Hi everyone, I'm baaack! This is Chapter Two of my story, and a big thank you goes out to everyone who took the time to leave a review for the last chapter, because you all really made my day! Please note, for several chapters the story is going to take place in Dib's flashback. Just wanted to make that clear, so no one is confused. I apologize for any OOC-ness that may occur. Anyway, the disclaimer, I do not own Invader Zim, if I did it would not be cancelled, all characters and other aspects of the show belong to Jhonen Vasquez. All I own are any of my OC's that may or may not appear in the story. Story is written for fun, not profit. So then, now that that is out of the way, let's begin!
(Flashback) Dib's P.O.V
There was the sound of yet another enormous sneeze,and a warm glow briefly spread across the dingy classroom, bringing with it a fresh bout of intense heat. Zim had set his desk on fire with a sneeze. Again. I raised my hand.
"Ms. Bitters? Zim is turning grey-blue, shaking, and sneezing fire. How am I still the only one who sees he's an alien?"
The ancient teacher just growled in response. Then a familiar voice piped up from the opposite side of the room.
"Zim *cough* is no alien! Foolish stink-beast. I merely *cough* have caught a *shudder* perfectly normal FILTHY EARTH SICKNESS!"
The alien then dissolved into a violent coughing fit, which gave me some satisfaction. However, this got the attention of our teacher. She turned her head, accompanied with several dry cracks, and for the first time today, spoke in that scratchy monotone of hers.
"Zim, you're sick?"
"Yes, Zim is sick, *cough* just a normal earth sickness. No cause for alarm. *cough* I'M NORMAL! *cough cough*"
"If you're sick, go home. We don't want your virus spreading to the other useless students."
"Yes, Ms. Bit- ACHOO!"
He cut himself off with another massive sneeze of fire, reducing the desk in front of him to dust, clearly having reached its limit.
"-ters," he finished, as though nothing had happened.
The room was silent and all eyes were on Zim as he shakily got up, only to fall flat on his face. I let loose a little snicker. I couldn't help it. Normally he'd let it slide, but this time it was a mistake. The first of many that I'd make throughout the following events.
Zim suddenly stood bolt upright, and wheeled around to face me. I've seen him angry before, but never anything like this. His fists were clenched, and his jaw was tightly closed, moving slightly as he ground his teeth together. He was still shaking, but now it was from rage, not from illness. The pupils in his contacts were blood-red, and I don't even want to know how red his real eyes were. Then when a low growl started coming from his throat and slowly rising in volume, I was getting more than a little freaked out, but then the growl dissolved into a cough, he lost the threatening position, and his contacts faded back into a light violet.
He turned back around, and began to walk through the door, stopping only once to give me a quick death glare, his eyes flashing red again briefly. If looks could kill, I would have burst into flames right then and there. Despite what had happened, I didn't think much about Zim's somewhat less-than-typical reaction. My second mistake.
Ms. Bitters resumed the lesson, which I didn't really listen to. Something about how we're all just doomed, no doubt. However, later, in the lunchroom, a thought occurred to me. What if Zim isn't actually sick? What if he was faking? This could all be just a ruse to buy him time to work on his latest plan for global conquest! That must be it….. I didn't want to risk waiting until school got out, so I just left in the middle of lunch. It's not like anyone would notice I'm gone, except my sister, and she'd probably just be glad that no one is there to bug her. Right, no one's gonna miss "Crazy UFO Kid." Here, I don't even really have a name besides that.
When I reached Zim's house, the first thing I noticed was that his lawn-gnome defenses weren't on. But now that I think about it, it's not that weird. I mean, everyone is supposed to be at school or work right now. I casually walked across the lawn and knocked on the door. When it swung open and I saw who was standing there, I immediately wished I hadn't. A little green dog with a vacant expression and a zipper down his chest was standing and staring straight ahead. Oh no. GIR. I watched in horror as he slowly looked up, with the aura of something about to explode, or go wild, or both. And as it turns out, I wasn't that far off the mark, because that's pretty much what it sounded like when he spoke.
"HEY! WHADDAYA KNOW, it's the QUEEN OF THE PIXIES! YOU SAY HI TO THE ELVES FOR ME? HUH?"
What the….. Queen of the pixies? Where the hell did that come from? Like I even wanna know…..
"SOOOO? HOW BOUT 'DEM ELVES?," the insane robot asked.
"Gir, please, come on, act moderately sane for once in your life! It's me, Dib! Now, where is Zim?"
"WHATCHUSAY?"
"I said, where is Zim?"
"WHATCHUSAY?"
"I said, WHERE IS-
"WHATCHUSAY?"
"OH, FORGET IT!"
I stormed past the little robot, and entered the base. I hadn't gone more than a few steps when the little robot turned around and spoke up again.
"Wait, you wanna see my master?"
"Yes, GIR, I want to know where Zim is!"
"Well why didn't you SAY SO? Ah know where he is!"
At this point, I really wanted to bang either his or my head against the wall, but I decided against it.
"My master is down in the base. He iddint feelin' good. Don't tell nobody, but I think the leprechauns did it!
Great. First pixies, and now leprechauns. What's next, mermaids?
"But it may have been the mermaids…." Continued the insane robot.
I slapped my palm against my forehead in exasperation.
"Gir, can you take me to him?"
"YES! Wait, no… I mean, YES! I mean, I dunno….."
"Can you just tell me where he went?"
"…..OKEE DOKEE! He went down there," the robot said, gesturing toward the toilet, which was oddly located in the kitchen.
"Thank you," I said sarcastically, climbing into the toilet.
Well, that's it for Chapter Two! Hope you liked it, please R&R! Did I do Gir well? This chapter was a bit more active than the last one, but still not a lot going on. I'll try to keep updates as frequent as authorly possible. See you next time! Invader ShadowWolf, OUT!