A/N: Sorry for the long wait folks, as if you were even keeping track. I've
been busy with skool. I'm also writing a whole bunch of stories including
this one. They're better. I hope to get them up sometime. Any who, onward
with the ficcy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim. Jhonen created it. Jhonen rocks! Sadly, Viacom ::grumble:: owns it.
Another Insane Irken
Part Three
By: Invader Zine
Zim and Zine walked through the skool's hallways. Zine wore a button on her chest that said "Visitor." She shined it proudly.
"Look at this spiffy button!" Zine said.
"I can't believe they just let you in," Zim muttered.
Writing on her clipboard, Zine asked, "So what do you do here?"
"In the human skools they learn about the planet and how to survive on it."
"So you know a lot?"
"Plenty!"
"Then why are you still waiting on this planet? Why aren't you finished with it?"
"Grrr.Here! Here is the classroom!" Zim walked into the classroom, Zine following. As the two entered, various faces turned, but most just ignored them. An older, spooky looking lady in a black dress sat in the front of the room. On her desk was a nameplate that read "Bitters." When Zim took his seat, the spooky lady slithered over to Zine.
"A visitor? What are your purposes?" Ms. Bitters asked.
"Well, I-"
"She's my cousin!" Zim interrupted.
"You have a cousin?" Zita, the girl behind Zim, asked.
"He doesn't have a cousin! He's an alien!" shouted Dib, the boy with black, spiky hair. At that, Zine wrote on her clipboard.
"I'm visiting." Zine told Ms. Bitters.
"Okay, but if I hear another word from you, you will be exterminated," Ms. Bitters growled.
Zine leaned against the wall next to Zim. When Ms. Bitter began ranting about the world being so happy, Zine leaned over and asked Zim, "Who's the big-headed human over there?"
"Dib," Zim sneered. "My worst enemy."
"Ah."
As the skool bell rang, all the children ran out of the room. All besides Zim, Zine, and Dib. After the room was near empty, Zim made his way out. Zine followed him with her clipboard. Dib was close behind. Zim walked out the front doors and stopped, watching Zine scribble away.
"What are you writing?" the short, green boy asked.
"Stuff." Zine told him flatly.
"Got another alien friend, Zim?"
Zim spun around to see Dib, with an evil grin on his pale face.
"Not now, Dib-worm," Zim spat through gritted teeth. Zine wrote on her clipboard. Zim walked away. Zine stayed right behind him. Quickly, Dib ran in front of Zim.
"What's your new plan, Zim? Can't even conquer a planet on your own, so you got help? Hah!"
Zine leaned over to Zim and whispered, "What's his problem?"
"His head's too big."
"My head's not big!"
"So.Dib. You seem to know lots about Zim. How is he as a .person- whatever?"
"What?"
"Does he seem 'normal.'"
"No! He's an alien. Just like you!" Dib pointed at Zine, his arm shaking.
"Well, I never!"
"Hey, Dib!" Zim shouted. He pointed past the boy. "Look over there!"
"Huh?" Dib turned around. "There's nothing over there." He turned back around. "There's nothing over there, Zim!" But neither Zim nor Zine was in front of him. "Ah! I have to stop doing that!"
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That's all for now, Zimmers. Yes, it be lame. I'm workin' on it. More as soon as I can get it up!
~*Invader Zine: The DEAD Lord Of All Humans!*~ "'Cause life is such a drag."
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim. Jhonen created it. Jhonen rocks! Sadly, Viacom ::grumble:: owns it.
Another Insane Irken
Part Three
By: Invader Zine
Zim and Zine walked through the skool's hallways. Zine wore a button on her chest that said "Visitor." She shined it proudly.
"Look at this spiffy button!" Zine said.
"I can't believe they just let you in," Zim muttered.
Writing on her clipboard, Zine asked, "So what do you do here?"
"In the human skools they learn about the planet and how to survive on it."
"So you know a lot?"
"Plenty!"
"Then why are you still waiting on this planet? Why aren't you finished with it?"
"Grrr.Here! Here is the classroom!" Zim walked into the classroom, Zine following. As the two entered, various faces turned, but most just ignored them. An older, spooky looking lady in a black dress sat in the front of the room. On her desk was a nameplate that read "Bitters." When Zim took his seat, the spooky lady slithered over to Zine.
"A visitor? What are your purposes?" Ms. Bitters asked.
"Well, I-"
"She's my cousin!" Zim interrupted.
"You have a cousin?" Zita, the girl behind Zim, asked.
"He doesn't have a cousin! He's an alien!" shouted Dib, the boy with black, spiky hair. At that, Zine wrote on her clipboard.
"I'm visiting." Zine told Ms. Bitters.
"Okay, but if I hear another word from you, you will be exterminated," Ms. Bitters growled.
Zine leaned against the wall next to Zim. When Ms. Bitter began ranting about the world being so happy, Zine leaned over and asked Zim, "Who's the big-headed human over there?"
"Dib," Zim sneered. "My worst enemy."
"Ah."
As the skool bell rang, all the children ran out of the room. All besides Zim, Zine, and Dib. After the room was near empty, Zim made his way out. Zine followed him with her clipboard. Dib was close behind. Zim walked out the front doors and stopped, watching Zine scribble away.
"What are you writing?" the short, green boy asked.
"Stuff." Zine told him flatly.
"Got another alien friend, Zim?"
Zim spun around to see Dib, with an evil grin on his pale face.
"Not now, Dib-worm," Zim spat through gritted teeth. Zine wrote on her clipboard. Zim walked away. Zine stayed right behind him. Quickly, Dib ran in front of Zim.
"What's your new plan, Zim? Can't even conquer a planet on your own, so you got help? Hah!"
Zine leaned over to Zim and whispered, "What's his problem?"
"His head's too big."
"My head's not big!"
"So.Dib. You seem to know lots about Zim. How is he as a .person- whatever?"
"What?"
"Does he seem 'normal.'"
"No! He's an alien. Just like you!" Dib pointed at Zine, his arm shaking.
"Well, I never!"
"Hey, Dib!" Zim shouted. He pointed past the boy. "Look over there!"
"Huh?" Dib turned around. "There's nothing over there." He turned back around. "There's nothing over there, Zim!" But neither Zim nor Zine was in front of him. "Ah! I have to stop doing that!"
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That's all for now, Zimmers. Yes, it be lame. I'm workin' on it. More as soon as I can get it up!
~*Invader Zine: The DEAD Lord Of All Humans!*~ "'Cause life is such a drag."