What Could Have Been Ch.2
A short green man watched as people walked through the small street. His antenna twitched under his wig as he watched the people travel to their destinations, his purple contacts moving back and forth There weren't many people there it being the small street that it was, but there were enough for him as he watched from in the shadows of an alley…
"Gir!! Get out of there!" Giggling emanated from the nearby garbage bin and the top was pushed open enough for the head of a green dog to be seen. The head poked out and grinned.
"Awww!!! Mastah is grumpy todaaaaaaaaay!!" Gir jumped out and fell right on his head and fell back down onto his back. The green man rolled his eyes and sighed. His minion had always been like this and would probably continue like this until the end of time.
"Gir, it is important that for once you listen to me and do as I say! LISTEN TO ZIM!!!!!" Zim screamed as Gir turned away from him and started eating a moldy piece of pizza with a rat stuck to it. The rat was quite confused. "No more eating. Now we spread DOOM!!!!"
"Yaaaaaaaaaaay!!! Doom is FUN!!!" Gir laughed and clapped gleefully.
"Yeeess. Yes it is…Now Minimoose!!!! Give me the slipping juice!" Minimoose was a tiny purple floating moose with big eyes and antlers, a single tooth coming out of his mouth, and tiny little nubs for arms and legs. Nubs of DOOM! He let out a small squeak and a bottle popped out of his antlers. Zim grabbed it and held it in his hands, grinning at it.
"Excellent!" His antenna twitched under his wig and he moved closer to the street and poked his head out of the shadows. "And with this juice we'll cause everyone to slip. And then mass panic will occur and they'll proclaim ME, the AMAZING and RELENTLESS ZIM, as their unquestionable and SUPERIOR leader!!!!! And then my Almighty Tallest will finally see that they made a big mistake in ignoring ZIM!!!!!!" His grin disappeared as he thought back to when his Tallest started ignoring him.
It had been a few months since Zim's radioactive wombat plan exploded and he was forced to stay at his enemy's house, but now he was back at his base and telling his Tallest about his next evil plan through the giant screen.
"…And that is my plan to destroy the humans using this thing they call love." Both of the Tallest looked exactly the same except for the colors of their uniforms and their eyes. Red was playing with his yoyo, attempting to walk the dog while Purple was digging into the bottom of a bag of chips. Neither of them were paying any attention to Zim as he looked up at his leaders completely oblivious to their disinterest.
"Oh, that's nice Zim." Red glanced over at Zim and did a double take. He tapped Purple on the shoulder, whispering in his antenna. Now both of them were staring at Zim. "…Zim…are you…did you grow taller?..." Zim's antennas shot up and big grin covered his face.
"You noticed my Tallest?!" Zim had grown an entire two millimeters. In Irken society your height determined where you were. The shortest could be table-headed service drones and the tallest became the leader. Invaders were one of the shorter classes because they often got found out by natives and were killed or imprisoned before they could accomplish their mission. If Zim weren't still encoded as a food service drone for almost annihilating his home planet he'd be the shortest invader; so even the smallest amount would be beneficial to him.
The Tallest narrowed their eyes and started whispering to each other. Zim was sure they were trying to figure out the best way to congratulate him and shower him with praise. After what seemed like forever they turned back to Zim.
"Zim, for artificially increasing your height you are no longer assigned to planet…whatever planet we sent you to, in fact you're no longer an invader-"
"Not that you ever really were one!" Purple piped in.
"-And stop calling us!" Red cut the transmission quickly before Zim could protest.
"But my Tallest! It's not artificial…it's…this planet's gravity…" But it was no use, they were already gone. But why would they just cut his off like that…unless…of course!!! It was to test his loyalty to them. His grin returned and contacted them again.
The Tallest kept cutting the transmission until he had called so many times that they had to make it so he couldn't call at all. After a few months he was forced to give up on contacting them. He even started hanging out with the Dib-Human. He started finding out more about humans and discovered that there were things called hormones that could make them taller. He experimented with them and now he was 86% taller than he was before.
But that was the past and that didn't matter now. He had discovered a new way to contact them. He only had one chance so he couldn't mess it up. He was sure they wouldn't care that he made himself taller if he enslaved the entire human race and had them ready to bring to Irk. He was so amazing how could they care?
"Someone's coming!" Gir's voice brought Zim out of his reverie and hid against the wall in the alley. He waited until he heard the footsteps come closer before he readied the slipping juice.
Zim quickly jumped out of his hiding spot and sprayed the juice onto the human, laughing as he waited to hear the sounds of falling and begging for Zim to rule over the entire planet. When none came he stopped laughing and looked to see a very angry skinny short-ish human with two bits of hair coming down in front of his face and wearing a black trench coat and steel-toed cloven boots. Zim seemed to only reach up to his chest, almost to his shoulders.
"If I wasn't on a mission to find some crazed alien thing you'd be moose food right now." The human started brushing off the juice from his coat. Zim's eyes narrowed as he realized that his newest plan wasn't working and that it must be Minimoose's fault. He turned to yell at the little floating squeaky moose.
"IS DA BIG HEAD BOY!!!!!" Gir screamed and jumped out of his doggy suit to reveal his grey body and cyan glowing parts and attached himself to the skinny human's legs. The human tensed up, looking down, seeming more freaked out by the contact than the fact that it was an alien robot. Gir jumped up and grabbed on to the front of his coat and stood on his chest. "I misses you Mary!!! Where did your big head go?!" He screamed right in his face.
"…Eh?" Zim looked up at Gir, confused as to what was going on. This human didn't look like The Dib. At least he didn't look like how he looked five years ago. But the more he looked at him the more he realized that Gir was right.
His eyes widened as he remembered. The presentation. The blood. The cut-off hair. The running. The saving. The shoving. More running. The screaming. The trying to act like it never happened. Zim's eyes narrowed at the human in front of him.
"How DARE you lie to Zim!?!?!?!?!" He poked the Dib human hard in the chest, causing him to step back. "You said you would hunt me down and expose me as the evil alien monster Zim is! You lied!!!! You lied DIB!!!"
"I'm not Dib, I'm Joh-" His eyes widened as he realized what the alien had just said. "…You're Zim? You're the one I've been looking for. But I don't go by Dib anymore, I'm Johnny now. Or Nny if you'd like." He gave Zim and exaggerated bow as he introduced himself. "I actually only just recently realized that I use to be Dib. I…had forgotten…"
"How could you forget?!" Zim poked him again. "Explain to Zim!"
"Quit touching me!! And yes, I'll explain it. I'll try to explain all of it. We should probably sit down and talk." Johnny walked with Zim, Gir, and Minimoose to a nearby noodle place. It seemed strange to Nny, in a good way, how after all this time and traveling he could find someone from his past and this one person, years later, could possibly end up being his friend again in the future. "We have a lot of catching up to do…"
Author's Notes: Another story I did for English. I got a 99%. I started writing a story that shows everything that happened. So if you don't get what happened to Dib (which you probably don't) you will at some point.