Mama say she's a devil..
"Hi."
One simple word. A million thoughts raced through Zim's head. Was this girl actually being friendly to
him? NO human was ever friendly to him. Zim would always say "they're just intimidated by the mighty
ZIM." She was still knelt beside him, couldn't she see he wasn't interested in her petty chitchat? Only a
few words surfaced that would make the least bit of sense at this point to Zim. "What do you want, stink
beast?" He finally said suspiciously. She looked at him without shock or insult, she merely said, "just
wanted to talk, you look lonely..." She said with a smile a little too friendly. "Would you like to play?" She
asked holding out the dodge ball innocently. "No, I would not." He said blatantly and turned back to his
note pad. She let her sunglasses tip a little forward showing her eyes. "If you say so," she said
nonchalantly, flipped her glasses back over her eyes and began walking away.
"Stinking Earth-pigs," Zim grumbled under his breath, "they're all the same."
"I never said I was human," she called back to him without turning her head. Zim almost dropped his
notepad. "What did you say?" He said, his eyes bugging out of his head. She smirked and stopped in her
tracks. She turned to him, "I said 'I never said I was from here.'" She repeated. "Why? Aren't you?"
"W-well of course I AM! I am as HUUMAN as they come! Just look at my neck!" He assured pointing at
his neck. She snickered a little bit and started spinning the dodge ball on her finger.
"You sure are great at lying huh, Zim?" She said, and tossed the ball a few inches in the air and tucked it
under her right arm.
"What are you talking about? . And how do you know my name?" He said, frightened now. She
snickered again, "I know more than you could possibly imagine" And chucked the ball onto his stomach, he
responded with a quiet "oof!" She put her hands on her hips and lifted an eyebrow at him. Throwing the
dodge ball off of his stomach, Zim stood up and stared at her. "Wh-who are you?"
"You may call me Sadi," she said holding out her hand. He just stared at her more. "Not hands shake type
huh?" She asked, "how about hugs?" Then without warning, she wrapped her arms around him and
squeezed him hard.
"LET GO OF ME!" He shrieked, and she did.
"Okay, you don't do hand shakes, you don't like hugs, how DO you greet new people then?" He just stared at her, with a mixture of anger and confusion. "Oh that's right," she continued. "You don't greet at all, you
know, that's not the way you make friends." His eyes widened, there were million things he wanted to say,
but it felt like his throat had completely squeezed shut. She leaned forward so her face was level with his.
"You wanna know why I'm here Zim?" He just nodded slowly. She let her sunglasses tip from her eyes
again, the first time he hadn't noticed her do it, but now he was face to face with her and looked directly
into those eyes. Fear shivered up his spine as soon as he saw those eyes, they burned a shade of red that
seemed to glow around her tiny pupils. "I can make all of your hopes and dreams come true, anything
that'd you've ever wished or cried for I can make happen." He gulped down hard. "I know exactly what it's
like day after day for you," she blinked down slowly and closed her eyes.
"You spend eight agonizing hours having to learn useless information from a teacher that seems less human
than you are, while trying your hardest to go on with your studies of this place, but every idiotic human just
seems to taunts you; treating you like a lower form of what they are. If only they knew. wait, one of them
does. He is the worst to put up with, every day he's up in your face asking "What's your plan today?? I
know you're up to something!" even when you're actually not. Whenever you feel like you've come across
a perfect plan to take over this filthy planet and get the Tallest to respect you for the great Irken you really
are.. It all blows up in your face. That's how it's always been for you Zim." She opened her eyes again; he
could barely look at her now. "I know how your home planet used to treat you too, the way the other
children treated you. teased you.. All because of your height.. They were so cruel. That's what drove you
to what you are today, you figure if you make everyone think you're important by yelling at them and
telling them they were inferior, they'll respect you, but that only makes things worse. You've got a lot of
emotions bottled up Zim, seeing happiness or remorse, as a sign of weakness is not a way to go on with
life. It's unhealthy. The life you keep fighting for is not getting to you any faster.. But I can get it for you
Zim, I can make it happen. I can make you happy again, do you remember being happy, Zim?" She tilted
her head at him; he looked away as if he had just been shot in the arm with an arrow.
"That's a question you'll have to think about, but for now, you have to get to class." And with that she
turned and walked away. Zim, still leaned against the wall stared completely perplexed with had just
happened, he took his hands up to his head and wrapped them around it, as if to block out all of those
words and sank back down to the ground.
Meanwhile, back in class, Dib was waving his arm frantically at Miss Bitters.
