The Second Banana Chapter 17: Halloweeen, an invader zim fanfic

#XX- Halloween

Trick or Treat till the neighbor's gonna die with fright...

"You see, you gotta help us Dib! We're never gonna win without you!"

Dib eyed his roommate wearily, pulling his pillow tight against his body. "I don't know, Mack," he sighed. "I don't know anyone at Theta Tau."

"Then it'll be a great way to meet the fellows there!" Mack said earnestly, pleading in his eyes. "Come on, Dib, be a pal! I told the president I would bring a friend to mind the keg and with Erik you know, in the hospital or dead or something, you're the only one I know that doesn't drink!"

Now that sounded like a reason to come. An invitation to go baby-sit a metric shit load of drunken, staggering, frat boys in Halloween costumes? Who wouldn't want to come!? Dib rolled his eyes before nodding shortly. "Fine, I'll do it," he grumbled feeling disappointed that this would be the only way he'd be invited to a party like this.

"Woot!" Mack cheered, pumping one fist in the air. "You totally won't regret this man! Party!!!! PARTTTYYYY!!!!!"

Dib rolled his eyes and collapsed back onto his bed, covering his face with his pillow. He regretted it already...

That night...

"Okay, let's review," the giant human shaped bumblebee said, leaning back and popping a piece of stolen candy into her mouth. "We've created the greatest Halloween costumes known to man."

"Check," the huge alien by her side said, putting a check by that item on the list and resisting the urge to roll her eyes. Really. The greatest costumes known to man? Jas had made herself a costume of a stupid bloated insect and refused to be referred to anything but Mindy while she had simply turned off her hologram and removed her itchy wig for once. But it wouldn't do to argue with Jas so Liz didn't.

"We stole candy from small children."

"A very delicious check."

"Scared a group of toddlers until they cried."

"A hilariously funny check."

"And we've toilet papered the homes of three professors and egged the house of the dean."

"And a juvenile delinquency at it's greatest, check."

"Now what?"

"Well, according to the sacred Halloween list of Bubba-Tut, all that remains is watching The Nightmare Before Christmas and gate crashing some Frat's charity party and stealing their cash," Liz said, handing over the list so Jas could see it herself.

"Decisions, decisions," Jas muttered, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "Well, let's go walk Frat Row until we find one that looks somewhat interesting."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

Theta Tau

Dib rolled his eyes, as a drunken zombie and werewolf knocked over a lamp while still making out. Why had he agreed to do this again? That's right. There was no reason! Mack had somehow just peer pressured him into this and it was dumb and stupid!

"Hey Mistah," an elementary skool student dressed as a fairy princess said, pulling on one of the bandages that hung from Dib's mummy costume. "Can I's have a beer pwease?"

Glaring down at the child, Dib prepared a mental speech about the importance of drinking responsibly and how he had to card her before realizing that he really didn't care. "Knock yourself out, kid," he growled, abandoning his post by the keg and shoving through the crowd until he was outside. He walked until the music blasting from the party was soft enough that he could think again before flopping down under a tree and pulling his legs up to his chest. "Shoulda gone over to Zim's and harassed him about the Halloweenies," he muttered darkly. "That's always good for a laugh."

"Theta Tau?" Two people were walking down the sidewalk nearby the taller of the two apparently giving suggestions while the smaller one shot them down.

"Too boring."

"Kappa Kappa Kappa?"

"Changed the theme to 'Pony Princesses' like they do every year."

"Delta Phi Tau?"

