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Invader Zim- The End?

Chapter 17

"Son? Are you up there? I can hear voices. Who's with you?"

Dib, in a panic, rushed to the door that led to the basement. He yanked the door open so hard that it smashed into the opposing wall and created a large dent. He didn't care though. Dib peered into the darkness that was at the base of the staircase. There was a slight, silent, flickering light coming from the lab. There was a buzzing sound like metal connecting to metal and then the sounds stopped. Professor Membrane's head popped out from the side and stared at his son. Dib wasn't really able to tell but he thought that his dad was smiling at him slightly.

"Oh, so you are home, good."

"Dad! What are you doing here?"

"I came home early, I found out that I have today off too, which is a big surprise. I thought that you, me and your sister could go and see a movie."

"Uh…"

"Come now. Where is your sister?"

"But dad… I don't…"

"It's your turn to pick, son." Membrane placed a foot on the staircase. He was going to come up.

Dib waved his hand at the people in the living room. Tak leapt up and thrust the closet door open. She gripped Zim's arm and literally threw him inside. Zim clattered against a bunch of coats and umbrellas making groaning and angered sounds. Then Tak activated her disguise. The Tallest did as well.

Red's disguise was that of a tall red-haired man. His hair was spiked and stood up a little bit on his head. He had a red shirt on with the letter R on it in dark red fabric and a series of black stripes down his slightly light red T-shirt. There were two strips of fabric that hung down past his knees, which came from the back of his shirt as well. His pants were plain black and the bottoms were tucked under his high black boots, which had two red buckles on the top of his foot. He had a low, small nose and a small mouth with bright red eyes. He had black pads over top of his shoulders as well.

Purple looked near the same save for the fact that everything that was red on Red's outfit was purple for him. The P on his shirt was white instead of red and his shirt was purple with the same amount of stripes as Red. The strips that hung from his outfit weren't two like Red's. He had one, long, purple strip of fabric that went down to, and past, his knees. His boots were the same but the buckles were a deep purple. His hair was purple as well but it did not stand up on his head like Red's did. Where Red's hair stood up his own hung down and covered his eyes, which were bright purple, a little bit. Like Red, he had black shoulders pads with pointed tips.

Tak leapt over top of the couch and seated herself.

"Why'd you stuff him in the closest?" came Red's confused tone.

"He didn't bring a disguise and he doesn't have any proper repairs done to the hologram program in his PAK so he can't do that either."

"I can't help but wonder if you enjoyed stuffing him in there…"

Tak smiled.

Dib looked back at the staircase. His father was right in front of him now. Membrane looked down at his son. "So? Who have you two got up here? I can hear other voices."

"Uh… Just some friends… From school…"

"Really?" Membrane peeped his head around the corner to look into the living room. He saw Red and Purple in their disguises as well as Tak who sat next to Red. Membrane was amazed at the height of the two 'boys'. They were immensely tall, perhaps even a little bit taller than he was. Tak he remembered seeing once or twice around town. She was the daughter of that fat man that owned the weenie corporation. He had seen her in a long time though. "Oh, hello. Who are all of you?"

Dib stepped up by the couch. "Uh… Dad, I would like you to meet Tak."

"Yes, I've seen her around before. I haven't nowadays though. Charmed to meet you young lady."

Tak grimaced but nodded her head to him.

"This," Dib said as he pointed to the disguised Tallest, "is Red and Purple. They're… new… at my school."

"How do you do boys?"

Neither of them spoke. They just nodded their heads at him.

Membrane stood up straight. "Your friends don't really talk much… Do they?"

Dib shook his head.

There was a banging on the closet door. It was flung open and a green blur practically attached the couch. It flew out and smashed into the sofa head on. Tak nearly feel out of her seat. Red did fall out of his seat. Purple flinched at the crash made when his co-Tallest hit the table in front of him. Red rubbed his knee with annoyance.

Zim stood up. He had a pair of sunglasses on and he had a black baseball cap with a white oval in the middle set on his head. He bent down and brushed off his outfit. Then he stood up and glared at Tak from the other side of the sofa. "How dare you shove Zim in a filthy closet!"

"Oh, you're that foreign boy from Dib's school. I saw you a few days ago, didn't I?"

Zim turned his attention back to Membrane. He hadn't been aware that he was there yet. "Yes."

"Well, then it's good to see you again. Here to see Gaz?"

The room went silent.

Red, who had pulled his body back up and onto the couch, leaned over to look at Zim. He had an inquisitive look in his eye and he stared at the Irken 'invader' somewhat confused. "Who's Gaz?" Gaz raised her hand in the air, not taking her eyes off of the Game Slave 3. She kept on with her game. Once Red saw her hand in the air she put it down. "Oh…" But a matter still remained in his head. He turned back to Zim. "Are you 'friends' with them?"

Zim nearly leapt out from underneath his hat. He turned to Red. However, before he could utter a single word a voice erupted from behind him. "Yes." Zim turned around and glared at Dib. He knew that he was not he friend. How dare the human say that! He cast Dib one of the most horrible looks that he had but the boy ignored him. "Yes," he repeated. "Zim is our 'friend'."

