Tag! YOU'RE IT!
Chapter 2 – Extreme Planning
Invader Z
I do not own Invader Zim…yet! MWAHAHAHAHA! Invader Zim is copyright Jhonen Vasquez, Nickelodeon, and Viacom.
A/N: Okay, I am sick of typing Zim in all caps. Its getting annoying! Brackets ([ ]) now will mean –thinking.
"I almost had him!! I did Gir!" Zim was pacing in his living room. "That stupid bell. Now I'm just gonna have to think of a plan. Hmmmm…." "I know!!" Gir squealed, "Attach a rubber piggy to his brain and make him run on a tread mill!" "You know Gir, that is…THE STUPIDEST IDEA I HAVE EVER HEARD! But wait… If I somehow make him lose sleep he will lose energy right?" Zim looks down at Gir who is playing with his rubber pig. "I don't know master Zim!" Gir jumps onto Zim's head. "YEE-HOO! I'm getting' a ride! I'm getting' a ride!" Zim reaches up and tries to pull Gir off his head. "Gir! Get off my head!!" "Awww… Master sad! Imma gonna make master happy!" "It would make me happy for you to get off my head Gir." Gir starts staring off into space. "Gir! I see some tacos on the kitchen table!" Tacos?!? Where?!" Gir jumps off Zim's head and runs into the kitchen. Zim takes this opportunity to run into his lab.
~Meanwhile – As all this happened~
"Gaz, Zim didn't know what Tag was in gym class today." "So?" "So?! I can finally rid Earth of Zim!" "Oh lemme guess. He's gonna take over the Earth again?" Gaz starts mocking Dib. "I must save Earth. Someone has to!" Dib stares at his feet. "Stop Gaz. I'm not in the mood right now." Dib?... Dib?!... DIB!!" "What Gaz?!" "Our house is right here." "Oh… Ha ha." Dib runs inside and up to his room.
[There has got to be a way to ensure Zim will lose the bet tomorrow. Wait… Dad's new invention. 'The Speedster'! It can give me enough speed to defeat Zim and wear him out. Too bad Dad took it to his film shoot.] Dib runs down the stares and stands in front of Gaz who is sitting on the couch.
"Hey Gaz? When does Dad get home?"
"About 11:30. Why?"
"I need to ask him a question."
"What question?"
"Just a question."
"Tell me Dib. Tell me… or invoke my wrath" Gaz grabs Dib by the shirt.
"Okay, Okay! I wanted to ask Dad if I could borrow his machine – The Speedster."
"Oh. That's all? What a lame question." Gaz let go of Dib. "Geez! She's a pain!" Dib said under his breath.
~Back at Zim's Base~
"Gir, If I invent a machine to slow everything down but me, instead of trying to make the Dib-human lose sleep, do you think I would succeed in winning? I mean it would be easier to build the invention." "Shhh. Angry Monkey is on." Gir turns his attention back to it. "Ha ha. I like Taquitos!!" Gir screams.
Zim has already left. He went down to his lab to think. [At least here I can get some peace and quiet. Okay, let's see… How would I build this invention?] Zim sits down in his chair.
"Computer!"
"Yes, Zim?"
"Show me some blueprints for a machine that shows… everything… down… Except me."
"Why don't you think of a name first? How about 'The Slow Thing'?"
"No."
"Zim-accelerator?"
"No!"
"Earth Stopper?"
"NO!" (A/N: Technically the machine won't stop the Earth- Just slow it down. I needed to think of a name. Um… I shut up now.)
"Geez, Zim! I was just trying to help!" Zim ignores the computer's comment.
"I have an idea for a name!"
"What?"
"The Zim-Speeder!"
"Isn't that practically the same as the Zim-Accelerator?"
"No…"
"O… k.."
"Computer! Show me some blueprints for The Zim-Speeder."
The computer flashes 3 types of blueprints. Zim chooses the second one because of its size. It being small and all. (A/N: It rhymes!) and it looked like it was the most powerful. Zim worked on it for hours. Occasionally Gir would pop in and destroy Zim's work which set him back a few more hours. Gir ended up being locked inside his room because of all the trouble he was causing.
It was 11:15 at the Membrane household. Dib was on the couch barely able to stay awake watching re-runs of Mysterious Mysteries he had recorded. Gaz fell asleep on the couch playing her Game Slave 4. "I'm home!" Professor Membrane walked in through the front door.
"Dad?"
"Well hi Dib! Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"I guess but I wanted to ask you a question. Can I have 'The Speedster' for gym tomorrow?"
"Sure why do you want it?"
"I need to defeat Zim in a game of Tag during Gym class." Dib took 'The Speedster' from his dad and ran up to his room to go to bed.
"Almost done! Just a few… more… screws… and… there! Okay now I'm ready for Gym tomorrow." Zim took the elevator up to the main floor. He found Gir fast asleep on the floor and decided to take the insane sir to his room to sleep. (A/N: Zim let Gir out of his room earlier.)
The next day dragged on forever. Ms. Bitters was repeating another one of her 'doom' speeches. Most of the kids in her class were losing their minds. "And that's why feeding Zombies will result in doom."
RRRING! Finally it was time for Gym class. "Hey Zim! I'm so gonna win the bet!" "Ha! In your dreams Dib!"
