So, as promised, I am giving you another chapter before I go on hiatus. Make this one last, me dearies.
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Reality 196-A: Real Life
There was a flash of light as Z disappeared.
Danny blinked, then began freaking out. "Oh no! I'm stuck in a room full of psycho robots! What am I gonna doo!" He made the first few steps of running around in circles, but was stopped by a second flash.
A voice faded in slowly, bellowing "-IIIIIIIIIIIIIMM!" And before Danny could do anything, there was someone standing where Z had been moments ago. Danny HAD to rub his eyes this time. The person in front of him LOOKED like Z; that is, if Z was green, had no ears and no nose, and wore Invader garb. Of course, Danny didn't KNOW it was Invader garb, but we're just getting started.
The newcomer eyed Danny, then jumped backwards onto the end table.
"WHO ARE YOU!" he demanded
"I'm-"
"WHO ARE YOU!"
"I-"
"WHO ARE YOU!"
Danny sighed. This could go on for a while. "My name is Daniel Barry. You can call me Danny. Who are you? And why are you so. . . weird looking?"
The strange figure narrowed his eyes, then posed heroically. "I AM ZIM!"
GIR sat up and squealed. "MASTER!" he screamed as he glomped Zim's face.
"Oh, there you are, GIR. Where have you been?"
"I was right here! The who-o-le time."
"Very good. And who's that?" Zim pointed a black-gloved finger at Danny.
"I dunno!"
Zim snorted in disgust. "Oh well." He strode over to another end table. "COMPUTER! Take me to the equipment room!"
No response.
"Computer?"
Still no response.
Danny finally spoke. "Uh, Zim. . . this is a house. Not a spaceship."
"Eh?"
"It's just a house. My best friend lives here. . . and you, kinda, look. . . like. . . him."
Zim was merely staring at Danny. He blinked, then became angry. He grabbed Danny by the collar. "Tell me where my base is, pathetic human or I'll. . . dissect you, or something!"
"Aw, there's a hole in my bagel," GIR whined from the couch.
"Hey, lay off!" Danny protested. "What are you, some kind of alien?" Zim didn't say a word, only glared. "WOW! You ARE an alien. That's so cool! Wait'll I tell Dad!"
With that, Daniel Ian Barry grabbed Zim by the arm and ran off, dragging him hollering down the street.
It was only then that Zim realized what he hated so much about Danny.
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Reality 462-Z
"Our house just threw us out, " mumbled Mr. Maxfield, rubbing his butt.
"Dear, I don't think that this is our house," replied his wife. "I mean, look at that tacky lawn décor! I would NEVER put up lawn gnomes that big!"
"Mom, the giant creepy lawn gnomes are staring at us," Z stammered, pointing a shaky finger.
The Maxfield family got up and dusted themselves off. It was then decided that Z would round up his brothers, and find Danny, as Danny's father was a well-known scientist and could help them out of a pinch. The adults would find a hotel.
Z tried Danny's house first. It was easy to find, first of all, and second, Danny wouldn't be as hard to track down as his lack-wit brothers.
He rang the doorbell, and an angry voice inside yelled, "If it's Zim, tell him I'll cut off his legs next time he breaks my concentration!"
The door opened. The person standing before Z COULD have been Danny; he was sure as heck LOOKED like him. Well, except for one VERY noticeable feature. . .
"It's the size of a hippo. . ." mumbled Z, backing away in horror at the size (and foil-y shininess) of that. . . head.
"ZIM!" stammered Dib. The kid on his doorstep looked an awful lot like Zim. If Zim was human. And Dib knew that Zim being human defied EVERYTHING Dib knew about Zim. Zim wouldn't just turn himself human on a whim and then show up on his front porch. Unless he had some kind of evil space weapon he was planning to use. But if that was the case, why didn't he use it before when he was here?
"Um. . ." began Z, backing away. Dib had said all of his above thoughts out loud. Like always. "I don't know you. But you're freaking me out."
Oh no, this kid had to be Zim. He even had that annoying voice that, if he was screaming and laughing diabolically, would have pinpointed him as the hated alien. Unless. . .
"The dimension scope!" exclaimed Dib. "You're a pan-dimensional counter-part to Zim! Wow, that's cool."
"Huh?" Dib suppressed a laugh. Even his moments of confusion were Zim-like.
"C'mere! I gotta show you to the Eyeball!" And with that, Dib dragged Z into his house.
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