything that would help him to clean up the mess. Surprisingly he found rusted tools. "Eh? I didn't have these before. These are pitiful human tools, but I guess they will have to do until I can find a source for Irken tool building." He 'equipped' himself with a hammer. He walked up to a small rock and crushed it into tiny inscrutable pieces. "Victory for ZIM!" He continued to crush tiny rocks for most of the day.
At noontime, Zim was too tired to work anymore. He noticed that he could tell how tired he was getting by the actions he did after a certain amount of time doing work. After he broke the last small rock on the field, he fell to the ground, face blue and eyes closed. "Ah, this work tires me." He grumbled. A crawly thing climbed his leg. Zim look down to meet eyes with a spider. He pointed at it with his super special finger. "Who are you?" The spider's front legs twitched. "Do not mock the almighty INVADER ZIM! You don't know what powers you're dealing with!" The spider blinked his eight eyes one at a time. "What do you mean I'm stinky? You're just jealous that I smell better than you! You smell all smelly!" Zim jumped up from the ground pointing at the spider. "I now use mighty foot to squish you!" Zim lifted his foot and slammed it down on the spider. A familiar gothic girl's voice replaced Zim's regular voice. "I told you to not invoke my wrath!" Zim then shook his head, his voice returning to normal. "Wait, I didn't say that."
"Hi there!" Zim turned around to meet eyes with a human. A freaky smiley human at that. She had large red eyes and pink hair that curled on the ends. She wore a white shirt with a corset over it. Her red dress that ended at her feet swayed at her every move. Did I mention that she was smiley? "Stand away, pink hair pig beast! Zim replied. "Hehe, you're funny! I'm Popuri! I work at the chicken farm next to your farm! Isn't that great?! You can buy chickens and chickens and other neat chickens there! I force my brother Rick and my sick mother to do all the work for me, but I sure love flowers!" Zim cocked his head in confusion. This human was almost or equally scary as the clown-mayor. "Smelly human! I do not need to hear your life story! I have my business to tend to! And stop using exclamation marks!" Popuri's smile fell only to rise up again to an insane maniac smile. "Okee dokee arty chokie! I'll see you later, okay? I like flowers.." Popuri walked away picking dandelions. Zim shook his head. "Yes, that pinky-human IS spookier than clown-mayor." He walked away in the other direction, making sure that he would not encounter the spooky pink hair girl ever again. Oh, how wrong he was.So very wrong.
Meanwhile in Invader Zim reality, Gaz continued to play her GS2. "What am I supposed to do in this? This game is stupid!" she thought to herself as she pressed buttons. She felt a light poke on her arm. "Hey, sis?" Dib asked. Gaz raised her fist towards Dib. "Go away Dib before I reach into that big head of yours and pound your tiny brain flat." She growled. "My head's NOT big! Pizza's here and-." He was cut off by Gaz. "Pizza?" Her eyes widened. She pushed Dib out of the way to get to the tasty yummy gooey filthy pizza. Dib fixed his glasses and ran after his sister. "So, have you killed Zim yet?" he asked. "Quiet. Eating." Gaz replied, pizza in mouth, game in hand. Dib shook his head and sighed. He took a slice from the pizza box and ate it in two bites. "Wow! Mysterious Mysteries is on in two minutes!" Dib took the last slice of pizza in the box and ran to the couch. Gaz reached her hand out to get a pizza, but unsurprisingly there were no slices left. Gaz clenched her free hand into a fist and growled. "Dib. Will. PAY!"
The bell on the door knob jingled as it was pushed open. Zim looked around in the pitiful human shop. "Well, I suppose this is cleaner than most places," he muttered. A little black hair man stood behind the counter. "Hello, you must be new here. My name is Jeff. This is the local supermarket where you can buy your seeds for farming, cooking, and other random objects I find at the local village dump. Like this squeak toy!" Jeff held up a pig squeak toy and squeezed the little piggy so it made a cute squeaking noise. Zim narrowed one eye. "Ooookay. What is this 'farming' you speak of?" "You just plant stuff, buy and take care of animals, go fishing, forage for money, get rich.." One hour later Jeff finished his little speech. ".run around town riding a pig, eat a moose, and then go insane because of your boring dead end job. That's all you have to do to be a farmer! Um, Hey? Hello? Are you still here?" Everyone in the store had deserted Jeff. Jeff hung his head low and stared at his now empty hand. "I guess it's just you and me again, piggy..." The pig was no where to be found.