"What is it NOW DIB?" she snapped. "It's been a whole minute since Zim's returned from recess Miss
Bitters. I think he may be up to something!" Said Dib, rolling up a piece of paper frantically with his fists.
"Do you want me to go track him down for you?"
"That WON'T be necessary DIB," snapped the old woman.
"But what if he's come up with something Miss Bitters! This is ZIM for crying out loud! HE'S AN ALIEN
BENT ON WORLD DOMINATION why won't any one believe me?!" Yelled Dib angrily.
"Because, Dib," explained Miss Bitters, "you're crazy, and if we believe you we will be crazy too." The
class snickered relentlessly, then the door creaked open. Dib turned to it, ignoring the class's laughs over
his demise. In walked Zim, but unusually, he hadn't kicked open the door rudely and marched to his seat;
instead, he sheepishly poked his head past the door and walked meekly to his seat and sat down. Dib
cocked an eyebrow at him. "Nice of you to have joined us, ZIM." Growled Miss Bitters. Zim looked up at
her for a second then stared at his desk vacantly. "Now," she continued, "for the remainder of class we
will be thinking of words that have 'DOOM' hidden in them, example; MOOD spelled backwards spells
DOOM." Miss Bitters continued babbling about 'hidden doom' while Dib just stared at Zim, something
wasn't right. From the outlying entrance he made, to now, staring with an extremely blank expression on
his face, well, he always had a blank expression on his face. But not like this, something just wasn't right.
He wasn't even scowling back at Dib for staring like he usually would.
Class ended surprisingly fast, at least for Zim, he started to walk for the door when,
"ZIM!" It was Dib, of course. "What was your deal today? HUH? You finally realize YOU CAN NEVER
BEAT ME!" Zim scowled and his voice box finally started to click back into place, "What pig-face-
head.. ER!" He shook his head, "NO DIB!" And started to walk away.
"Hey Zim," repeated Dib, a little more serious now.
"WHAT?"
"You talked to her didn't you..."
"Who?!"
"I think you know who I'm talking about," continued Dib. "That odd looking girl, seems like she's never
been here. hair like fire, you've never acted the way you did in class today. Happens to be the day after I
saw that strange girl, what did she say or should I say, DO to you Zim?" Zim stared at him for a while, he
knew what Dib was talking about, the nosey human. But he wasn't about to instigate his suspicions. "I
don't know what your talking about DIB-WORM now leave me be, I have much unfinished business to
attend to." Zim marched out the door staunchly, the entire Earth could fall on his shoulders but as long as
he gets his time of dissing Dib, it is all lifted from him. Zim continued to march as Dib shouted angrily
after him about lying and some day he's catch him-blah blah blah.
Back at the base, Gir, out of disguise, had 'made' a bag of popcorn, as in, a bag of greasy, un-
popped kernels. He gobbled them vigorously as he watched 'The scary monkey show', the monkey
growled here and there. Gir giggled insanely. Suddenly, the door opened. In walked Zim, Gir shot up in the
air and landed on Zim making him flatten to the floor. "MASTER!!!!!" squealed Gir hugging him tight.
Zim did his usual shoving of Gir off his side, "Hi Gir," he said plainly and walked over to the couch and
slumped himself down on it. Gir stared wide-eyed at his master. Zim looked at the TV and glanced slightly
at Gir then double glanced to see he had been staring at him.
"What?"
"Master!"
"What??"
"You're all. differn't." Gir cocked his head to the side.
"What are you talking about?"
"You're not all MEANY like you usll'y are.."
"What? I'm not all 'MEANY' all the time!"
"Yes you are!" Teased Gir, while dancing stupidly.
"Am not!" exclaimed Zim," ..Am I?" Gir nodded spastically with is tongue sticking out of the side of his
mouth. Zim stared thoughtfully at the wall for a moment, he knew he was mean some of the time, but all
the time? He then turned back to the TV
"Ah, whatever."
Zim lay on his side on the couch with his tongue hanging out, without realizing it, he had dosed
off into a heavy sleep. It was about 12:00 now, and the base was in total darkness except for the television
lights flickering off the walls. Gir was nestled into a ball on Zim's stomach also sleeping soundly, snoring
quietly. Swiftly, the door swung open and hit the wall loudly abruptly interrupted the peaceful scene. Zim
fell off the couch with a loud 'thump!' knocking Gir off his side rolling across the floor.
"Sorry I'm late." Said a familiar voice, Zim looked up to his doorway groggily, then his eyes widened
irritably. "YOU!" He shouted, "What are YOU doing here?"