Red caught the false tone to his voice but kept it to himself.

Zim frowned. His shoulders curled up close to his top lip in a frustrated turn. His fists clenched with fury. Contrary to the matter that he was utterly infuriated Zim did, indeed, nod his head slightly towards the Professor. "Yes…" he said, hating each word that came out. "I… am… their… friend…" Zim had trouble pronouncing the final word. Eventually though he did it. More suspiciously than he had wanted, mind you. Everyone in the room, save for Membrane, hoped that the Professor hadn't noticed the loathe in Zim's axiom.

Tak, taking in the silence that had swept over the room, took the time to go over Zim's new outfit in her head. The very thought of it made that impious smile spread, wide, across her visage. She leaned over the side of the settee, leaning into where Zim's ear should have been. The Irken only noticed her when she was eyeing him with such malevolence in her stare that she could have caused a flood. Thinking she was going to do something drastic Zim readied himself to fight her off. Then Tak opened her mouth and said…

"Nice hat, Zim. Trying to hide the rest of your face too? I think you'd better pull it down more, then." Tak reached over, using just her knees to keep her at balance, and yanked Zim's hat down. It covered over his eyes and the Irken, unable to see, wobbled on his axis. Zim toppled over and crashed to the carpet with a resounding thud. Tak laughed.

Zim sat up, pulling his hat up again to see, and eyed her.

It was true. Zim's outfit looked ridiculous. Plain and simple. The hat that he had on his head was far too large for him and could have easily covered over his eyes had he wanted to be blind. To prevent that he kept it tilted far back on his cranium. Not so far as to expose his antennas but far enough so that it didn't come in front of his line of vision. Then there were his glasses. Seeing as Zim had no ears the glasses didn't really have all that much to be supported on. He also didn't have too much of a nose. Without a bride to sit on the glasses would have no balance. It was a plain miracle that they stayed on his face at all.

The Irken boy frowned and glared at her. He said something in a strange language, involving many clicks of the tongue and many slurs. Tak's eyes went wide and she retaliated with another set of clicking and slurs. But she also had a few grunts that resounded from deep within her throat. Red and Purple clicked once with a strange set of words. They said the exact same thing yet no human in the room was able to understand them. Tak and Zim went silent.

"Very interesting," came Membrane's voice. Dib tensed up a little bit. Gaz remained calm and, still, refused to take part in the actions that surrounded her existence. "So… Do you all come from the same country?"

The Irkens all looked at one another. Then they turned back to the Professor and nodded. Kim, who had remained behind the chair that Purple was sitting at, spoke out for the first time in a while now. "They come from a little Island off the gulf of Mexico. Not too many people know about it, seeing as it's so small. You can't even find it on a globe most of the time."

"Really? That's Fascinating. What's this Island called?"

Every Irken in the room called out: "Irk."

"Now", came Tak's harsh tone, "why don't you just slink back down to your lab and do some tests on an octopus." Her eyes seemed to 'glimmer' in the light.

"You know what… I don't think so… I've done enough octopus tests. Though fun it can get boring down there. I'm glad to be up here talking to you kids."

Tak raised a brow. He's smarter than he looks… And sounds…

Out of the blue Membrane snapped his fingers. "Oh! Yes. I found the strangest little thing today. I believe that it's a new invention by one of my competitors. Obviously it was sent to spy on my and steal my intention ideas. Too bad for it that there's a crowd outside. Looks like the little thing got trampled."

"Really? What does it look like?" Zim became interested in their conversation once more.

"Oh, it's not too big of a thing. It's made of metal and has lots of strange wires all inside of it. There are two ocular devices on the front, one's broken and then other has just blinked out. Then there's an open chest plate with a blue door. Looks like it's missing one arm. It has the stubbiest arm and legs ever. I'd be surprised if it was able to hold anything up." Membrane rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. "Also, every once and a while it says 'I'm dancing like a monkey!' Whatever that means. I mean… come on! It's not even dancing!"

"That's Gir!" Zim leapt to his feet as quickly as he found it possible. He pushed past, Dib who smashed against the opposing wall and feel to the floor. Then the Irken shoved the Professor out of his way and made it to the top of the stairs. He took them three at a time and tripped once or twice on his way down. But Zim was determined to make it down there.

"Hey! You can't go down there! I have high quantities of peanut butter down there!"

Zim stopped. "Peanut butter?" Then he continued.

Membrane followed him with Dib close behind. Red and Purple rose from their seats and walked over to the door. They stood there and looked down at the blinking light and the father and son as they wiped around the corner. Neither Kim, Tak nor Gaz bothered to move from where they were. Kim leaned over the chair that Purple had previously been occupation and Tak turned back around in her seat. Gaz paused her game and looked up. They sighed in unison. "Men…"

"I'm dancing like a monkey!"

"No, Gir. You're not."

"But I wanna dance like a monkey!"

"Gir, can you hear properly?"

"Yes."

"Can you see?"

"No."

"Can you move?"

"No."