Dib waited until he couldn't hear them anymore before starting to talk to himself again. He had never gotten over his habit of talking to himself out loud, but he had at least trained himself to do it only when other people weren't in listening distance. "Don't wanna go back in," he growled to himself. "But promised Mack that I would watch the keg… But I don't want to… But he's my roommate and I should do something to get along with him… But he's a jerk who leaves his dirty socks on my bed and never cleans…"

So absorbed by his thoughts the sudden screeching hiss of a microphone's feedback made Dib jump and look up for the source of the sound. His eyes immediately fell on the bright throbbing lights of purple, green, and white that were coming from down the street. An eyebrow raising, Dib was going to sit back down and start talking to himself again when a voice suddenly shouted out loudly over the neighborhood. It was a familiar voice. A voice that sent a shiver down Dib's spine. "PITIFUL EARTH HUMANS!" the voice screamed. "Come to the party of ZIM so that I may become LORD AND MASTER of you all!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"Zim!?" Dib shouted, leaping to his feet and racing down the sidewalk. He tore through a pair of walking girls, ignoring their protests before coming to a halt before one of the Frat houses, his eyes going wide. "Woah…"

A moment before…

"Delta Phi Tau?"

"Not enough booze zombies for my amusement."

Liz sighed heavily, glaring down at her short companion. "Look Jas, you've shot down just about every Frat and Sorority on campus. What exactly are you looking for?"

"I don't know," Jas replied, slowing down so she could look up at the stars. "You know, maybe we should just change our plans altogether this year. We finished that tunnel so we can get the ship out without destroying a building, maybe we should just take off for a day or two and spend Halloween in space."

"You have an exam tomorrow, don't you?"

"Thermo," Jas confirmed, her face going dark. "How I hate that class…"

"Well, besides the 'day or two' bit I think testing out the ship is a good idea," Liz said smiling brightly. "We can download our movies onto the main memory drive, turn off the gravity, and have fun eating popcorn in Zero-G."

"Now you're speaking my language," Jas laughed as the metallic scream of a microphone's backlash cut through the air. Both girls clamped their hands over their ears, Liz's eyes tearing up as her sensitive ears rang from the noise.

"PITIFUL EARTH HUMANS!" a voice suddenly screamed from up ahead. "Come to the party of ZIM so that I may become LORD AND MASTER of you all!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"What the…" Liz muttered, straightening as the amplified voice ended. She turned to ask Jas something but was stopped when a mummy costumed figure burst between them, nearly knocking Jas over as he ran. "Hey!" Liz shouted, diving to grab onto Jas before she hit pavement. "Watch where you're going, you jerk!"

"That's it," Jas growled as Liz set her back on her feet. "We're totally going to space. None of these jerks deserve to be graced with our presence."

Hands in fists, Jas stalked down the sidewalk, Liz following close behind until they reached the last Frat house on the block and Liz suddenly froze. "No way…" the large blue alien girl gasped out in surprise. "Jas! Jas look!"

Pausing in her angry march, Jas glanced up at the flashing purple, green, and white lights with disinterest. "So?" she growled, going to walk on.

Liz grabbed her shoulder, picking up the shorter girl and holding her so she had to look at the house. "Look!"

Jas looked. "At what? The slightly above average party with the weird lights?"

Rolling her eyes, Liz shook the human slightly. "Look harder! Look at the shape! That's not one of the usual Frat houses! And the colours! Don't those colours look familiar!?"

"Put me down!" Jas growled, kicking her feet in the air. "Of course those lights look familiar! Those are the colours I chose for our shi-" She froze, eyes snapping over to take in the suddenly familiar shape of unearthly architecture. Her eyes narrowed into angry little slits. "Someone's going to pay for this."

Inside the spaceship Mir…

Zim grinned widely as the long line of students waiting to get in only became longer and longer. Foolish Earth students! Did they not know that their very presence, their every donation of Earth 'cash' was leading to their downfall!? Soon, very soon, he would have won this PATHETIC Earth contest and the 'student council' would hand control of this kollege to Zim! And then... The next stage of his plan was so brilliant it gave him goosebumps... And then, once the total control of this kollege was his he would force all the students to become worker drones under him. They would design weapons and once he had stockpiled enough he would use the FOOLISH Earth students to take over the world!!!

...Okay, so it wasn't his greatest plan. But it was the best he could up with considering all the stressful exams this stupid skool put him through! It was even worse then the Irken Academy with all it's exams...

Heh, everyone was a critic.

But to understand the sheer brilliance of Zim's plan a little back story is required.