"I see your voice box has fully refunctioned," she teased with a smile. It was Sadi; she was still wearing her
same attire with black sunglasses even though it was pitch black out. She started to slip off her coat. "What
do you mean "Sorry you're late"?" questioned Zim squinting at her.
"I mean "Sorry I'm late"," she explained tossing her jacket to her side. "I told you to take some time to
think about what I said and I think this has been more than enough time." She walked over to the couch and
sat on top of the armrest facing Zim, still on the floor. She placed her hands to her sides, on the armrest and
leaned her back forward a little bit, while pointing her feet together so her knees touched. "DID you think
about it?" She asked, tilting her head to the side, like she did when she talked to him last. He sneered at her,
"what do you want?" She made a sort of laugh and tilted back and forth on the rest for a moment. "I told
you what I can do for you, Zim. Isn't that enough for you?" He stood up, and held his fists to his sides.
"NO," he said, "It's NOT enough, I want to know how you know all those things about me. And DON'T
dodge the question because I CAN force it out of you."
"Ooh!" She said with a flirty smile, "Aren't WE the testy one!" He snorted angrily like he was about to
stomp his foot.
"Come sit with Sadi," she said, patting the couch invitingly. He grumbled and walked over to the couch, at
this point, it may have been the only way he'd get answers from her, he sat and hung his head sullenly.
"You're lonely aren't you?" She asked, he could feel the weight sink more into the couch as she sat next to
him. He turned to her, but instead of the crazy human with the multi- colored hair sitting beside, him there
was an Irken girl with golden-orange eyes and curled back antennae. He nearly leapt out of his skin,
"You're!" He sputtered, "Y-You're an Irken!" She rolled her eyes and stood up, "no I'm not," she said and
turned back into her original form with a wave of her wrist, he stared dumfounded at her. "You wanna see
what I REALLY am?" She said, he continued to stare. She made the same wrist movement and stood in
front of him. She looked basically the same, except her skin was now more of a reddish color and two black
horns were curved off the top of her head and a red tail curved out from under her skirt and had a point at the end. She took off her glasses and sat them on top of her head, her eyes burned redder than he had
remembered. "..What are you?" He finally gasped.
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"Hi."
One simple word. A million thoughts raced through Zim's head. Was this girl actually being friendly to
him? NO human was ever friendly to him. Zim would always say "they're just intimidated by the mighty
ZIM." She was still knelt beside him, couldn't she see he wasn't interested in her petty chitchat? Only a
few words surfaced that would make the least bit of sense at this point to Zim. "What do you want, stink
beast?" He finally said suspiciously. She looked at him without shock or insult, she merely said, "just
wanted to talk, you look lonely..." She said with a smile a little too friendly. "Would you like to play?" She
asked holding out the dodge ball innocently. "No, I would not." He said blatantly and turned back to his
note pad. She let her sunglasses tip a little forward showing her eyes. "If you say so," she said
nonchalantly, flipped her glasses back over her eyes and began walking away.
"Stinking Earth-pigs," Zim grumbled under his breath, "they're all the same."
"I never said I was human," she called back to him without turning her head. Zim almost dropped his
notepad. "What did you say?" He said, his eyes bugging out of his head. She smirked and stopped in her
tracks. She turned to him, "I said 'I never said I was from here.'" She repeated. "Why? Aren't you?"
"W-well of course I AM! I am as HUUMAN as they come! Just look at my neck!" He assured pointing at
his neck. She snickered a little bit and started spinning the dodge ball on her finger.
"You sure are great at lying huh, Zim?" She said, and tossed the ball a few inches in the air and tucked it
under her right arm.
"What are you talking about? . And how do you know my name?" He said, frightened now. She
snickered again, "I know more than you could possibly imagine" And chucked the ball onto his stomach, he
responded with a quiet "oof!" She put her hands on her hips and lifted an eyebrow at him. Throwing the
dodge ball off of his stomach, Zim stood up and stared at her. "Wh-who are you?"
"You may call me Sadi," she said holding out her hand. He just stared at her more. "Not hands shake type
huh?" She asked, "how about hugs?" Then without warning, she wrapped her arms around him and
squeezed him hard.
"LET GO OF ME!" He shrieked, and she did.
"Okay, you don't do hand shakes, you don't like hugs, how DO you greet new people then?" He just stared at her, with a mixture of anger and confusion. "Oh that's right," she continued. "You don't greet at all, you
know, that's not the way you make friends." His eyes widened, there were million things he wanted to say,
but it felt like his throat had completely squeezed shut. She leaned forward so her face was level with his.
