WE ALL KNOW THIS ISNT GONNA FLY!

I WONT ALLOW IT!

Hey. This one I thought I'd have a little extra fun with. I go all out for you guys, weird and funny. But I gotta tell you. I am really harsh on Dib. Hee, hee. Well here we are, here we go. Sorry about the delay of this chapter being posted. There was a storm and our internet connection was fried. It stunk cause I finished this chapter four hours after I checked my mail and read your kind reviews. I say four hours counting the time I got interrupted and dragged to the mall. I bought a The Crow shirt. I wanted to also get a Green Day one but I only had twenty bucks. Green day… I like them. But I liked their first CD like the best of them all. (I'm saying "like" a lot because I just bleached my hair blonde. It is now white. I don't know why I dyed it.) Green Day was cool. Yep. Funny too. Hey I just realized what ever I was rambling on about was completely irrelevant. So read and weep openly over the latest chapter.

Death and Other Fun Activities!

(Try this at home)

"Sighs…sighs and misery!" Dib moaned like a depressed Ooc character. He sat dramatically on his bed, his (humongous) head down; shadows hid his eyes in the darkened room. His shoulders were hunched forward and his fingers dug into his knees as he sat there thinking. This all made for a very powerful scene. Its all dramaticy sad looking. Now on to the suicidal idiocy!

"Life is so difficult. No one likes me… No one ever will except for those creepy girls in fan fictions, and that one guy in that other fan fiction." He shuttered a little at the thought of that story he had had to endure just a few weeks ago. One of Dib's hands slid off his leg and crept over to his dresser. He reached inside and pulled out a gun. Yes Dib apparently has a green gun in his nightstand but has never pulled one of Zim. It makes sense!

"Is it really the easy way out?" he held it protectively to his chest, "This isn't easy and the longer I ramble on like this the more dramatic the scene becomes! Woe! Heavy sighs, loneliness that never seemed to bother me too much! Yeah I'm going to do it!" he began to cry quietly. Dib raised the laser gun to his head. He closed his eyes and biting his lip put his finger on the trigger. (A/N: Dis is some pretty heavy stuff, eh? You are in tears, no? You cannot resist the power of my melodramatic suicide story! You cannot stop crying, yes?)

"WAIT!" a voice screamed. Dib opened his eyes and gasped. There was an (get this) Angel standing in front of him. Dib sat there staring then finally got his voice, "You're an angel, aren't you?"

"Yeah, so?" the angel asked as though he were insulting him. The angel smacked his lips together loudly as his gnawed on some gum. The angel was wearing a rather dirty looking white robe and had rather filthy looking wings that seemed to be covered in dirt and I think cheese, "Okay fat head,"

"Hey!"

"Sorry!" the angel said in a nonapologetic way, "Okay big head," Dib glared but didn't say anything, "Alrigh' you were 'bout to kill yourself, eh?"

"Yes!" Dib said jumping to his feet still standing on his bed, and he still wasn't near eye level with the angel, "This world is horrible! Every one hates me, and I feels all alone and strangely repetitive! If I died than I could rest eternally and never have to feel like this! More repetitive cries and moans!"

"You think you'll be resting eternally? Hello what the hell do you think I am? I's an angel! Note the wings?" he jabbed his thumb back indicating toward the wings he probably never pruned or bothered to wash when he bathed, "if you kill yourself you'll go to hell and its just like earth only MORE idiots! Think the entire span of earth history every jerk, every judgmental idiot, every moron, and every bitch, hey I cussed and I'm an angel. THAT'S COMEDY! Anyways you can't kill yourself! You have to live!" Dib stared at him at the angel silently a moment then gasped.

"I have to be alive to stop Zim, right! I'm here to stop Zim! If I don't no one will! Right!" he asked the angel his big eyes full of hope.

"No we just don't want you on our side. You're annoying as heck! Even though you'd go down you'd probably end up on cleaning duty up in heaven." the angel paused, "Eh, I mean yeah! Dat's right, kid. Stay alive!" he said in a voice that sounded like he was trying to be creepy, "You can't kill yourself! If you perish the world will with you Ohhh! Awww! Ohhh!" Dib glared at the angel.

"Get out of my room."

"Can do! And remember hold on to life like it was a matter of you being with us or them!" Dib just glared. The angel nodded, "Right! Bye Fat Head!" there was a puff of smoke. Dib coughed and waved his hand if front of his face. He squinted and managed to peer through the smoke. He watched as the angel trotted over to the door and quietly slipped out. Dib sighed at the stupidity of what had just transpired. He really didn't feel like killing himself any more. As with most negative emotions it passed. He really didn't feel at all up set about the direction of his life. At least he wasn't a jerk like that angel! Dib grumbled to himself as he trudged down the street.

"HA!" Zim jumped out from behind a bush, "It is I, Zim!" the alien laughed loudly, "I came to do stuff to your head! Evil stuff!" It was painfully clear the author just wanted to cram Zim in to the story and was too lazy to come up with a valid reason for his presence. The Irken continued to laugh manically. Dib cocked an eyebrow and glanced down at his hand. He still had the laser gun. Dib rolled his eyes at whatever insult Zim had just delivered and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"No!" Zim screamed when he saw the weapon raised. A pale blue light zipped through the air and bore in to the Zim chest that belonged to Zim right in the center of his chest, right in the middle. (A/N: whatever I just typed the laser hit Zim in the chest. There.)

Zim's eyes grew big as he gripped his chest and fell back. He hit the ground hard and only mildly groaned in pain. Zim lay there still. There was no movement not even his chest rising and falling with breath. Silence was met by only the hissing of the wind, as Zim lay dead on the ground. His mission failed. The earth finally safe. More dramatic stuff with happiness for Dib and us but more melancholy words for Zim and his demise.

Dib rolled his eyes again. This was so stupid it was almost beyond words. But not quite, thank goodness or else I would not be able to articulate them. And you would continue that sobbing you had started up at the beginning of the chapter but I shall articulate and you shall LAUGH! LAUGH I SAY!

"Zim." Dib said after a while, "Get up you moron."

"You are the moron Earth Thing!" Zim screamed bolting up. He looked around and gingerly touched his slightly charred chest, "The Dib? Zim? The Dib didn't kill Zim?" he asked staring in awe at his mild wound.

"No, the batteries to the laser got drained 'cause the whole time I was talking with that stupid angel I had the gun on. And those things drain in seconds, I swear." He sighed. Dib kicked a rock and walked past Zim who was still on the ground. Dib shook his head at the amount of idiotic behavior in this chapter including his own. Zim just looked around, "I AM ZIM!" he screamed and ran into the sunset.

LET THIS CHAPTER REST IN PEACE…

Was that mean or what? "We don't want you either" that's so evil of me. But I do it lovingly, hugs Dib's head. When I was given the idea for this chapter I really didn't know how I would do it. Would I have Johnny appear with a knife and ask him, "Do you really want to die?" in a creepy way holding a knife to his throat or something? (It would have been cool but he was in the last chapter and the union said I had to give him a break.) Should I send in another comic character or Jhonen himself? Decisions, decisions. Well some thing in me just screamed, "Have a jerk of an angel saying "Don't even think about coming here!" but than I thought, "What? That's idiotic. He would go to hell. It should be Satan who comes! Yeah!" but than I realized I had already started writing with an angel so I spun it and I like to think I fixed it. I have no problem with angels, just so you know, I'm Catholic. So nobody get offended by the annoying angel, it was a joke! Don't hit my head with the keyboard! Well you know the drill by now guys, review and give ideas that you hadn't thought of last time you reviewed. Thanks again, -Invading Angel