Flashback... Two days ago...

It had started out a normal day. Hideous Earth birds were singing while the hideous Earth sun shone in the sky. And then... Disaster struck.

Walking along, minding his own business, Zim was suddenly struck in the face with a piece of paper! The horror! Zim looked about for the cause of this terrible attack, but found no culprit in sight. But then... he read the flier...

GO GO GO! (it read)

JOIN THE 5TH ANNUAL HALLOWEEN CHARITY DRIVE!

THROW THE BEST PARTY, GET THE MOST CASH

AND WIN!!!!!1!!!

FIRST PLACE GETS A SEAT AS PRESIDENT ON STUDENT COUNCIL!!!

(Please, please someone join student council! It gets lonely being here all by myself!)

Despite the evil plan that tickled the back of his brain, Zim crumpled up the paper and threw it over his shoulder. What use was it to throw a 'party' for these filthy Earth creatures? Besides, even if he did want to throw a Halloween party, he had no place to have it. There was no way he was going to invite a large group of students into his base after all.

Caught up in his thoughts, Zim didn't even notice the tunnel until he had walked into it and crashed into the object stored at it's far end. Opening his mouth to shout, he froze as he caught sight of the large alien spacecraft that shone in the dim light before him.

To many this would seem to be a far-fetched plot device to get some semblance of plot into a rather silly story. To Zim this was the beginning of an evil plot... The best evil plot EVER!

End Flashback

"Zim!"

The alien's head jerked up to see the Dib panting before him, and Zim smiled widely. "Well hello Dib!" he cooed innocently. "Here to join my little party?"

Dib's eyes narrowed. "I don't know what you're planning Zim, but I'm going to put a stop to it, you here me! I will!"

"It's for charity!" Zim continued on, completely unfazed by Dib's words. "And look! I'm holding my party in this strange alien spacecraft I found while wandering around campus!"

"You found this?" Dib asked, looking around what he could see of the spacecraft with awe in his eyes. "Just like that?"

Zim nodded. "I have snacks too!" he tempted, pointing past the hopping dance floor to the far wall.

Eyes darting from Zim, to the space ship, to the snack bar and back, Dib finally seemed to come to a decision. "How much?" he growled.

"For you, Dib? Twenty of your Earth dollars."

"Twenty bucks!?" Dib yelled, reaching into his pockets for the money. "That's highway robbery!" But he pony upped the cash anyway. Walking into the main room the human looked torn between gushing at the alien technology that covered the walls and trying to figure out what Zim was up to. "I-I'm going to stop you, Zim! I-I am!"

"Of course you are," Zim said soothingly as he waved. "Enjoy yourself, Dib-stink." The alien turned to smile at the two newest arrivals to his party. "Greetings stinky Earth-beasts. Ten Earth dollars each to get in."

The bumblebee clad girl along with her companion in the rather convincing Moriokain costume glared at Zim murderously but handed over the money without complaint. They went in too, immediately heading towards a side passage. Zim watched them go with a smile on his face. Yes, soon he would have collected all the monies these humans had to over and student council would be his! And with all of student council came the campus! And with that, the world!!!

Central Control Room...

"I'm setting off the fire sprinklers," Jas said, sliding into a plush chair and flipping monitors on left and right. Her hands flew over the keyboard as she typed. "You go and see if this works."

Liz nodded and left the room, her face dark. They had to get these intruders off their precious ship no matter what!

Main Dance Floor...

"Hmm, this is pretty good," Dib muttered to himself, biting into the chicken kabob he'd found at the snack bar. "I wonder where Zim got the recipe..." Taking another bite, Dib suddenly froze and tossed the food away in horror. This was Zim he was talking about! The alien! There was no way that the food he had been eating came from an Earth recipe! In fact, there was no way to tell if the food was even made out of Earth products!

What if the food was poisoned!? Sure, that sounded like a pretty low thing, but Zim might be desperate enough to sink that low. Dib felt sick just thinking about it. Oh God, he had been poisoned! He was dying, he was dying, he was-

"Out of the way, twerp," something big and female and blue growled, shoving Dib aside to survey the crowded room better. As if he wasn't even there, the girl brought her watch up to her mouth and began speaking into it. "It's not working. No water in sight."

