WARNING: May possibly spoil any unwatched Invader ZIM and/or Ultimate Spider-man episodes. Probably won't but just in case.
It was dark, but not pitch black dark. The street lights lit up the puddles of water on the sidewalk Zim so cautiously avoided. Peter followed a few feet behind, mumbling to himself. Zim curiously watched the vapor from his breath cling in the cold air and softly disappear. He knew that it was bound to snow soon. The temperature was nearly perfect for a heavy snowfall. Zim smiled to himself, remembering the Christmas where he posed as Santa and nearly teleported all of humanity to the Tallest. Though he hadn't succeeded it was still a happy memory, especially when the crowd tackled Dib for measly pieces of shrimp.
As soon as Peter and Zim reached the house it was almost midnight. Peter approached the door and slowly opened it. He peaked inside and Aunt May was nowhere to be seen. Peter gestured to Zim that it was all clear and safe to come inside. Zim went straight for his room, while Peter slowly went back outside. There was something he had to do. Something extremely important. His watch/communicator began to beep softly and he answered it. A transmission of Director Fury showed on the watch screen. "We found Dr. Octopus unconscious in the sewers with a small dead piece of Venom contained in a broken vile. We think that the rest of it got away and possibly found a host. Stay alert and report anything suspicious." Peter was a little shocked, but nodded his head. "Okay, Director Fury, I'll tell you if I see anything." Fury looked skeptical, either that or his eye patch was on too tight. "This isn't going to be like last time is it?" "What? No, of course not. Besides I just got back from Harry's house and he was fine. Venom is either dead or found a different host." Fury sighed and cut off the transmission.
Zim locked the door tightly and closed the curtains. If he was going to check his PAK he couldn't risk having anyone seeing him. His PAK ejected a small screen with recorded vitals and levels of its different components. Zim checked every one and they all seemed to be fine, all of them except for sleep patterns. "Strange, it just stopped recording for almost two hours out of the night a week ago. Wait, that's when I had that dream about killing Dib. What the fuck is going on?" Zim took deep breaths to calm himself. So what if his pack didn't record a stupid sleeping pattern? Besides, he didn't have enough of them recorded to really know if this level was abnormal for him or not. Zim let the screen retract back into his pack, and then he laid down on his back. He removed his disguise then curled up into a ball in the middle of the bed. Zim began to close his big Irken eyes until he heard the muffled sound of books falling coming from Peter's bedroom. He growled and stood up. Zim unlocked the door and walked over to Peter's bedroom. He then quietly opened Peter's bedroom door.
There, standing in Peter's bedroom, was the one and only Spider-man. Zim gasped when he peeled off his mask revealing that he was…Peter Parker? Zim was absolutely dumbfounded. Peter/ Spider-man looked over at him and gasped as well. "Zim?! What are you…doing in here?" Zim blushed and replied with, "I heard books falling and it woke me up so came to check it out. You aren't really Spider-man, are you?" Peter took a moment to gather his words and rubbed the back of his neck. "I…um…well. Wait, are your eyes magenta? And what happened to your hair?" Zim felt the top of his head and realized that he forgot to put his disguise back on. "Shit."
Peter closed his window and sat down on his bed. "What are you?" Zim came in and closed the door. "Are you Spider-man?" Peter looked up at Zim. He was more exposed than he was. He could get away with saying it was a Halloween costume, but Zim was so obviously… not human. "I…yes. I'm Spider-man." Zim smirked. "Could you prove it?" Peter blushed and smiled big. "Yeah, okay, I'll prove it. Throw one of those CDs into the air." Zim picked up a CD and threw it up into the air. Peter quickly aimed at it and hit it with a web, sticking it to a poster on the wall. "Damn. So when you said you had to help your friend with homework you really meant fighting a robot? That's so cool!"
Zim smiled, but it faded away when he remembered that his disguise was gone. How was he going to deal with this human? "So, Zim, what are you? I'm too afraid to guess." Zim felt cornered, but realized that he also had some leverage. "Well, if you must know, I'm an alien." Peter's eyes widened. "Whoa. Do you get to fly around up in space and battle other aliens?" Zim smiled and tried to keep the information he was giving Peter a bit vague. "Yeah, but not as much as used to." Peter yawned and rubbed his eyes. "So what are you doing on Earth? Do you have to study it?" "Yes, and I was supposed to blend in but I suppose someone was bound to find out sooner or later. You're not going to turn me in, are you?" Zim prepared himself in case he had to battle the Spider-teen, but Peter stood and said calmly, "Of course not. You didn't do anything wrong. If you don't tell anyone I'm Spider-man I won't tell anyone you're, well, an alien. Deal?" Peter held out his hand and Zim shook it. "Deal."
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