Copyright Notglaaabbbaaaakghjice: I don't own Invader Zim or any of its characters blah blah including Dib blah. But I do own the MYSTERIOUS IRKEN GIRL who shall not be named as of yet.
As my escape pod hurtled towards the ground of the dismal-looking grey planet below, I could see, through a convenient window in the hatch, Chrome and Taupe's spacecraft explode. I clapped my new hands together and cheered through an unfamiliar throat. After the fireworks ended, I sat back in the comfortable but small space and waited to land.
By the time the pod started getting warm with reentry, I had fallen asleep. It started to shake, and it got so hot that my uncovered skin blistered and burned. In space, nobody can hear you scream, even as your flesh is scorched off. I was still screaming when the pod rammed into the ground, making a long furrow. It hit something, jarring my head. I blacked out for the second time that day.
Something prodded the bones of my right claw. I groaned and flopped my head around, and the thing poked me again. I opened one eye, and saw the world was blurry. My glasses must have fallen off my now glowing-red eyes when the pod crashed. The poker was a green shape with two purple orbs in its face. I tried to feel around for my glasses, but I couldn't move my arms, for lack of muscles. Somebody slid my glasses onto my face, and I could see. My mysterious benefactor was a middle-sized Irken girl, thin, with dark violet eyes, light skin, and long antennae, dressed in a long-sleeved, ragged shirt and a pair of matching pants.. If she were human, she would probably have been pretty.
She crouched down next to me. "Don't try to say anything. You screamed your glottlestroke raw. I can see why, with your poor bones being all scorched... but it'll grow back if you get plenty of rest and good food. Then you can tell me all about what happened to you, and your name, and why you have hair like one of those filthy humans."
Gently, she put her arms through my underarms and lifted me. She carried me to a hugely tall structure, honeycombed with doors and windows. I wasn't sure what the windows were for, since there wasn't much else to look at, besides more similar giant buildings. I was carried through the ground-level door and up an antigravity tube. The pair of us got innumerable strange looks. After several minutes, we arrived in a small apartment-like setup, with a single small bed, a closet, a refrigerator, and one of the walls taken up by a viewscreen.
The girl laid my immobile form on the bed, on my back, and covered me with a blanket. "Stay there," she ordered, and laughed. "I don't suppose you could move, even if you wanted to, but don't try to roll off or anything. I'm going to see if I can get some cream to speed the healing process..." She waved and strode out the door.
I laid in the bed staring at the metal ceiling, thinking about how much my life had changed in such a short time. I'd been abducted, changed into a totally different species by vicious aliens, shot in an escape pod down to the home planet of my enemy, had my extremities incinerated, and finally had been brought to a strange alien girl's apartment to stay for an indefinite period of time. My stomach growled, and I realized that I hadn't had anything to eat or drink in probably several days, depending on how long the abductors had kept me in their tube, and how long I'd lain on the ground outside. Immobile and having thought about all the recent transpiring, I soon nodded off.