Dib eyed her angrily, scrambling to his feet and brushing his trench coat off. "And they say I'm crazy," he muttered, watching the girl continue to talk to her watch. He turned to go, but a side passage caught his eye and he couldn't help but go down it. Unlike the main dance floor, this passage was completely deserted and Dib felt his heart race because of it. Maybe this would help lead him to discover whatever Zim's evil plan was? He hoped so.

There was a sudden onslaught of shouts and the sound of running water from behind him, but Dib managed to force himself to keep going instead of turning around. Whatever Zim's plan was it probably couldn't be found with so many people around. Knowing Zim it would be carefully hidden, guarded in some side room where it wouldn't be disturbed.

A door up ahead was slightly open and Dib peeked inside. There, hunched over a keyboard and typing furiously was a dark figure who shook their head and swore as Dib watched. "What do you mean it's not working!?" the figure demanded to nothing. "It's the freaking sprinklers! People are supposed to leave when the sprinklers go off!" There was a long pause and then the figure shook their head again. "No, I haven't seen Rejected, but what does that have to do with anything!?"

Dib held his breath and leaned in forward in hopes he could see more. Who was this strange person at the computer terminal? What was their connection to Zim? If he could just figure this out then...

"You know, it's not nice to spy," a delicate female voice hissed in Dib's ear.

Dib jerked around to catch a glimpse of something huge and blue before being shoved into the partially open door to the feet of the hunched over computer figure. The figure blinked down at the human blankly, amber coloured eyes gazing into his own. Looking up, the figure looked over to the giant blue thing that was now closing the door behind them. "What's he doing here?" it asked in perfect unaccented English.

"He's an intruder," the blue thing said and now that Dib had a better look at her he wished he had brought a camera. Tall, with almost impossibly broad shoulders, the blue alien was staring down at him from a surprisingly human looking face. One large sky blue hand was resting on surprisingly narrow hips and Dib realized that her arms had an extra joint giving her a total of four elbows.

"I know he's an intruder!" the hunched figure said, throwing up small five fingered hands in exasperation. "We have hundreds of intruders! Touching, pawing, drinking, disgusting intruders who won't get off my ship!" This alien, if anything, looked more normal then the blue one. Her form and figure was almost entirely human with a very human face. The only thing that really let Dib know her alien origins were her large solid amber coloured eyes and the fact that her body seemed to closely resemble that of a bee's complete with iridescent wings on her back.

"I mean he's an intruder, intruder!" the blue alien sighed. "He was spying on you!"

"Oh," the bee alien glared down at him. "Well that's just plain rude. Computer, get rid of this intruder in as embarrassing and potentially harmful manner possible!"

"Hey!" Dib shouted, trying to scramble to his feet as dark tendrils plunged from the ceiling to grab him. They wrapped around his body just like the ones at Zim's base always did and hauled him up into the air. "You won't get away with this!" he shouted, shaking his fist at the two aliens. "I'll stop you from taking over the- Wait… Are you trying to take over the world?"

"No," the large blue alien said dryly. "We're trying to get our ship back from that green freak with a Napoleon complex."

"And then we're going to watch DVDs," the bee alien said. "Good ones. But that doesn't matter now. Computer, complete program!"

Dib gave a shout of panic as the computer's tendril's tightened around him, but his fears were short lived. Instead of throwing him out, they quickly dropped him to the ground before starting the shake uncontrollably. "Alert!" a mechanized voice shouted. "Someone is messing with my memory banks!"

"WHAT!?" both aliens shouted.

The bee alien started pulling at her pom-pom like antenna. "Who would do something like that!?"

In the Central Memory room…

"Dude!" Drunken Frat Boy #65 laughed, ripping out memory blocks. He was joined by his friends Drunken Frat Boy #23 and Hopelessly Gigglefied Sorority Girl #87. "I'm so glad alcohol has taken away all thoughts of leaving alone someone else's personal property! Let's jut rip out these 8-tracks like we're not aware that there could be horrible side effects!"

