PARTNERS
OF
DOOM
By yours truly, Mel or WyattTheEd
In dedication to ZnakDoom, she ROX
Author notes: YAY, my first Zim fic! Please read, please!I'll give you waffles. WAFFLES!
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Invader Zim, if I did I would be mooning everybody. I would not only be mooning, but shout, "I own Invader Zim, and I hypnotize you with my shiny butt!"
Yes I am a psycho, but just about every Invader Zim fan is. If you noticed, I like to say Invader Zim a lot. Invader Zim, Invader Zim, Invader, Invader, Zimmy, Zim, Zim, Invader Zim! See, what did I tell you? Wait, you're not even reading this, so why do I bother? Because I'm a psycho! Now to the story which is partly something that actually happened…YES IT DID!
Chapter 1: I'm A Psycho
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…HEY, this is no Mary-Kate and Ashley crap, this is Zim. Invader Zim (here I go again)! Let's start this story out right.
It was time for Skool, and no that is not a typo. I wanted it to say Skool, and since I'm the author it does. Yes, and what a fowl Skool it was. Ms.Bitter's class was waiting for…well, Ms.Bitter. They had a huge grin on their faces. Why are you asking me why they have smileys on their faces? (Read the top of story) Oh, because I'm the author…I don't know…
Zim and Dib sat glaring at each other, and how good they glared. I could write a whole paragraph on how good they glared. They had a deep glare, a glaring glare, a nonblinking glare. See, I, the author, wrote a paragraph on how good they glared. HEHE
Ms.Bitter finally appeared out of nowhere(MAGIC), and gave the class a menacing look. "Class, are you ready for doom? The doom that shall fall upon Dib's giant head, and squish him like I do kittens. Yes, I said kittens of doom. DOOM!" Dib raised his hand, "Ms.Bitter, I don't have a big head." Then a god-like voice (ME) said out of nowhere, "The author said you did, so you must." Dib just twitched, "Okay, did anyone just hear a god-like voice that came out of nowhere?" I shall make no one answer, and I will add crickets. CHIRP CHIRP…See, CRICKETS!
Anyhow, back to the story that I think is too advanced for your mind. I said too advanced, why are you still reading this? WHY?
Out of nowhere(I also like nowhere) a bottle of water appeared on Ms.Bitter's desk. HEY, what the heck is in it? The childrens' smiles grew, as the evil teacher put the water ever closer to her face. She then spitted out the putrid water and glared at the doom students. They were laughing their heads off(except Dib and Zim, still glaring at each other). POP! See, their heads laughed off. Now to use my authoring magic to get their heads upon their shoulders. Sizzle. MAGIC! (How else does magic sound)
"Dib, Zim you are both doom! You put this putrefying pepper in my water. You shall stay in at lunch to talk about you fate of doom. DOOM!" That sure got their attention. "Bitter-Human, Zim did no such thing. You lie! YOU LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII(man he can hold a note for a long time)IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!" Zim howled at the top of his lungs. After staring at Zim for some time, Dib raised his hand. "Ms. Bitter, I didn't do anything. It must have been Zim, he's an alien!" Before Zim could give a reply, a bell was heard…It was time for lunch.