Okay, so sorry about the shortness of the last chapter. Anyway, with this one the plot is moving forward.
Middle School and High School is a time for children to grow and learn more about themselves, sometimes by themselves, other times, they require help. During the fifth grade graduation speech, Zim had ignored about all the possibilities for change that he would now encounter for he thought that the changes would only apply to Earth children. Then again, he might have been taking his cues from Tak, who was moving to a private school, in order to "take over the world the unconventional way" and impress "the Tallest," and some other stuff that Zim had not paid attention to. So maybe he was just acting this way on his own. Anyway, most kids do not experience change until they enter High School, but Zim, and Dib were two very special cases and Fate had plans for them (She might have had some pity for the two, but it was mostly calculations.) And what the foolish little alien had no idea of, was that those changes, were about to start, right now.
Zim ran quickly down the street, a bubble of giddy laughter escaping his vornsch, (what humans call a throat). He had Dib, all he needed now a good weapon. He raced into his lab, barely sparing a thought for his "mom" and "dad" and their brainless enquiries. Zim looked around at all the weapons that he had "acquired" (stolen) from various source (various government agencies that he-er, his defense systems took out). His talons itched to hold some of the weapons as he dreamed of that annoying Dib-pest's impending doom, but before he could, Zim had a job to do. First and foremost, he was an Irken Invader and that meant reporting his every plan to the Tallest.
He fired up the new Irken telescreen that would immediately connect any Invader to the Tallest for urgent and emergency messages. Zim executed a salute as the Tallest appeared on screen. Back ramrod straight, Zim outlined his plan to destroy the human known only as Dib. Still not realizing how large (or how small) a threat Dib was to the Irken, the Tallest only knew of him in their three-year communications with Zim. Frankly, all they had pierced together was that Zim could not seem to annihilate the one obstacle between conquering Earth, and coming home, as a marginally successful invader. Therefore, they listened to Zim's rantings with the best poker faces and trying not to laugh.
Finally done outlining his plans, Zim concluded with, "and once I am done subguagting these Earthlings, I will return to Irk to be reassigned by the Tallest." The Tallest exchanged looks of horror. If Zim was coming home again, this would require careful planning. "Well, Zim," Red took control of the awkward and horror-filled silence, "um, carry on with your plans. Tallest, over and out." So saying, he pressed a button off-screen and the screen went dark. However, unbeknownst to the Tallest, the new version of the telescreen had the option of just audio, and no image. Worse yet, it was this setting that Red had just pushed. Thus, it was as Zim went to pick a weapon of Dib's imminent demise that he heard what was probably the worst conversation of his life.
"Red, he can't come back. We've had a quiet and stable three years without any of his freak mess-ups."
"I know, I know, we will plan out a solution if he does ever manage to conquer that planet. After all, it is rich in raw resources."
"True. And nothing makes our troops more zealous than a poor Irken underdog, returning victorious, only to be grievously wounded or killed upon re-entry. Old equipment can be so problematic."
"Right. Though this is only if he manages to conquer Earth. And that is a very large 'if.'"
"Yeah. I mean this is Zim we're talking about. The Great Irken Invader."
"You meant the Great Irken failure. In three years, he hasn't grown at all. And he's still as gullible as ever."
"I know. Remember when he wen-"
Unable to bear it anymore, Zim had turned off the connection between the two planets. Next, he pressed a button, and the weapons display folded back into wall. Slowly, he walked out of his lab, lights turning off behind him until the entire lab was left in darkness. Zim walked upstairs and entered his room. This was new information, he would have to think of what to do now.
So, sorry its so short, but it was a major plot point, and I didn't want to try to put two chapters into one. So I figure I have about four more chapters, of varying lengths left in this story. I promise an update will not take twelve months, promise.
So, 'till next time.