"Dude!" his two friends shouted in agreement.

Back with Dib…

"No! Computer!" Jas sobbed, clinging to the still shaking tendrils. "Don't leave me! Be strong!"

"W-w-w-w-w-w-Will I dream?" the computer stammered out as the tendrils slowly stopped. "Daaaisy… Daaaaaiiiisssssssyyyyyy…"

Liz gently rested her hand on Jas's shoulder as the human continued to cry. "Don't worry," she said soothingly. "We can fix it."

"Well of course we can fix it!" Jas said, looking up her face dry. "It's a freaking computer!" Standing, she stretched and looked pleased. "I'm just glad my program worked!"

"What program?"

"You know, the 'daisy daisy' bit."

Both Liz and Dib stared at Jas blankly. "You programmed your computer to have a death keel?" Dib asked.

"Of course! Now Liz! Grab the intruder and throw him out!"

"Wait!" Dib shouted as the blue alien moved to grab him. "I can help you!"

"Help us?" Liz questioned, her eyes narrowing. "How could you help us?"

"Well, this is your ship right? I can help you get all the people out!"

Liz and Jas exchanged look. "I somehow doubt that," Jas said, glaring. "We already tried turning on the sprinklers. Now it's time for more drastic measures. Like fire."

"You don't have to go to that!"

"Then what do you suggest?" Liz asked, her tone full of doubt.

Dib smiled at her, his eyes glinting darkly. "Have you ever heard of the Spooky Realm?"

Later...

"I don't think that this is a good idea, Jas," Liz hissed to her friend as they watched Dib use chalk to create an elaborate design on their wall. "I mean, I think that this is a really, really bad idea."

"How so?" Jas hissed back, her eyes still trained on Dib. "If he's right this'll get rid of all those intruders with only minimal bloodshed."

"Yeah, but he's going to summon a demon!"

"So?"

"So I don't know what demons are like on Earth, but where I come from they're not really something you want to deal with."

"I'd imagine Earth demons are the same."

"Then why are we letting him do this!?"

Jas didn't answer. She just stared intently at Dib as he bent over to finish his drawing.

Liz slapped a hand against her face. Oh. That was why.

Grinning widely, Dib turned around, wiping red chalk off on his mummy costume. "You see, my plan works a little like this," he said proudly. "Every October 31st the wall between our realm and the Spooky realm thins and allows integration between the two worlds. This is why we have so many stories about monsters that appear on this day."

"So you're going to take advantage of that and summon a demon here?" Liz asked dryly.

"Yes! I mean no. I mean, not exactly... I'm not exactly going to summon a demon per se, I've just thinned the wall between our two worlds in this location so that the chances that something from the Spooky Realm falling through is increased."

"Yeah. I'm going to get out of here," Liz muttered, turning to go.

"Wait!" Jas shouted, her eyes widening as she dove for Liz's arm. "Look!"

Dib turned and took a step back, his grin widening. "It worked!" he cheered catching sight of a dark black mist slowly beginning to take form. It intensified and grew solid until a great black form with glowing red eyes stood before them. Slowly, the form seemed to look around, it's gaze lingering upon the three life forms before it as it's mouth split in a great smile filled with razor sharp looking white teeth. Dib felt himself shudder and take another step back at the thing's smile. "Maybe that wasn't such a great idea."

"Fear me, mortals!" the black form hissed in a voice like molten iron. It slowly stalked towards them as they backed up, spreading it's arms as it did. "I am the one that men fear to speak the name of! I am the one who haunts your nightmares late at night! I am... Zubon Rei! The Pants Phantom!"

Everyone stopped their backpedaling to stare at the creature blankly.

"Pants Phantom?" Dib asked, an eyebrow raising. "Did he just say Pants Phantom?"

