Ch 3: Mangos!

Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim , Survivor, or anything else that I could get sued for in this story. plz don't sue me, I'm broke!

"What exactly are we searching for!" shouted the irksome...uh..Irken at the now annoyed human. "We're looking for some mango trees. I'm sure they were this way-"

"You fool! Now we're lost! It's all of your fault!"

"I wasn't the one who couldn't keep their deranged robot under control! I wasn't the one who wanted to destroy all of humanity and just had to get to the south pole by plane"Brandy paused for a moment. "Wait a second. If you're an alien, you must certainly have a spaceship. Why didn't you use that?"They both stopped walking(which I had neglected to mention that they were tearing through untamed jungle the entire conversation! Bad writer! Bad!)as Zim reflected on current bad memories...

"You can't use your Voot Cruiser now, Zim! I have sabotage it!"

"Curse you Dib stink! Curse you!"

"Hey, Master? Why don't we take a plane and fly it to the pole?"

"Excellent idea, Gir! TO THE AIRPORT!"

"...and that's how it happened." Zim finished his now pointless story. Brandy just stared at the invader. "Wow! Do you guys always fight like this?"

"All of the time, dirt child. Allof the time..."

Meanwhile, Jennifer came to. Rubbing her red-haired head, she asks "Woah...what happened?" Gir hoped in front of her. He answers her question with "PLANE GO BOOM!We get stranded on pretty island with dancing monkeys(A/N: writer giggles to herself at silliness of this story)and rabid misquotes! MANGOS!" and runs off into the jungle. "Okayyy..."

"No! Bad monkey! Obey your master!" This time Zim was talking to an acual monkey. They were both fighting over-yep! You guessed it!-a mango. "Can you wrap it up, Zim?We still have to go by the banana tree before midday comes." Zim was still struggling with the monkey. "I have nothing to wrap this sweet mango in, as you can see, pathetic earth female! And why do we have to leave here by midday?"

" Because midday is when it is the hottest in the tropics! Don't you know anything?" An even more annoyed Brandy responded. After wrenching the delicious prize from the now shamed monkey( because Zim had also stolen the monkey's precious boxers) he asks her "How do you have such knowledge of this area of your disgusting planet that you have never, until now, been in?"

"Some people read on this planet. I remember reading a book about surviving after being stranded on desert islands and other area of the world. I think it was called "Castaway Survivor's Guide"or something like that" (A/N: I don't own that book-but I do suggest that you read it-It's awesome!) Zim stared for a moment. " But if you have that kind of information in your brain meats, then how come your not building the shelter unit and your friend searching for food?" Brandy shrugged. "I wanted some time to myself. Besides, it gave me a chance to explore the island a bit and to get to know the surroundings"

That night, everyone gathered around a fire to swap old stories of home... and stuff. Zim and Dib were having a surprisingly civil discussion. "So...Zim" Dib asked his fellow castaway, "What did you and Brandy talk about while foraging for food?" Zim stopped eating his mango for a moment to answer "Nothing much. Weather, monkeys, the usual." He pauses, "Actually, she's a lot like you. Except the big head thing"

"How many times do I have to tell you, my head's not big!" Zim soon got bored with the conversation and, before getting back to his mango, replied "Whatever, Dib-stink."Dib decided to join the others in their conversation. Heather, Allison, Brandy, and Jennifer were discussing the things they liked best about their home town. "I liked that small gas station by the elementary school" Heather said. "I liked that skate park near the hospital(A/N: a really convenient place to be near a skate park, especially in my town where everyone who is a skater is quite accident prone)"

" I liked the library. They had some very wonderful and useful books there"

"Hey, Jenny. What was your favorite place in town? Jenny?" The three friends turned to see that their fourth was fast asleep. "Maybe it's time we all went to sleep now(A/N: author agrees. So tired- )"Allison suggested. Everyone, even Zim, agreed that it was time to turn in. Lying down on the sand with the fire as their only source of warmth, all eight of the castaways fell asleep under the starry sky.

(A/N: to answer future questions- yes, I'm obsessed with mangos.)