"You wanna know why I'm here Zim?" He just nodded slowly. She let her sunglasses tip from her eyes
again, the first time he hadn't noticed her do it, but now he was face to face with her and looked directly
into those eyes. Fear shivered up his spine as soon as he saw those eyes, they burned a shade of red that
seemed to glow around her tiny pupils. "I can make all of your hopes and dreams come true, anything
that'd you've ever wished or cried for I can make happen." He gulped down hard. "I know exactly what it's
like day after day for you," she blinked down slowly and closed her eyes.
"You spend eight agonizing hours having to learn useless information from a teacher that seems less human
than you are, while trying your hardest to go on with your studies of this place, but every idiotic human just
seems to taunts you; treating you like a lower form of what they are. If only they knew. wait, one of them
does. He is the worst to put up with, every day he's up in your face asking "What's your plan today?? I
know you're up to something!" even when you're actually not. Whenever you feel like you've come across
a perfect plan to take over this filthy planet and get the Tallest to respect you for the great Irken you really
are.. It all blows up in your face. That's how it's always been for you Zim." She opened her eyes again; he
could barely look at her now. "I know how your home planet used to treat you too, the way the other
children treated you. teased you.. All because of your height.. They were so cruel. That's what drove you
to what you are today, you figure if you make everyone think you're important by yelling at them and
telling them they were inferior, they'll respect you, but that only makes things worse. You've got a lot of
emotions bottled up Zim, seeing happiness or remorse, as a sign of weakness is not a way to go on with
life. It's unhealthy. The life you keep fighting for is not getting to you any faster.. But I can get it for you
Zim, I can make it happen. I can make you happy again, do you remember being happy, Zim?" She tilted
her head at him; he looked away as if he had just been shot in the arm with an arrow.
"That's a question you'll have to think about, but for now, you have to get to class." And with that she
turned and walked away. Zim, still leaned against the wall stared completely perplexed with had just
happened, he took his hands up to his head and wrapped them around it, as if to block out all of those
words and sank back down to the ground.
Meanwhile, back in class, Dib was waving his arm frantically at Miss Bitters.
"What is it NOW DIB?" she snapped. "It's been a whole minute since Zim's returned from recess Miss
Bitters. I think he may be up to something!" Said Dib, rolling up a piece of paper frantically with his fists.
"Do you want me to go track him down for you?"
"That WON'T be necessary DIB," snapped the old woman.
"But what if he's come up with something Miss Bitters! This is ZIM for crying out loud! HE'S AN ALIEN
BENT ON WORLD DOMINATION why won't any one believe me?!" Yelled Dib angrily.
"Because, Dib," explained Miss Bitters, "you're crazy, and if we believe you we will be crazy too." The
class snickered relentlessly, then the door creaked open. Dib turned to it, ignoring the class's laughs over
his demise. In walked Zim, but unusually, he hadn't kicked open the door rudely and marched to his seat;
instead, he sheepishly poked his head past the door and walked meekly to his seat and sat down. Dib
cocked an eyebrow at him. "Nice of you to have joined us, ZIM." Growled Miss Bitters. Zim looked up at
her for a second then stared at his desk vacantly. "Now," she continued, "for the remainder of class we
will be thinking of words that have 'DOOM' hidden in them, example; MOOD spelled backwards spells
DOOM." Miss Bitters continued babbling about 'hidden doom' while Dib just stared at Zim, something
wasn't right. From the outlying entrance he made, to now, staring with an extremely blank expression on
his face, well, he always had a blank expression on his face. But not like this, something just wasn't right.
He wasn't even scowling back at Dib for staring like he usually would.
Class ended surprisingly fast, at least for Zim, he started to walk for the door when,
"ZIM!" It was Dib, of course. "What was your deal today? HUH? You finally realize YOU CAN NEVER
BEAT ME!" Zim scowled and his voice box finally started to click back into place, "What pig-face-
head.. ER!" He shook his head, "NO DIB!" And started to walk away.
"Hey Zim," repeated Dib, a little more serious now.
"WHAT?"
"You talked to her didn't you..."
"Who?!"
"I think you know who I'm talking about," continued Dib. "That odd looking girl, seems like she's never
been here. hair like fire, you've never acted the way you did in class today. Happens to be the day after I
saw that strange girl, what did she say or should I say, DO to you Zim?" Zim stared at him for a while, he
knew what Dib was talking about, the nosey human. But he wasn't about to instigate his suspicions. "I
don't know what your talking about DIB-WORM now leave me be, I have much unfinished business to
attend to." Zim marched out the door staunchly, the entire Earth could fall on his shoulders but as long as
he gets his time of dissing Dib, it is all lifted from him. Zim continued to march as Dib shouted angrily
after him about lying and some day he's catch him-blah blah blah.
