Hey everybody. It's really late and my family would kill me if they knew I was up this late again. BUT! I have a reason! My muse came to visit me! We talked. We had some tea and cookies. My muse gave me a really good idea for a story.
Dis: I do not own Invader Zim, and the "Rules for being Human" are not mine. The author of them is unknown, and was found on a refrigerator in Toronto, Canada.
Laugh and enjoy my readers, hopefully this will give you a funny look on life as it did to me.
Rules for being Human
Rule 1: You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period this time around.
Enter Zim…
Zim was short, tiny in fact. What he really wished for was a body like the Tallest.
Tall and powerful was the way to go on Irk.
Though Zim did consider himself lucky. He was the only one, in his knowledge, to become an invader at his age and size.
Yes, lucky Zim indeed was. But Zim is not human now is he? Oh Well. It's time for him to walk to school anyway.
Enter Dib…
Zim was not the only one who wished he was tall. Dib truly hoped that he would soon have a growthspirt. The faster he grew the better. People would take him serious about Zim then right?
We can only hope my readers.
Oh, one more thing, his head. As he passed his bedroom mirror to walk to school, Dib also hoped that his body would eventually grow into it. Although he hated to admit it, his head was rather large.
Enter Gaz…
Gaz, as I'm sure you know, does not care at all about her body. If anyone did care, and make the mistake of telling her, they would get a one way trip to Nightmare world.
Or a taste of her acid soda sprays on their face. It was fun to watch them squirm, she decided, it passed the time anyway. Where was the last soda anyway….?
As she watched her bother walk past with a soda in hand, she thought of all the different ways that she could doom him on the way to school.
Enter Gir…
It's time for da tea! Cause' everybody knows that tea and sugar is good for your shinny metal body!
Quick! Rub it with bacon! Then stuff it in your head for safe keeping. Pig and Moose love bacon!
Ooooo…what's that shinny place in the microwave?
It's good being a robot.
R&R please! This story is mostly an experiment of mine, and I hoped you liked it enough to read on. Rule 2 is coming soon and involves lessons! (O.O Scaryyy lessons!)