Zim sighed. "This is going to take an awful lot of repairs…"

"So it's your robot? Trying to steal my inventions?" Zim turned around to meet Membrane's gaze. The man in the lab coat approached him cautiously. He took one single step at a time. Zim, being backed up by a table, had nowhere to go, lest he reveal his Irken identity. Membrane came ever closer. Dib was no longer behind him. "You won't be stealing any of my inventions. I'll fix that little robot up and then I'll discover some of your inventions. I'll turn your own technology against you."

"Fool! You know nothing of the superior Irken technology! Nothing!"

"Dad!"

They both turned to a rack of test tubes. Dib stood behind it. He walked around the side, the plainest look ever seen plastered upon his face. He stepped out and glared first at Zim and then at his father. He placed his hands on his hips and looked at his father.

Membrane stuck his hand out towards him and eyes Zim. "This doesn't concern you son."

"Dad, be reasonable." Dib walked over to stand next to Zim. Zim flinched to the side, uncomfortable being so close to the Earthling. "You're fighting over nothing. Obviously, if Zim can make a robot so advanced he's not going to want to steal any of your stuff. He could always just make his own. Think this through."

Membrane sighed. "I suppose you are right." He looked towards Zim. "I am very sorry. I overreacted."

"You sure did!"

"But, I must know, what is that little thing used for?"

"He's… My mom's helper! Yes. Yes! He helps my parents around the house! That's it."

"Oh, come off it Zim."

The three males turned around. The figure that stood close to the back of the room stepped out form the shadows. It was Kimberly. She had the sourest expression planted on her face. Tak, Gaz, Red and Purple had all come down with her and were standing on the stairs. Gaz was an exception though. She had decided to sit on the railing while she continued along with her game. Purple was behind her and Red was behind Tak who was standing firmly on the ground. Kim had her arms crossed as she approached the three. She glared at each one, casting a chill right through them. When Kimberly wanted to scare she wanted to scare and scare she could. "Zim, this entire thing, as you can plainly see, has been nothing but a disaster. Lying has only increased the problem. Half of the city already knows the truth. If we tell Professor Membrane about it them maybe he can help us."

Membrane scratched his head. "What's going on? Are we locking Dib in an institute?"

Kim continued, ignoring Dib's father. "If we just leave this to fade then we could pass up a lot of opportunities. For example…" She crossed to one side of the room. Everyone eyed her as she went. Kim picked up a strange-looking weapon. It had a knob on the front and two large barrels that looked as though they could have held up very powerful rockets. Though too heavy for any normal person it would have been an excellent asset in battle. "This would be a good thing to use for what's to come. I don't suppose you have one of these. Do you Zim?"

The Irken boy shook his head.

"I didn't think so." She set the device back down and looked back at him. "You see, Zim. If we tell Membrane about it then we can get all his help. Obviously a man who is 'friend to the world' will not want the world to be destroyed."

Red, Purple, and Tak all nodded. Gaz ignored them.

"Zim, just tell him. Get it over with."

"Do not command Zim!"

"I'll lend you my mind wipe to erase his memory afterwards."

Zim took this into account. "Eh… ok."

"What's going on?"

Zim faced Membrane. "Sir, it is your great honor to… ah forget it." He took a hold of the glasses and the hat that he had on his head. With one swift movement he removed them. His antennas pulled themselves out and wriggled with contented freedom. They waved slightly as though they were joyous to be out from underneath that horribly heated hat. His crimson orbs were shown to the Professor. They looked him over, noticing his surprised expression.

Dib sighed and looked at his dad. "Dad… Zim is and alien."

Membrane didn't speak for a moment.

All in the room was buried in utter silence.

Membrane leaned down and looked at Zim fully.

"My, my. I suggest you get a doctor to look that those eyes. You have a horrible case of pink eye…"

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Brooke: Ah, Professor… Naïve as usual. Oh well. More reviews whee!"

Zim: First we have a review from CrazyMonkeyFox.

Brooke: Thanks for the review. Glad you liked the randomness of my chapter. I was going to go on with this one but I thought 'hey, I need some randomness fun in my fic. Gir's had his little adventure but what's happening with the others?' So I did this. And I'm glad you like your cola! LOL!!

Impmon: geminidragon76 has sent a review to us now.

Brooke: You spotted something. I'm not too sure if other peoples spotted it too so good for you. I ain't telling you what you spotted though! Haha! You'll have to wait a little bit. Here you can see that little Gir is fine… save for the fact that he can't move or see… And yeah. You're right. Gir's the only one that really knows about the ZAGR. Thanks for the review!

Jack: Now we have two more reviews from a completely new person. Dlbn has sent us some reviews for the fic.

Brooke: Glad you like the Gir chapter. The past two were just little random chapters that I did but seeing as people like em I'll add more. Tell me if you want another Gir Adventure chapter too. Kay? And thanks for the remark on my fic being 'very very very cool'. I liked that.

Fiendmon: Now everyone gets candy canes!

Batty: Hey! It was my turn!

Fiendmon: You always get to do it!

Zim: R&R or be annihilated.

Brooke: Zim! Sorry peoples… The Christmas spirit, much to my discontent, is flooding through the house… (sigh)