Peter immediately ran to the fridge and pulled out the pizza box. He didn't even bother to microwave it or anything. He just grabbed a slice and ate it cold. Zim shook his head in disapproval and smiled. "Wha? Is good!", Peter said with a mouth full of pizza. Zim, "So where is my room?" Peter quickly finished his pizza and drank some soda to wash it down. Peter, "It's upstairs. Come on, I'll show you." Zim followed Peter to a tidy, except for the half-made bed, guest bedroom with a window that had a perfect view of the city. Zim set his bag down on the unmade bed and walked over to the window. Zim was speechless. Peter, "Are you okay, Zim?" Zim blinked a few times then looked over at Peter. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that…this view is amazing." Peter smiled and said, "I knew you'd like it. After you get settled in you can come play video games with me if you want." Zim walked over to his bag with his back toward Peter and sneered. "Okay, I'll come down when I'm ready."
Peter left the room and Zim heard him walk down the stairs then turn on the TV. "Humans", Zim muttered to himself. He moved his bag onto a dresser and put all of his clothes into the drawers. Then he quickly made the bed and noticed something red under the bed. So he knelt down and looked under the bed. "Is this a 'Spider-Man' sock?" Zim grabbed the 'spider-sock' and threw it into what had to be Peter's bedroom. He heard Peter yelling at his game character to run faster and, at that, he walked downstairs.
Peter was having his character fight a large creature with white fur, blue glowing around its hands and feet, and glossy silver armor. Zim, "What is that thing?" Peter paused the game and looked back at Zim with his head hanging up-side-down off of the couch. Peter, "It's some sort of mystical polar bear guy that I have to defeat in order to get an ice-stone." Zim, "What is an ice-stone?" Peter sighed and said, "It is one of the seven stones that I need to defeat the dragon that wants to destroy all man-kind. It's just a stupid video game, and I can't seem to beat this level." Zim walked over to the couch and sat down one seat away from Peter. Zim, "I don't know much about video games and made-up creatures, but there is no armor on its legs so wouldn't they be vulnerable?" Peter, "I don't know, but I'll try attacking it there."
Peter and Zim played video games for about an hour or two and Peter may or may not have defeated the polar bear. The video game playing seemed extremely boring to Zim, but Peter seemed to be easily entertained by it. Peter, "It's starting to get dark. Do you want to go see the town at night?" Zim shrugged and said, "Sure." Then he stood up and stretched out because he had been sitting down for a while. Peter, "Okay, I'll go get my coat and we'll go." Peter left to search for a coat and Zim walked up to his bedroom. He pulled out a dark grey hoodie with red outlines on the hood, sleeves, and pockets. Zim looked at himself in the mirror and adjusted his wig. Zim, "They will never suspect a thing."
He walked downstairs and found Peter looking through a pile of coats. Peter, "I can't believe my friends left all of their coats here in a big pile and now I can't even find mine. I guess I'll just use Danny's since Sam's smells like…I don't even want to know what that smell is." Peter put on Danny's coat, whoever Danny was Zim didn't know, and opened the door. Zim followed him outside and they began to walk towards the city. Zim, "How long have you lived here?" Peter, "Probably my whole life. What about you?" Zim, "I just live in some stupid nameless city." Peter, "Oh, what about your family?" Zim, "My parents usually aren't at home and I'm an only child." Peter, "Hey, I'm an only child too. But my parents aren't alive anymore so my aunt takes care of me. Do you have any friends back home?" Zim sighed and looked off at the city silently. Peter shrugged and realized that he was being a little too persistent. Peter, "Sorry, I'm just sort of excited about having someone stay at my house. So what do you want to see first in New York? A store, a monument, a restaurant, the big TV screens?" Zim, "I always wanted to see a hero kick a bad guy's ass." Peter seemed a bit shocked that Zim talked like that, but then again a lot of people talked like that. Peter, "I don't know exactly where that would be, but it would most likely be in the center of the city."
They continued walking into the city going past larger and larger crowds and crossing streets. Zim noticed that it smelled really bad, especially in the large crowds of …*dun dun dun!*… HUMANS. Peter suddenly stopped and pulled out his cell-phone. He started talking to someone in a frustrated tone then hung up after a few minutes. Zim, "Who was that?" Peter looked over at Zim and said nervously, "That was…um, my-my friend who…needed help with her math homework. She lives nearby and I have to help her, but you can keep looking around town. Just come back here in about a half-hour or so." Peter then ran off and Zim was extremely confused. Zim, "Is math homework that important to humans?"He shrugged and turned the corner and saw the big TV screens. One was advertising food, another had a big picture of a 'pretty' girl holding a soda, then another one had some sort of tablet device that looked shiny and colorful, but the one in the middle had a news reporter guy with an ugly patch of hair above his lip. He started talking about topics Zim didn't find interesting so Zim sat down on a bench and pulled out a credit card. Zim, "15,000 dollars is a lot of money, but if left in the wrong hands it could be spent in about two minutes." He laughed and put the card away. Suddenly he heard the reporter mention Spider-man. He instantly looked over to see Spider-man swinging on a web as if he was being chased. Zim stood up and began to run towards where Spider-man was. He had to see how powerful this human really was.