With a cruel chuckle, Zubon Rei fell upon Dib. As the human began to scream Liz grabbed Jas, shoving the human behind her before wrenching a pipe from above and brandishing it like a mace. When the phantom was done with Dib, she was ready for it. Striking out, she hit the creature upon the temple and then dove for it. Claws and fists were everywhere as they struggled for survival against the other.

Unnoticed by their grand battle, Jas darted around them to grab Dib's hand as he lay on the ground, unmoving. "Dib?" she whispered lowly, squeezing his hand tightly. "Dib are you alive?" The human didn't seem to have any wounds, but when dealing with a being from another dimension there was more then just wounds to worry about. Reaching over she lightly slapped the boy's face. "Dib, answer me! Are you alive?"

Dib moaned, his eyes slowly fluttering open. "Bee alien," he whispered and Jas realized that she had never even told the poor kid her name.

"Yes Dib?" Jas asked, her eyes slowly filling with tears. She resisted the urge to rip out her full eye contacts. While it did tint everything yellow and would make it hard to cry, she didn't want to miss Dib's last words either.

"It... It..."

Jas leaned in further. "Yes Dib?"

"It stole my pants."

There was a pregnant pause.

"Yes. Yes it did, Dib."

Grabbing the phantom by the shoulders, Liz gave out a mighty roar before sending the creature out of the room with a mighty kick to the seat of the pants. Wiping the sweat from her brow, Liz turned to face her two comrades. "How's the kid?" she asked seeing Dib slowly stir and sit up.

"Pantless, but otherwise fine," Jas said. Her face seemed unnaturally tight with effort and Liz briefly wondered if the human was trying to stop herself from laughing or crying.

"Is that all it does?" Liz demanded, gesturing to the door. "It steals people's pants!?"

"Apparently so," Dib said, standing and checking himself over carefully. "Yeah, that's what it looks like."

Liz gave a sigh of disgust before eying Dib, a smirk crossing her face. "Well I guess this answers the ol' boxers or briefs question for you, now doesn't it?"

Dib flushed brightly, his hands shooting down to cover up his yellow and white smiley face boxers. "Shut up!" he growled, feeling his ears heat up.

"What?" Liz demanded, managing to look hurt. "I didn't say anything! Did I say anything? I said nothing about your under-roos looking like something out of a Wal-Mart commercial!" Jas dissolved into hysterical laughter as Dib felt his face become redder and redder. Grinning widely Liz bent over and looked into Dib's eyes. "Geeze human, even your neck is blushing. Is that even healthy?"

"You guys are jerks."

Party Main Dance Floor...

The poor Drunken Frat Boy #66 didn't know what hit him. One minute he was flirting with what may or may not have been a floor lamp (but if it was a lamp, then it was a damn sexy one at that) and the next moment he found himself on the ground as a terrifying black shape stole his pants.

"My precious! My precious!" the creature cooed, stroking the dark fabric before vanishing from sight.

Drunken Frat Boy #66 blinked down blankly upon himself before leaping to his feet. "Whooo! Everybody get naked!!!"

Back with Dib...

"Well that doesn't seem to have worked at all." Jas frowned at the monitor as she watched hundreds of drunk people rip off their pants and begin dancing around the room. In one corner, Zubon Rei looked like he was have a seizure from pure happiness. "In fact if I had to rate this I would have to say that this has only made things worse which is, as you all know, the anti-worked."

"Time to use fire," Liz said. "Ooh! Ooh! Or we could use Napalm!"

"Are you sure that you don't have an extra pair of pants around?" Dib asked, pulling at the hem of the skirt Liz had found for him uncomfortably. "I think this dress makes my butt look big."

"Aren't you supposed to protest our setting these fools on fire?" Jas asked. Wow. That skirt does make his butt look big, she thought.

"Yeah, and then propose a new plan?" Liz asked. Geeze, if his butt looked any bigger in that skirt then his head would be dwarfed, she thought.

Dib sighed, pushing past the two to look at the monitors. "I never knew that coming up with plans was so hard," he growled, glaring down at his fellow students. "It's so much easier to thwart them then make them. No wonder all of Zim's plans suck so much."

