Invader Zim Group Insert Movie 2: The Conqueror In-Crowd

Written by Dither

A/N: Ugh ... this scene took too long to write. Rest assured, people will actually start showing up in the next chapter, when the fights actually start. They will be worth the wait.

Scene 5



Fade In

Opens in fusion neat-o powers testing room

Dim: In spooky Dib-and-Zim-speaking-in-unison voice So, what kind of neat- o powers do we get now that we're fused?

Masa: It varies from couple to couple.

Dim: Glaring We are NOT a couple!

Masa: With a twinkle in his eye Sorry, um ... pair. Is pair okay? It varies from pair to pair.

Dim: We are not amused. We could destroy you ... somehow ... if we knew how.

Masa: Heh heh, sorry. Well, go ahead and try to do whatever. This room was constructed to be durable for neat-o fusion power testing.

Dim: Hmm...

Dim crouches and then leaps high into the air, appearing to fly for a moment before falling back down and landing gracefully on his feet

Dim: It seems we cannot fly. Flying would have been neat.

Dim squints really hard at the wall. After several moments, he rubs his eyes, and squints harder

Dim: We do not have vision powers either. This is disturbing. Eye powers would have been neat-o.

Masa: I'm sure there's SOMETHING neat that you can do now.

Dim: There's NOTHING neat about this. We want back apart.

Dim waves a hand in frustration, and Masa ducks as a burst of energy passes over his head

Masa: Hey, THAT was neat!

Dim: Looking at his palms, which are steaming a little How did we DO that?

Dim shakes his hands

Dim: Do it again!

Dim waves his arms furiously

Dim: Why won't they work? Filthies...

Dim makes a fist to punch at a wall, and his fist begins to glow

Dim: Here we go...

Dim stares at his fist as it glows brighter and brighter with energy

Dim's fist begins to steam, and the glove begins to grow red from the heat

Dim: Yeeeouch! Dim flings his hand open We burn!

A massive bolt of energy erupts from Dim's splayed fingers, towards the door, where a reddish, shadowy figure stands

The bolts strikes the figure, and explodes in a big explode-y way

There is smoke surrounding the place where the figure stood. Dim looks in horror

Dim: What have we done?

The smoke clears at last, and Frazier is standing there, arm extended, hand up, steaming

Frazier: Making a wooshy cape-like movement That attack was most impressive. I'd have to say that your power has indeed grown since last we battled, Dim.

Dim: Looking at Frazier, cockeyed What ARE you talking about?

Frazier: um ... er ... Waving a hand in Jedi manner You do not need remember what I just said.

Dim, unfazed, shrugs

Dim: Oh, okay. I thought there was something wrong.

Frazier stares

Dim stares back

Frazier: Waving hand again You need not remember what you just said.

Dim: Frustrated But you didn't say anything.

Frazier stares

Dim stares back

Dim and Frazier's intense Stare-a-thon is interrupted by a sudden metallic 'bling' sound, and an image appearing on the wall

Crimson: HELLO feeble Meekrob meddlers! Come to try and save another world?

Dim: Who is THAT?

Camera very suddenly cuts to close-up on Frazier's face, whose eyes widen with horror

Frazier: Crimson?

Camera cuts between close-up on various people onboard the ship, their eyes filled with similar looks of horror

Crimson's cruel laughter fills the ship, echoing off the walls

Close-up on Masa and then Mune, Mune shivers

Close-up on each, Meekrob #1 and then #2 - they hold onto each other with their laces, quaking

Crimson laughs evily some more, stops, coughs, and clears her throat

Crimson: Anyway, yeah, same routine as always. We hold a giant Yawn ...tournament so that the world's strongest Yawn and stretch ...defenders can try and save their horrible little world from Stretches and cracks various joints ...its horrible little doom.

Meekrob #1: What do you want?

Crimson: Stares at him cockeyed I just told you.

Meekrob #1: Wailing What do you want? Whatever you want, just take it!

Crimson raises an eyebrow

Meekrob #2 "elbows" Meekrob #1 and shoves him O.S.

