Oh the Humanity! Pt 2

From the ignored rants of Invader Sideos. Wooo second part up! Err…I enjoy suger YAY! Ps Deyinel, you have NO idea where this is going andI mean that in the nicest possible way... Prepare to have your expectations blown apart.

I don't own Zim. Sad really isn't it?

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Zim walked down the corridors of the skool full of himself. Or at least more full of himself then usual. People moved aside as he passed and many females waved and blinked their long eyelashes at him. Zim had just joined the skool football team with a brilliant action packed display of skill's that were not downloaded into his PAK from observations of football stars. He had also just acquired a new skool jumper.

Zim despised it and so had improved it by drawing an invader logo on the back. When asked about it by the other jocks he simply replied "It's a family emblem". Zim had spent one week now as a jock and was only one step away from being fully accepted into their group.

"So tonight we need to find someone for you to pulverise to show your lack of respect of other people's differences" Torque stated stupidly after he met Zim at his locker. "You don't have any problems with that do you? We can pick one out for you if you want"

Zim shook his head.

"That's all rite I know precisely who to pick" His trademark grin returning to his face. Torque didn't like this grin, it spooked him out.

"So who you gonna pick?"

"DIB! Dib where are my GS3 batteries? If you've taken them I will make sure you never find peace again" Gaz's voice rang up the stairs and into Dib's room. He was sitting at his computer typing away, slowly. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. He had been up most of the night trying to find something wrong in the city, anything that could be linked to alien activity but nothing came up. It was as if Zim had stopped suddenly in his world conquest attempts.

"I don't know Gaz I haven't touched your GS3" He lent back in his chair and closing his eyes. Life had become incredibly boring now that Zim was popular. Dib found himself almost wishing for Zim to try to destroy him just so he could fight him again. He sighed again "God Zim? What have you turned yourself into?"

Just then there was a knock at the window Dib turned his head to look, he saw G.I.R floating outside in his doggy suit. He was holding what looked like a small screen in his paws. Dib looked questioningly at him for a moment before walking over and opening the window.

"Hi G.I.R what is it" Dib was almost relived to see him. It showed that Zim did at least remember were he lived.

"YO Dibby! Master wanted me to give you this and tell you that you're stupid. Do you wanna TACO?" G.I.R grinned happily as a Taco popped out of his head and he went on eating it before Dib could reply. He reached forward and took the screen-thing.

"Err thanks G.I.R, tell Zim..." There were a lot of things he wanted to say to Zim right now, many of them questions. Like why he had simply stopped talking to him. Or why he had stopped trying to destroy earth. Or why, if this message was one telling him of Dibs doomed fate, he couldn't tell him to his face like he used to...

"...tell him he's alien scum" Dib let a weary smile form on his face.

"OKEY DOKY! Cya later Dibby" and with that the robot zoomed off down the street. Dib closed his window and looked at the blank screen in his hand. How the hell do you turn this thing on? Dib poked the screen and it sprang into life. Zim's face appeared and Dib was pleased to note that he wasn't wearing that jock-top or his disguise. Never-the-less he still looked very serious.

"Hello? Hello? Is this thing on? ahem Greetings Dib-stink I realise that for the last few days my amazing plan to destroy your life thru my prep slaves at skool has regretfully stopped me from fighting you like we normally do" Dib was amazed. I can't believe that Zim is missing our battles together!

"Therefore I propose we meet at the skool running track were I will be waiting to destroy and humiliate you" Zim paused for a moment before saying "It'll be just like old times" The message promptly cut out leaving Dib quietly surprised. Zim had never arranged a fight before. Dib was even more surprised to find that he felt happy by the fact that he had another chance to save the world from Zim again. He immediately went to prepare himself. Despite the joy he felt about fighting Zim again a little voice at the back of his head was telling him something was wrong. Dib ran to open the door but a sharp voice stopped him.

"I heard that message" Gaz spoke from the couch facing away from Dib. "I don't think you should go" she spoke in a voice that didn't show any emotion but Dib was still surprised to find Gaz warning him of Zim.

"Gaz I've fought Zim hundreds of times I don't thing this ones going to be any different" But inside that voice peeked up again. Don't go! Something's not right! He pushed it down.

"Fine go see if I ever care" Dib knew this was the end of the convocation.

As he stepped out it he noticed how cold the wind was blowing and the dark ominous clouds hanging over head. Perfect fighting weather, he turned towards skool and started walking.

Zim stood in the centre of the track. He didn't feel well but he wasn't going to miss this chance just because of some stupid head ache. This was his final test to become part of the prep squad if he passed this he would become one of them. Joining the prep's however had slowly become something more to him then just the destruction of the Dib human. These people, despite them being humans, had treated him as an equal some even as the superior he truly was. He had got addicted to the special treatment that he now received. The way that he could push into the lunch line and not have any resistance from the earth-worms. The way people now held doors for him and moved to let him pass in the skool corridors. The way he could insult inferiors and have other preps agree with him. The respect and admiration that was lavished on him by those girls. One or two of them had 'asked him out' but one cheerleader, Mary, was always telling them to get lost. She was much more attentive then the others. Yes he thought while smiling evilly, she would make a good Irkin invader. Maybe I should 'ask her out 'and tell her my secret. She would make a good ally agonised the Dib-beast. Zim suddenly looked shocked at himself. Why did I just think that? He shook his head quickly and rid his mind of the horrid thought. But as he did that feeling in is head worsened slightly.

A jock ran over to him from behind the stands where the other preps where hiding.

"Zim...Zim" he panted

"Yes what is it Mathew I haven't got all night" Zim said without even looking at him. This would have normally been received with an insult or even a warning from the beefed up jock however Zim, despite not being a 'full' prep, already commanded a lot of respect in the group. He had quickly realised that Torque was the 'leader' of the preps and he had subjugated him immediately. By making Torque obey him the other preps had swiftly fell into line. Zim knew that once this test was over he would instantly become their leader. This thought made him grin even more. He cast a contact covered eye over to Mathew.

"WELL?" He asked even more impatiently

"That Dib geek is coming. You sure you want to do this alone?"

"Yes Mathew, and tell the others not to intrude. This is not just an initiation" he narrowed his eyes dangerously causing Mathew to back away slightly, he and the other preps feared that look that had been creeping into Zim's eyes lately "This is personal"

"Oh...ok Zim well good luck" And he retreated back glad to be away from that evil glair.

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Ohhhhhh I'm all the sudders! I love it when Zim his overly supreamly mean to people. I try to emulate but I'm a big softy at heart...somethingI intend to fix.