Zim ran out of the store hastily. "These humans are filled with madness! And I still don't know what a farmer is!" He walked passed the hospital. "I'll visit that human store tomorrow, I guess," He shrugged and began to walk back to the cabin. It was almost 3 PM. "Wait, where is that housing unit?" He muttered to himself.
The bells of the church rang, informing that the sun was about to set. Zim was sitting on a bench next to the church. He was using his brains to figure out which direction would lead to the shack. "Hmm..It could be to my right..but what if I was wrong and it was straight ahead on the other route!" A short black haired kid walked up to Zim. He poked Zim in the eye with a stick. "Hello mister green man! Are you lost?" "Ow! Yes! I mean, no, no I could easily find my way around this town little Earth monkey. It is just a matter of time before I reach my shelter unit." The little kid stared dumbly at Zim. A retarded smile formed on his face. "I like flowers, but don't tell anyone!" Zim narrowed one eye. "Yes, yes." Zim replied. Soon these flowers will help me with worl-I mean worm bab- Wait." His eyes glossed over as he dreamed of taking over the Earth. The little boy ran away crying like.a little boy crying. Zim heard the slam of a door a block away. "Stupid worm babies. This place is as worse than that.other place.I live at. These people are just dieing to die! And stuff!" Zim stood up from the bench and kicked the ground. He decided to go into the church to see if someone was worthy enough to give him directions to his crummy shack.
Inside the church many rows of pews sat on both ends on the room. 'Inspiring' music loomed through the room making everyone calm and peaceful. Even Zim was feeling the soothing affects of the church. A lone minister stood in the front of the room reading from a large book. He looked up at his new visitor and smiled. "Hello brother. I am Pastor Carter. What may I do to help you?" Zim rubbed his chin in thought. "Yes, you seem worthy enough to answer my question. Pastor-Beast, I have come here to get directions to this 'farm' place I live at." Zim answered.
"Oh, that old farm where that man recently passed on? You just take the road straight ahead until it becomes a dead end. Then you take a right from there and pass the chicken farm until you reach a sign. I'd think you'd know the rest of the way, yes?" "Yes, yes, I do. You have been a good help for me. I'll give you my honorary thumbs up." Zim's right hand slowly formed into a thumbs up. Pastor Carter smiled.
"Well, I thank you for visiting here. You may come here every Sunday if you want to praise the Goddess." "Goddess? What is this 'Goddess' you speak of?" Zim questioned. "Well," Carter began. "She is the one who supplies us with food and makes this world a comfortable place to live at." "I see," Zim replied, an idea forming in his mind. "And without this Goddess, the Earth would shrivel up for, say, an Invader to take over." Pastor Carter paused for a moment. "Come to think of it, most likely. The world would collapse under its own weight. But that will never happen. The Goddess is invincible, eternal."
"That gives me an idea.." Zim muttered under his breath, smirking to himself. Carter gawked at Zim. "What? That gives me diarrhea?" "Yes! It's brilliant! Ingenius!" Zim began to laugh maniacally. The pastor took out a bible from under his table and handed it to Zim. "Okay the church is closing early today before I have to clean up any grotesque body materials..again. Those little kids are messy, you know? Thank you for visiting the church and may the Goddess save us all." He said as he pushed Zim out the door and onto the stone ground. Zim did not notice that he was out of the church. "Mwahaha-Oh and no that does not give me diarr-Eh?" Zim looked at his surroundings. He shook his head. "Stupid Pastor-Beast. He will work in the salt mines when I rule this planet.I will 'farm' my way to ruling the world with my ruling hoe!" Zim yelled out as he took out his hoe and raised it high for all to see.
The moon was high above the sky as Zim walked back to the farm. "A productive first day. I'll find more information, build some stuff using my super Irken brains, and then I'll get out of this stink hole AND rule all mankind! It'll all be neat!" He walked up to the door of the shack, turned around, and raised his arms in victory. "Victory for ZIIIM!"
END (for now)
So, did you like Zim's first *interesting* day? Yes? Anyway I'll be updating this and we can all watch as Zim goes through the entire Harvest Moon game with Gaz controlling some of the events.That is.If people like and review it. I'm planning on going through most of the festivals from the play station version of the game and maybe a few from the N64 as well as non festival days..It all depends on my time and the popularity of the story, so if you like it, review please!
Oh, and Gir fans do not fear! Gir will make an appearance in the next chapter! Yay!