"So we are using the Napalm?"

"No." Brow wrinkled in concentration, Dib's face suddenly lit up. "I got it! Does this ship have some sort of large loading hatch that can be opened?"

"Yeah." Jas pulled up a copy of the blueprints on the monitor and pointed to a large room on them. "This is the Central Holding Bay. It has both a side and bottom door that can be opened for both loading and unloading."

"Is that room big enough to hold the entire party?"

"Should be," Liz said, smiling as she got the gist of Dib's plan. "But how are we going to be able to get them all into that room? They're currently scattered throughout the ship."

"Do you have an advanced hologram system?" Dib asked.

"Do we ever!" Jas laughed, her eyes lighting up. "Just put the finishing touches on it last month! We can make a moth look like a weapon and a weapon look like an even bigger weapon with just a little 3D modeling."

"Then here's my plan."

Party Main Dance Floor...

"Great party, Zim!" a drunken cheerleader cooed before falling flat on her face.

Zim nodded smugly, surveying his party from a plush red chair he had found, one hand protectively covering the barrel of money that threatened to overflow by his side. Yes, this was a great party, wasn't it. So very, very great. It was actually quite surprising that he was so good at this sort of thing.

Yes the party was great and nothing could go wrong. Nope, nope. Nothing at all.

"Everyone!" Dib shouted, suddenly bursting into the room. The music screeched to a halt and he smiled, triumphantly pointing at Zim. "Everyone look! See! He's an alien!"

"Well duh," someone said from a corner.

"Yeah. How dumb do you think we are?"

"We can totally tell what his Halloween costume is on our own, thanks."

"No!" Dib protested. "He's a real... Oh never mind." He stepped aside and gestured through the doorway as he heard the music start. "They have DDR in there."

On cue, Liz charged through the room, her fists in the air. "Whooo! Guitar Hero!" she shouted, running into the room. "I call first!"

There was a pause, then a mad stampede as the students all fought and argued to get in. Shortly, Dib found himself alone in the room with a shocked looking Zim. "What!?" the green alien shouted, eyes bugging out. "How!?" he demanded, running to the doorway to stare at the quickly growing crowd. "How did you lure them away from me, Dib-stink?"

"Easy!" Dib smugly said. "We go to a tech school! No tech student can resist DDR!"

Back in the Main Control Room...

"Sweet little bumblebee, more then just a fantasy," Jas sung softly along with the lyrics, bobbing her head to the tune. Smiling widely she gazed over at the monitor, hands flying across the keyboard to make adjustments to her holograms as needed. The brooms and mops Dib and Liz had collected were making pretty good guitars for all the Guitar Hero fans in there while everyone else seemed entranced by the flying arrows and floating bees that she filled the air with. "I go boom boom boom, you go zoom, zoom, zoom."

"How many more do I have to lure in?" Liz's voice sounded from her headset.

"Looks like three more, not counting Dib and Zim," Jas replied into the mike. "They're in the mess hall."

"Roger. Start bringing us up so we can fully open the hanger's bottom door."

Jas grinned widely, remotely starting the ship's engines. "Roger that. We'll be in dropping range in five minutes."

"Liz out."

Central Holding Bay...

"Foolish Dib-stink!" In the short time that we had left our heros Zim had gone from amazed that Dib had pulled his future work slaves away from him, to realizing that his plan would still work. "It matters not that you have brought my slaves away from me! All that matters is the monies I have raised for this stupid, Frat party! As I have raised the most out of every Frat house, then it's victory for Zim!"

"Ha! Like I'll let you win Zim!"

Three students ran past them, screaming something about DDR.

"I'd like to see you try and stop me, Dib-stink!"

"Oh, I'll stop you alright!" Dib shouted, rolling up one sleeve. "I'll stop you good!"

Liz walked into the room, smiling in a satisfied manner. "Hey you guys, would you mind taking like two steps into that room there?" They obeyed without ever looking over at her. "Thanks. We're good to go, Jas."

