Disclaimer: Jhonen Vasquez lost the rights to Invader Zim to me in a card game...then I woke up. DAMN!

A/N: As much as you all want to know how Dib is doing, a certain tiny Irken deserves a chapter.

Skoodge: Finally! My own chapter!

Poetic: Hehehe, No.

Skoodge: But you sai- AHHHHHH

Skoodge falls through trap door

Poetic: It's story time children!

Chapter 2: The Tallest and The Shortest

"I couldn't find my invitation, your lucky I made it at all." Zim told his Tallest, oblivious to their disbelief.

"You weren't invited!" Purple said in an exasperated tone. Zim just stared back.

: Don't worry, I wont quote the entire episode, just enough for new readers :

"WHO WANTS THIS ONE?" Red screamed to the excited Invaders. "I DO" came a reply from somewhere in the crowd. : Whack :

Zim ran up to his leaders and, as usual, spoke his mind. "Finally, a robot slave to call my own, GIVE TO ZIM!"

Purple thought quickly and informed Zim, "We have a 'special' unit for you Zim."

Purple and Red hovered over to the trash thing and assembled a robot from various objects such as keys and old SIR parts.

"Whoooooo!" Red introduced the new unit which fell to the ground.

Zim looked at it for a moment before pointing out, "It looks kind of...not good."

Purple quickly replied, "Yes, that's what the enemy will think!"

Suddenly the robot activated and reported to it's new master, "Gir, reporting for duty."

After the meeting on Conventia was complete, Zim and his new assistant boarded their voot and headed to a unknown planet called Earth.

Their journey would take approximately 2 months, which will almost certainly drive Zim to the brink of insanity.

However, as Zim was preparing the auto-pilot, he noticed something strange. "Our oxygen and food supplies are almost completely empty! Gir, didn't I tell you to stock the ship?"

Gir looked back, thought for a moment and replied in a cutesy voice, "Maybe..."

Checking his holo-chart, Zim determined they were too far away to make it back to Conventia and if they tried to go at a faster speed their fuel would be diminished too quickly.

"Our only option is to go to the nearest inhabited planet and gather supplies." Zim started punching co-ordinates into the computer and they were on their way.

Gir grinned and asked "Where are we going master?" Zim grabbed the robot who was floating around in zero-g and strapped him in. "We're going to-" "Where are we going?"

As this was the first time Zim had been interrupted by Gir, he simply repeated himself. "We're going-" "WHERE ARE WE GOING?"

This continued for sometime until the computer issued a proximity alert. PROXIMITY ALERT!

Zim, halfway through screaming that they were going to a planet called Tamik, began communicating with the landing sattellites in order to secure a landing pad.

"Welcome to Tamik, Invader..." A smarmy voice crackled through the com. "Zim." Zim felt a little unsettled, The Tamikians where supposed to be a highly technological planet, conquered by the Armada many years ago. He's hiding something... And this line is far too distorted... I wonder- "You've jacked this line haven't you, what's going on down there?"

: Jacking means to hijack, the Tamikian has overridden a signal in order to spy or give false information :

The line went dead.

Gir's eyes flashed red for a moment before stating, "Sir, gunfire has been detected on the planet and particle emissions have reached a substantial amount."

Zim was stunned, I thought he was defective... "Gir, activate information retrieval systems, and display your findings onscreen.

A picture of a Tamikian eating a taco came up on the screen and he suddenly crumpled, clutching his chest. He fell to the ground, clearly dead. An Irken stepped over him with an energy weapon , aimed, and vaporised the corpse. A SIR unit looked in the direction of the ship (still in orbit thousands of kilometres above the surface). The ship seemed to shiver and the computer, in a strangely feminine voiceinformed Zimpolitely, "Leave this planet, it is already being taken over."

"My computer is taking over the planet?" Zim inquired stupidly. The computer replied, "What, no you moron i've just commandeered it for communication as my com was destroyed."

Zim was amazed to hear this, "But it's hot-wired into your pak! How was it destroyed?" The computer/Invader waited a moment before saying quietly, "That is not your concern, now go." Zim was on a mission afterall so he accepted this but then remembered, "I am here to restock vital supplies. I can't leave without them."

The computer/Invader seemed to sigh, before saying "Suit yourself then." The computer sputtered and in it's normal voice announced that it was operational again.

Zim had just began the voot's landing sequence as a huge beam of white shot through space, crippling the left wing of the voot.

Zim, after a moment of shock, tried to continue towards the planet but the blast had knocked out all but manouvering thrusters.

Zim soon made good use of these as beam after beam shot towards them, always missing but still doing damage. "GIR," Zim practically screamed, "Determine optimum landing co-ordinates!" Gir looked at him with his big...blue eyes...oh no. Gir laughed and screamed as the ship started to plummet towards the planets surface.

As the Voot spiralled to it's doom, Zim just had time to think is this the end?

Poetic: Did his last thought seem familiar?

Everyone: Duh, it was Dib's.

Poetic: Yup. By the way, this idea of the chapter for Dib then Zim will repeat several times until they finally meet for the last chapter.

Poetic: But i'll get there faster if I get some reviews! Speaking of, thanks to Dibsthe1 for helping me deal with that first SPAM review!