Ha ha! I'm awful. I had to stop there. I am not going to post the next part till I get more reviews. There was a reason in the last chapter that Dib told Zim what tag was. If I had Dib lie, I wouldn't be able to write my idea. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Chapter 2 – Extreme Planning
Invader Z
I do not own Invader Zim…yet! MWAHAHAHAHA! Invader Zim is copyright Jhonen Vasquez, Nickelodeon, and Viacom.
A/N: Okay, I am sick of typing Zim in all caps. Its getting annoying! Brackets ([ ]) now will mean –thinking.
"I almost had him!! I did Gir!" Zim was pacing in his living room. "That stupid bell. Now I'm just gonna have to think of a plan. Hmmmm…." "I know!!" Gir squealed, "Attach a rubber piggy to his brain and make him run on a tread mill!" "You know Gir, that is…THE STUPIDEST IDEA I HAVE EVER HEARD! But wait… If I somehow make him lose sleep he will lose energy right?" Zim looks down at Gir who is playing with his rubber pig. "I don't know master Zim!" Gir jumps onto Zim's head. "YEE-HOO! I'm getting' a ride! I'm getting' a ride!" Zim reaches up and tries to pull Gir off his head. "Gir! Get off my head!!" "Awww… Master sad! Imma gonna make master happy!" "It would make me happy for you to get off my head Gir." Gir starts staring off into space. "Gir! I see some tacos on the kitchen table!" Tacos?!? Where?!" Gir jumps off Zim's head and runs into the kitchen. Zim takes this opportunity to run into his lab.
~Meanwhile – As all this happened~
"Gaz, Zim didn't know what Tag was in gym class today." "So?" "So?! I can finally rid Earth of Zim!" "Oh lemme guess. He's gonna take over the Earth again?" Gaz starts mocking Dib. "I must save Earth. Someone has to!" Dib stares at his feet. "Stop Gaz. I'm not in the mood right now." Dib?... Dib?!... DIB!!" "What Gaz?!" "Our house is right here." "Oh… Ha ha." Dib runs inside and up to his room.
[There has got to be a way to ensure Zim will lose the bet tomorrow. Wait… Dad's new invention. 'The Speedster'! It can give me enough speed to defeat Zim and wear him out. Too bad Dad took it to his film shoot.] Dib runs down the stares and stands in front of Gaz who is sitting on the couch.
"Hey Gaz? When does Dad get home?"
"About 11:30. Why?"
"I need to ask him a question."
"What question?"
"Just a question."
"Tell me Dib. Tell me… or invoke my wrath" Gaz grabs Dib by the shirt.
"Okay, Okay! I wanted to ask Dad if I could borrow his machine – The Speedster."
"Oh. That's all? What a lame question." Gaz let go of Dib. "Geez! She's a pain!" Dib said under his breath.
~Back at Zim's Base~
"Gir, If I invent a machine to slow everything down but me, instead of trying to make the Dib-human lose sleep, do you think I would succeed in winning? I mean it would be easier to build the invention." "Shhh. Angry Monkey is on." Gir turns his attention back to it. "Ha ha. I like Taquitos!!" Gir screams.
Zim has already left. He went down to his lab to think. [At least here I can get some peace and quiet. Okay, let's see… How would I build this invention?] Zim sits down in his chair.
"Computer!"
"Yes, Zim?"
"Show me some blueprints for a machine that shows… everything… down… Except me."
"Why don't you think of a name first? How about 'The Slow Thing'?"
"No."
"Zim-accelerator?"
"No!"
"Earth Stopper?"
"NO!" (A/N: Technically the machine won't stop the Earth- Just slow it down. I needed to think of a name. Um… I shut up now.)
"Geez, Zim! I was just trying to help!" Zim ignores the computer's comment.
"I have an idea for a name!"
"What?"
"The Zim-Speeder!"
"Isn't that practically the same as the Zim-Accelerator?"
"No…"
"O… k.."
"Computer! Show me some blueprints for The Zim-Speeder."
The computer flashes 3 types of blueprints. Zim chooses the second one because of its size. It being small and all. (A/N: It rhymes!) and it looked like it was the most powerful. Zim worked on it for hours. Occasionally Gir would pop in and destroy Zim's work which set him back a few more hours. Gir ended up being locked inside his room because of all the trouble he was causing.
It was 11:15 at the Membrane household. Dib was on the couch barely able to stay awake watching re-runs of Mysterious Mysteries he had recorded. Gaz fell asleep on the couch playing her Game Slave 4. "I'm home!" Professor Membrane walked in through the front door.
"Dad?"
"Well hi Dib! Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"I guess but I wanted to ask you a question. Can I have 'The Speedster' for gym tomorrow?"
"Sure why do you want it?"
"I need to defeat Zim in a game of Tag during Gym class." Dib took 'The Speedster' from his dad and ran up to his room to go to bed.
"Almost done! Just a few… more… screws… and… there! Okay now I'm ready for Gym tomorrow." Zim took the elevator up to the main floor. He found Gir fast asleep on the floor and decided to take the insane sir to his room to sleep. (A/N: Zim let Gir out of his room earlier.)
The next day dragged on forever. Ms. Bitters was repeating another one of her 'doom' speeches. Most of the kids in her class were losing their minds. "And that's why feeding Zombies will result in doom."
RRRING! Finally it was time for Gym class. "Hey Zim! I'm so gonna win the bet!" "Ha! In your dreams Dib!"
Ha ha! I'm awful. I had to stop there. I am not going to post the next part till I get more reviews. There was a reason in the last chapter that Dib told Zim what tag was. If I had Dib lie, I wouldn't be able to write my idea. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!