It was becoming more and more difficult to push through the crowds of people. Zim kept his eyes on Spider-man and noticed a strange purple and silver armored machine flying towards Spider-man. He watched, in awe, as Spider-man perfectly dodged the machine's attacks and struck down the machine in midair with a single blow. The machine fell to the ground with a loud THUD as Spider-man did a flip off of a building then landed on top of the machine. Spider-man, "Looks like you need to go back to flying school, buddy."
Most of the crowds had moved to a safe distance and were taking pictures or videos of the fight. The reporter on the big screen was screaming about Spider-man at the top of his lungs, but Zim focused strictly in on Spider-man. The machine lifted up one of its long arms and grabbed Spider-man's neck. It then stood up and threw him towards the crowd of people. He flew right over Zim's head and landed on top of a parked car. The machine began walking menacingly towards the crowd and the people ran. Some even dropped their phones and cameras. Spider-man sat up and rubbed his head. Spider-man, "Ouch…that's gonna hurt in the morning." Zim looked over at Spider-man, then at the machine getting closer to him. He sighed and sprinted towards the crowd until he was about 50 feet away from Spider-man.
The machine stopped right in front of Spider-man and grabbed his ankle. "Nope!" Spider-man struck a quick blow to the machine's head and hopped behind it. Spider-man waved his hands in the air and mockingly said, "Ha ha, can't catch me!" The machine quickly turned around and threw a punch at him, but he dodged the punch and kicked the machine right in the face. Spider-man giggled and said, "Did you get a kick outta that? Ha ha…kick." The machine regained its balance and ran towards Spider-man at full speed. He jumped into the air, landed on the machine's back, and pulled out a fistful of wires and machinery from its back. Spider-man, "Hmm, these might be important." The machine took a few slow steps forward then fell down flat on its face and shut down. Spider-man flexed his muscles and yelled, "Woo! Take that crazy evil robot. You can't handle Spidey."
The few people remaining began cheering. Zim smirked, thinking about how Spider-man had taken down that machine. Zim, "What an interesting battle. It reminds me of…no, this is nothing like that." Zim clenched his fist and took a deep breathe. "How could such power be in such an inferior being?" He watched, curiously, as Spider-man waved goodbye to the crowd and swung away on his webs, carrying the lifeless machine with him. Everyone started talking and comparing pictures, then they went back to what they were doing as if nothing had ever happened. Zim walked back over to the bench he was sitting on before and sat on it. Zim, "The ability to shoot webs from your wrists, amplified strength, a strange ability to sense danger and… it all belongs to some stupid human. Why would he waste such talent on beating up criminals that the police force should deal with? Hmm, humans just don't have any potential."
Zim sat there for a few minutes, wandering in his thoughts, until he heard someone running. He looked over and saw Peter sprinting toward him. Peter, "Hey, Zim, I finished helping my friend. Anything happen while I was gone?" Zim stood up and crossed his arms then said, "Nothing really, except for Spider-man beating up a machine and tearing its wires out. Nope, you did not miss a single thing." Zim smirked as Peter's jaw dropped. Peter, "What!? You…you seriously saw him? Did you get a picture of him?" Zim shook his head. "No, why would I bother when there are so many on the internet? Besides, he looks better in person." Peter glanced at his watch and said nervously, "It's almost ten o'clock. We'd better get home so aunt May doesn't freak out." They both began walking home, but Zim stayed a few feet behind Peter, lost in his thoughts.
As soon as they reached the house Peter ran to the door and opened it. He glanced over at Zim who was taking the longest time to walk over to the door. Peter, "You okay, Zim? Are you tired after watching Spider-man beat up a robot?" Zim blinked and ran over to the door. Zim, "Yeah, I could use some sleep." Peter closed the door behind Zim and walked over to the fridge. Zim watched him pull out yet another slice of pizza, but he actually decided to microwave it this time. Peter picked up the warm pizza and took a bite. Peter, "Mmm…das goo pizzaw." Zim was disgusted not only by the pizza, but how Peter talked with his mouth open. Zim, "Okay then, I'm just going to go to bed now." He fake smiled and walked upstairs.
As soon as he closed his bedroom door he sighed. Zim, "Fucking humans and their…pizza. Bleh." He walked over to the mirror above his dresser and noticed a black dot on his cheek. He swiftly wiped most of it off and the rest dissolved into his skin. Zim shrugged it off and changed into pajamas, then locked the door. Couldn't have any sneaky humans coming in and catching him without his disguise on. He took off his wig and peeled out his contacts, revealing his long, black antennae and his glistening, magenta eyes. Though he didn't really need to sleep, he sometimes enjoyed dreaming. So he laid down on his new bed and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep that was once thought only humans could reach.