Tak's ship hovered over the green and blue orb.
"Now," Tak said evilly, "Where to land? I can't go near Zim for now. I need someplace out of the way, someplace where the locals won't be likely to attack me or see through my disguise."
Tak searched through her computer's database, trying to find a suitable place to land.
"Someplace like there…"
Tak placed her finger on the screen of a large area of land. Next to it was a picture of its symbol: a red and white striped rectangle with a red leaf in the center.
It was lunchtime at Skool. Karo sat in the corner, staring at the other classmates, trying to evaluate them. Suddenly, the one named Dib walked up to him, followed by a girl with purple hair and carrying a Game Slave 2.
"Hey," Dib started, "You're the new kid, right?"
"I guess I'm the new kid…" Karo replied unsteadily.
"Well, you know that green kid named Zim?"
"Yes, what about him?'
"Well," Dib looked around for a second before whispering, "He's an alien."
"What makes you think you are so sure in your so-sureness?"
Dib paused for a second.
"My brother is crazy." The girl behind Dib said.
"Really." Karo replied.
"Yeah, really. My name's Gaz, and if you ever touch me, come near, bug me, touch my Game Slave, talk to me, or even think about those things, I will personally make you wish that the whole world would implode in on its self in a horrible implosion just to escape what I would do to you!"
"Umm…okay, I guess…"
"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT TALKING?"
Karo stood up and started to back away quickly. All of a sudden, he fell over someone.
"Hey! Watch where you're going, Earth monkey!" a voice said. Karo turned to see he had backed into Zim and had tripped over him.
"I'm sorry Zim," Karo began, "Are you okay?"
"Of course I'm okay! My highly superior body has been left unscathed, unlike your own, which is probably covered with countless bruises due to your frail frailness!"
"Umm, actually, I'm fine too."
"Oh."
"Hey Zim, is it true you're an alien?"
"Of course not! I'm no different than any other human pig smelly."
"Pig smelly?"
"Yes, pig smelly!"
Out of the corner of his eye, Karo saw a boy that looked like a pig running away crying.
"Maybe Dib is right…" Karo thought aloud.
"Dib! Do no listen to the Dib; despite the enormous size of his head, Dib is quite stupid."
"Then why are you green?"
"It's a skin condition."
"Really, which one?"
"Umm…ah…"
Zim quickly scanned the room. Karo followed his eyes, curious to see what he was looking for. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a dry-erase board that read "Corn and Mayonnaise day!"
"Umm…Cormayosis! It's extremely rare."
"Really?"
"Yes. Now, get away from me!"
"Zim, one more question;"
"Yes? What is it?"
"If you're not an alien, why is one of your eyes red?"
Zim looked down to find that one of his contacts had fallen off in the earlier collision. He gasped and quickly said "It's pinkeye! Surely you have heard of this contagious disease."
"That's not pinkeye."
"Yes it is."
"No it's not. You must be an alien. However, I won't tell anybody because I have secrets of my own."
"Really?"
Zim reached into his Pak and pulled out a small scanner device. A holographic picture appeared on it. It displayed a picture of Karo and information written in some alien language.
"Aha!" Zim exclaimed suddenly, "It says here that you have some sort of Earth-wolf DNA in you! It's imbedded in your system! It's like your part wolf of something!"
"Very observant Zim. Very observant…"
"This gives me an idea…"
Suddenly, mechanical, spider-like legs came out of Zim's Pak, pulling him to the ceiling. Karo shrugged and walked away.
Underneath Zim's house, in the deepest bowels of Zim's laboratory, the robot named GIR was running around with a piece of cheese attached to his head. He was chanting.
"Colby, Swiss, Provolone!"
GIR ran around clockwise.
"Jack, American, Mozzarella!"
GIR ran counter-clockwise.
"I shall obey the cheese!"
GIR ran in zigzag patterns.
"I shall become the cheese!"
GIR ran faster in a straight line.
"I sha-"
GIR ran into a metal pillar.