Headcheezoniom Chapter 3: The Antidote, an invader zim fanfic

Me- Hi everyone, welcome to to the final chapter. This story took place of January 18,19 and 20 of 2003. Since then I moved to the New Jersey area. January 20 had to be the most interesting day of my life. Here is the day's story and the final day at the Skool. Enjoy!

Disclaimer- I do not own Invader ZIM

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ZIM was sitting in his lab on the morning of January 20. He had spent all night looking for a cure. But he found none.

So he disited to call Prisoner 777. "What now?" asked 777. "I need you to find a cure for me." ZIM Said "I've been zapped by a vampire ray and if I don't find a cure by 12:07 PM earth time, I will die!"

"I'm sorry" 777 said "But the only cure is to do the assigned antidote by the Vampire. So you're going to have to ask him.

"BUT HE SAID HE'S NOT GOING TO TELL ME UNTIL THE LAST 5 MINUTES!" ZIM screamed. "I NEED THE CURE NOW! I DON'T WANT TO DO HIS CURE!"

"There's no other way. So I wish you good luck. BYE!" 777 gangs up. ZIM growls as the Skool alarm goes off. He puts on his disguise and heads over to meet his DOOM.

That day, before Class started Headcheez appeared next to ZIM. ZIM Didn't jumps this time because he was getting used to headcheez's unexpected Comings and goings. ZIM just grabbed Headcheez by the his shirt and said "What is the antidote. TELL ME!"

"I told you" Headcheez Said "I'm not going to tell you until the last 5 minutes." "EVIL!" ZIM Shrieked. "Yes I know." Headcheez said and disappeared into a puff of smoke. Then the bell rang to go to class.

3 hours later, ZIM was sitting in the cafeteria. It was 12:01. 'If the Dead-human doesn't tell me now The GREAT ZIM will be no more. HURRY UP!' ZIM thought this just before Headcheez appeared in his usual puff of smoke with Jeff by his side.

"Now, I suppose you want to know the cure." Headcheez said. "YES! Tell ZIM before its too late!" ZIM said.

"Well" Headcheez Explained, putting on an evil grin. "The cure is to experience your worst fear. Since I went through your journal and can read minds, so I have discovered your worst fear is to kiss your worst enemy.

ZIM's eyes widened like dinner plates.

"Y-YO-YOU MEAN I HAVE TO KISS THE DIB-HUMEN!" ZIM screamed in horror.

"Unfortunately no" Headcheez explained. "The laws Of Torture say you can't make a guy kiss a guy unless they're straight. Because you're not capable of love, it has to be a female. Therefore, I picked the closest possible represenitive.

"Gaz."

There was a long pause. Finally, Jeff broke the silence. "I thought you hated ZAGR!" He said to Headcheez.

"I do" Headcheez said. "I just want to see ZIM do something he would never do followed by him getting his Limbs removed. WON'T THAT BE FUN?" finally, ZIM got the courage to speak. "No. And I will not kiss the Gaz-humen. I would rather die the fast way."

"Fine." Headcheez said "but won't the tallests be disappointed when their favorite invader would rather die then do a simple task. You're darn lucky this is a PG rated fic, or it would be MUCH worse. You have approximately 4 minutes now to kiss her. Otherwise you will earn the title as worst invader ever. I just want to wish you good luck. Try not to get dead and have a nice day."

Headcheez and Jeff both disappear in puffs of smoke. But this time, they just poofed to another table to get a good view of the show.

In ZIM's Mind, he was exploding in anger and fear. He slowly stepped up to Gaz and sat down right across from her and Dib.

"What are you doing here Space-boy!" ZIM Looked and was terrified. He looked like he was about to get laid by a giant frog (A/N: I'm sorry. I had to say that)

He looked over at Headcheez and Jeff. Jeff Was too busy working on something. Headcheez gave ZIM a thumbs up. Headcheez then hit Jeff and told him to pay attention to this memorable moment.

ZIM stood up, Groaned to himself, suddenly kissed Gaz on the cheek and RAN FOR HIS FREAKIN' LIFE!

While running he glanced at Headcheez and Jeff cracking up. This was a big mistake because he ran into a wall.

He woke up with Gaz standing over him. With a stare so mad, Even the author cant describe it. Gaz punched him out again after 5 minutes of torture.

He woke up the Second time on the couch in his base. With Headcheez and Jeff standing over him. "I hate you" ZIM managed to say. He was in so much pain.

"Now that I've reclaimed my potion and got revenge" Headcheez said "its time for me to hit the road. But I just wanted to tell you 3 last things."

"And what are they?" ZIM asked

"Ok" Headcheez Said "first, look where you're running. You have 3 broken bones and are currently under Rehabilitation. Second, and most important, I would like to tell you that there was no such thing as the curse. I simply zapped you with electricity and told a story."

"WHAT! 'Cough' I hate you." ZIM said hoarsely.

"I thought you would." Headcheez said. As he stood up. "It is time for me to depart from this place. So I hope you learned your lesion."

ZIM just groaned at this.

"Just one more thing" Headcheez said. "Gaz is currently breaking into the base with a chainsaw trying to kill you."

"…I hate you." ZIM Muttered "SORRY!" Headcheez said in a game show voice. Then he

And Jeff disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"ZZZZZZIIIIIIIMMMMMM!" Screamed Gaz from the outside just as she broke a wall down.

"Shit" ZIM managed to say just as Gaz lunged at ZIM with a chainsaw.

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Me- and that is the story of when Jeff and me went to the town of Invader ZIM. It was probably the most "Interesting" Trips of my After-life AND my real life! I thank you for reading this and expect more Fics from me in the future. GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!

CREDITS

Written By- Headcheez

Writed By- Headcheez.

Illustrated By- a pair of scissors

Painted By- John jvyujeiorguhdopigdfughoeruioghdfingsphgrihyoptihsiotoihyrthsmith

Directed By- Mr. H.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J Headcheez.

Drove to work By- Michael McKenna

Hit on the head By- Adolf Hitler.

Born and Raised in- The Place of magical Fics.

Murdered By- SPAM ™

Resurrected By- Ye Old Resurrecter that loves to bring stuff back from the dead.

Blown up by- Explosives

Stabbed 42 times with a Pen by- Johnny. C

Set on fire By- A Box.

And Finally, Thrown out a window into a plate of Ham that eats SPAM ™ on a clam that likes to avenge against crime of DOOM where it blew up but was brought back to live by dancing Lamas from Canada! Home of Toronto! Then this fic was stolen by 2 bank robbers that realized it wasn't money. So they gave it to Headcheez, A pair of scissors, John jvyujeiorguhdopigdfughoeruioghdfingsphgrihyoptihsiotoihyrthsmith, Mr. H.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J.J Headcheez, Michael McKenna, Adolf Hitler, The Place of magical Fics, SPAM ™, Ye Old Resurrecter that loves to bring stuff back from the dead, Explosives, Johnny. C, And a box. They then posted it here and jumped down a well. The end. MEAT!

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