Back at the base, Gir, out of disguise, had 'made' a bag of popcorn, as in, a bag of greasy, un-
popped kernels. He gobbled them vigorously as he watched 'The scary monkey show', the monkey
growled here and there. Gir giggled insanely. Suddenly, the door opened. In walked Zim, Gir shot up in the
air and landed on Zim making him flatten to the floor. "MASTER!!!!!" squealed Gir hugging him tight.
Zim did his usual shoving of Gir off his side, "Hi Gir," he said plainly and walked over to the couch and
slumped himself down on it. Gir stared wide-eyed at his master. Zim looked at the TV and glanced slightly
at Gir then double glanced to see he had been staring at him.
"What?"
"Master!"
"What??"
"You're all. differn't." Gir cocked his head to the side.
"What are you talking about?"
"You're not all MEANY like you usll'y are.."
"What? I'm not all 'MEANY' all the time!"
"Yes you are!" Teased Gir, while dancing stupidly.
"Am not!" exclaimed Zim," ..Am I?" Gir nodded spastically with is tongue sticking out of the side of his
mouth. Zim stared thoughtfully at the wall for a moment, he knew he was mean some of the time, but all
the time? He then turned back to the TV
"Ah, whatever."
Zim lay on his side on the couch with his tongue hanging out, without realizing it, he had dosed
off into a heavy sleep. It was about 12:00 now, and the base was in total darkness except for the television
lights flickering off the walls. Gir was nestled into a ball on Zim's stomach also sleeping soundly, snoring
quietly. Swiftly, the door swung open and hit the wall loudly abruptly interrupted the peaceful scene. Zim
fell off the couch with a loud 'thump!' knocking Gir off his side rolling across the floor.
"Sorry I'm late." Said a familiar voice, Zim looked up to his doorway groggily, then his eyes widened
irritably. "YOU!" He shouted, "What are YOU doing here?"
"I see your voice box has fully refunctioned," she teased with a smile. It was Sadi; she was still wearing her
same attire with black sunglasses even though it was pitch black out. She started to slip off her coat. "What
do you mean "Sorry you're late"?" questioned Zim squinting at her.
"I mean "Sorry I'm late"," she explained tossing her jacket to her side. "I told you to take some time to
think about what I said and I think this has been more than enough time." She walked over to the couch and
sat on top of the armrest facing Zim, still on the floor. She placed her hands to her sides, on the armrest and
leaned her back forward a little bit, while pointing her feet together so her knees touched. "DID you think
about it?" She asked, tilting her head to the side, like she did when she talked to him last. He sneered at her,
"what do you want?" She made a sort of laugh and tilted back and forth on the rest for a moment. "I told
you what I can do for you, Zim. Isn't that enough for you?" He stood up, and held his fists to his sides.
"NO," he said, "It's NOT enough, I want to know how you know all those things about me. And DON'T
dodge the question because I CAN force it out of you."
"Ooh!" She said with a flirty smile, "Aren't WE the testy one!" He snorted angrily like he was about to
stomp his foot.
"Come sit with Sadi," she said, patting the couch invitingly. He grumbled and walked over to the couch, at
this point, it may have been the only way he'd get answers from her, he sat and hung his head sullenly.
"You're lonely aren't you?" She asked, he could feel the weight sink more into the couch as she sat next to
him. He turned to her, but instead of the crazy human with the multi- colored hair sitting beside, him there
was an Irken girl with golden-orange eyes and curled back antennae. He nearly leapt out of his skin,
"You're!" He sputtered, "Y-You're an Irken!" She rolled her eyes and stood up, "no I'm not," she said and
turned back into her original form with a wave of her wrist, he stared dumfounded at her. "You wanna see
what I REALLY am?" She said, he continued to stare. She made the same wrist movement and stood in
front of him. She looked basically the same, except her skin was now more of a reddish color and two black
horns were curved off the top of her head and a red tail curved out from under her skirt and had a point at the end. She took off her glasses and sat them on top of her head, her eyes burned redder than he had
remembered. "..What are you?" He finally gasped.
Oh my god is that long enough?? Lol gah! If you haven't noticed this is sort of a take on "Bedazzled" with my own little flavor to it, not to mention a totally different character. =p I hope ya like it so far, NOW REVIEW! REVIEW THE BUTTONS RIGHT THERE! JUS CLICK & REVIEW!! ~Tankies for past reviews by the by ^_^ MUCH appreciated!