Zim smiled smugly at the Dib. "How do you intend to stop me, worthless worm-baby? By making me wear a copy of your cute little skirt?"

"Oh bring it on!" Dib shouted, hands going to grab Zim by the throat and start strangling him. As it turns out, he didn't have to. At that very moment the hanger's bottom door opened sending the entire party, including Zim, hurtling five feet to the ground. Blinking, Dib stared down at the carnage, suddenly very glad that he hadn't managed to walk into the danger zone. Looking up as Liz approached him, he frowned up at her. "I thought we were going to open up the side door and make holograms of the police to break up the party."

Liz shrugged. "Change of plans," she said shortly. Then she shoved Dib over the edge to fall heavily upon Zim who groaned something about his spine. "Let's go, Jas!"

"On it!" came the happy reply and the doors slid shut as the ship shot up into orbit.

Rubbing his back, Dib watched the ship dart up out of sight. "Jerks," he muttered, glaring up at the sky. "You could have said 'Thank you.'"

"Yeah, we probably should have," a hologram of the bee alien said, suddenly appearing in front of Dib. It bent over, pressing a kiss onto his lips. "Until next time, Boxer-Boy."

Dib flushed scarlet, one hand going up to touch his lips as the hologram vanished. His first kiss... Gone to an alien... Wait. Gone to a hologram of an alien? Did that even count?

"G-Get off me, Dib-stink," Zim groaned weakly from beneath Dib.

"Whoops!" Dib jumped to his feet, reaching back down to give Zim a hand up. "Sorry about that Zim. You okay?"

"I thought your humongous butt was going to crush me," Zim whined pitifully.

"My butt's not big!" Dib shouted, then blinked. "It's not big, right? I mean it's just the skit making an optical illusion, right?"

Zim sighed, shaking his head as he surveyed the groaning remains of his party. "Well, looks like it's all over. But I have still won, Dib! I have by far squeezed the most amount of money out of these PATHETIC Earth creatures so control of this campus will be mine!!!"

Dib frowned, then suddenly smiled widely. "Hey Zim, wasn't all that cash still on board the space ship?"

Zim's eyes went wide with horror and he fell to his knees, shaking his fists at the heavens. "Curse you, space ship stealing dirt-bags! CURSE YOU!!!!!"

Happy once again, Dib stuck his hands in his trench coat pockets and walked back to his dorm room whistling all the way. He'd go over to Zim's and torture the alien with scary movies later. Now, he had to go and get some pants!

A week later...

"They're still talking about it, you know."

"What, the party?" Jas asked, looking up from her computer chip. "You're kidding me, right?"

"Not at all. Apparently it was the event of the year," Liz said, sitting down across from her human friend and casting her wig aside.

Jas frowned and set the chip aside. "Well there's not going to be an encore. We still haven't cleaned up the mess those jerks made!"

"Agreed. However, there is that matter of what we're going to do with all that cash we found on the ship."

"Zim's charity money? Oh I know exactly what we're going to do with that."

"Road trip?"

"Viva Los Vegas, baby."

"I was so close! So close!!!" Zim moaned, banging his head on his desk in astronomy.

Dib rolled his eyes and continued to ignore his professor in order to make fun of his friend. "Don't tell me you're still all broken up about that, Zim. It's been a week!"

"I know!" Zim groaned, scratching his claws on the table. "But I was so close!!"

"Cheer up Zim, there's always next year."

"Next YEAR!? No! That'll take too long! There has to be other times, other places! I'VE GOT IT!!!" Laughing hysterically, Zim jumped onto his desk and pointed dramatically at the rest of the students. "Prepare yourselves humans! Prepare yourselves for fear beyond that which you have ever known before! Thanksgiving awaits!"

Dib opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it as Zim cackled insanely for a moment before leaping out the classroom window. Yeah. He'd cross this bridge when he got to it.

This was supposed to go up last night at midnight. (Glare at computer) But I fell asleep instead.

Yeah, I know this story was dorky and made no sense, but it made me happy to write it.

Now to go and write something that's actually good!

Jader