Meekrob #2: You will have your tournament, and THIS time, we will defeat you!

Dim: Overhearing THIS time? Even with YOUR help and incredible few-shun techniques, you've never actually saved a planet?!

Meekrob #2: "Looking down", in a low tone No.

Crimson: Ah, you must be their new plaything. Nice coat.

Dim: Thanks.

Meekrob #1: Forcing himself back from O.S. Don't play her mind games! She'll get yooooou! Don't give in! Fight it!

Meekrob #2 clobbers Meekrob #1

Dim: Shaking off the compliment Wait! You! Are the enemy! You can't compliment me!

Crimson: But honestly, that coat looks good on you...

Dim: Oh please, It doesn't look that ... STOP THAT! Stop your fiendishly evil fiend-y-ness!

Crimson: Narrows eyes I see you aren't as foolish as the rest of those pitiful fools onboard that ship, so I'll give you a one-time offer...

Dim: We'll NEVER join your side! Nuh-uh! We're going to fight you in that ... um ... battle-thingy, and send what's left of your sorry fool-y body home in a cardboard box!

Dim covers his collective mouths when he realizes what he just said

Crimson shrugs

Crimson: Well, fine, I was just going to offer to leave this planet alone and go home, but now you got my blood a-boilin'! Yelling over her shoulder C'mon boys! Let's have us a tourney-ment!

The screen closes

Dim looks over at Frazier, who is still wearing the same look of horror on his face

Dim: Waves a hand in front of Frazier's face Hell~o! Anyone home in there? Jeez Frazier, you look like you've seen a ghost!

Frazier: Taken aback Ah! The ghost! It waves! It speaks!

Dim: Huh?!

Frazier: Wait ... how did you remember my name?

Dim: Your name? ... Who are you?

Music hits a silly note

Fade out

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Fade In

Meekrob #1 & #2 are floating in front of Dim. Meekrob #1 is "pacing" back and forth in the air. Meekrob #2 has his "arms crossed"

Dim: So, Almighty Footwear, what would you have us do.

Meekrob #2 glares

Meekrob #2: That's not funny. We have a serious situation here.

Dim is laughing

Meekrob #2: Losing composure I said it's not funny!

Dim: Straightening up We are not worried, and neither should you be. We will take care of this menace, and it shall bother no more planets.

Meekrob #2: I'd like to believe that ... but you see...

Meekrob #1: Chiming in ...we think you're doomed.

Dim: Your in belief in us swells our confidence. We will deliver as promised. We give our collective Word.

Meekrob #2: Have you seen the coliseum they've built for you? Out in the middle of a bazillion miles of nothing that couldn't possibly exist on earth?

Dim: Points at the screen It's right there. Is that Utah?

Meekrob #2: I think so, like it matters. It's mostly empty except for a few boring rock structures.

Dim: Sounds like Utah.

Meekrob #2: Mmmyep. Anyway...

Dim: We go to meet our collective destinies...

Dim puts his index and middle fingers against his forehead, and disappears with a fuzzy crackle-y sound

Meekrob #1: Are we doomed?

Meekrob #2: Looks like.

The entire ship shudders, like it's been hit by ... an EXPLOSION

Meekrob #1: AHHHHHH!

Camera cuts to outside of Meekrob ship as explosions rock it, and it falls towards earth and ... UTAH

Meekrob #1 & #2: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Fade out

End of Scene 5

A/N: That's the set-up! From here on it's action-action-action! And lots of fan characters ... which I must add, will not be accepted after the next chapter ... because there are so many!

My, my, 18 fan characters ... that's over twice as many as last time. Holds head in hands At least I can make some of them evil... Grins evilly ... Yes ... evil ... Evil laughter

Dither: Bow down before my jolly keyboard of ... PAIN! Throbulator: Is the keyboard painful? Dither: Only when I type a lot. Throbulator: Does it HAVE to be? Dither: Do you know any other way?

Skikkis: You're a horrible fan author!

Crystal: Curse you Dither!

For you who saw Hobo 13 ^.^