Change is the only constant in this world, even if it's not easy to accept.
Chapter: one
Questions
It had been about a month since they had almost been annihilated, torn apart by colliding realities.
Zim's latest plan, the last hope he had of proving his worth to the tallest, had fallen apart right before his eyes.
Dib hadn't seen the irken in weeks, but noticed his base was being repaired.
Soon summer vacation was over and skool was starting.
"Good morning, class." Greeted Ms. Bitters in a mocking tone. "Seeing as how Mr. Mason 'unfortunately' ended up getting trampled in the Peace Day mass hysteria event, the board has so graciously given me yet another class to teach everyday… So I will be your seventh grade teacher…"
"Peace Day mass hysteria event…" Dib let out a barely audible groan.
He couldn't believe people actually bought that load.
His father had gotten on TV and had explained that someone had knocked him out and tampered with the Membracelets, causing them to give off strong electromagnetic waves, inducing mass hallucinations.
Dib sat quietly at his desk, thinking about all that had happened in the span of those terrifying few days, when an all too familiar green figure walked through the door.
"you're late, Zim. Sit down!" barked Ms. Bitters.
"So sorry my ancient and oh so frightening teacher, it will not happen again." Said Zim, with a sickeningly sweet and completely fake smile.
"I remember a time when children were afraid to be late, especially on the first day of skool. They would have to go sit in 'the Chamber' and—"
Dib wasn't listening, instead glaring daggers at Zim.
Why was he here?
He shouldn't have a reason to come to skool anymore…
It didn't make sense...
"—And they would have fire ants put in their eyes—"
Something was wrong, very wrong. He had to be up to something…
"—Then they would have to stay after skool, cleaning all the filthy bathrooms that had been left to fester for two months, with a toothbrush…"
Zim just sat back and put his feet up on his desk, like nothing had happened.
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Dib walked up to Zim at lunch.
The irken was trying to choke down a french fry, one of the few human foods that didn't make him violently Ill.
"What's your deal, Zim? Why are you here?" Asked the aspiring paranormal investigator.
"Why are any of us here, human?" Zim asked mockingly.
"You know what I mean. There's no reason for you to come to skool. No reason for you to even stay on Earth after what happened."
Dib narrowed his eyes at him.
"Oh, I have a reason, Dib! A very good one!"
"And just what would that be?"
"I now know the perfect way to get recognized for the truly incredible Irken elite that I am!" Zim exclaimed, hopping up on the table and pointing to the sky dramatically.
He then noticed the children staring at him.
"I-is what the guy on TV said… um… Zim is a normal human! Yes, normal…"
The kids just ignored him and went back to chatting and eating.
Dib sighed in irritated confusion.
"You told me yourself, even showed me proof, that your leaders lied to you. That they aren't coming. You teleported the entire planet to them and they didn't even bother to contact you."
Zim took in a breath.
"Foolish Earth-monkey, Zim has indeed contacted his Tallest and all is fine" He informed Dib.
A look of shock crossed his face before he grabbed Zim by his shirt and pulled him up, glaring directly into his eyes.
There was no way he would let the little green alien get the chance to do something worse than he already had.
"What did they say?!" Dib snapped dangerously.
Zim gave an indignant squeaked as he was snatched from his seat. He then cleared his throat to cover it up.
"Stupid Dib-stink, why would I tell you?!"
"All depends… How much do you like having your antennae attached to your head?" The boy growled.
Zim roughly pushed him away.
"Your threats mean nothing to Zim! But, because you are so pathetic, I will tell you that they are leaving all the details up to me."
He said, trying to hide his concern by smoothing out the wrinkles in his uniform.
Dib tilted his head in disbelief.
Things were becoming clear to him.
"Why would they still leave anything up to you?"
Zim shot him a nasty look.
"Because Zim is the best, most incredible invader in the history of Irk." He said simply.
"And things will be a bit harder to manage from their current location… Inside the… Florpus…" He reluctantly added.
"Wait… You don't mean that the Tallest, the leaders of Irk, actually flew into that thing? Man… And I thought you were stupid!"
If looks could kill, Zim would have splattered Dibs head all over the cafeteria.
"How did you contact them? How did they even survive?! They must be dead by NOW."
Deathly anger flashed across Zim's face.
"My Tallest are NOT dead! T-they have their reasons f-for going in there! They must know s-something we don't!"
Zim stammered defensively.
It was becoming painfully obvious that Zim was in complete denial, still rejecting the idea that his leaders had abandoned him and worse, they were gone.
He couldn't accept that he was the reason for the hell they had been trapped in.
Zim squeezed his eyes shut, fists shaking at his sides.
"I'll show you, stupid human! I'll show you all!" he screamed before dashing out of the building.
Dib just stood there in shocked silence, actually feeling a bit sorry for the pitiful creature.
Haven't written a story in a while...
I decided it was time for a brand new start.
Hope you find some enjoyment in reading the drabbles of a crazy person. :)