I'm just going to say thank you to all those who read and review, they really help me improve my writing and motivation to continue this story!
P.S. I deeply apologize if some of the characters are O.O.C. in this chapter, (and maybe even further into the story).
Zim stared at the hyooman children, not knowing whether to let the gnomes take care of them, or to just slam the door in their faces. Zim wasn't paying much attention to what the child that called itself, "Steven" was saying to him, Zim was too busy pondering what to do in his current situation, as well as how he was going to prepare this filthy ball of dirt for the coming Armada. The three people walking toward his door from the edge of Zim's yard then caught his attention, but not by a lot though.
They were obviously hyooman females by their appearance, though their skin couldn't possibly be considered "normal" by Earth standards.
The tallest one, whom Zim considered their leader, had red skin, and wore what hyoomans called, "shades," and he couldn't read what she was saying since her eyes weren't visible, but he knew they were staring at him. The second tallest had white skin, and was thin and lengthy, who seemed to be looking at him as well. The shortest had purple skin and long hair. Though Zim wasn't really paying attention to them either.
Still pondering what to do in his current situation, Zim made an obviously-faked, incredibly wide smile, showing his slightly pink (yes, his teeth are somewhat pinkish) zipper-like teeth.
"Hello fellow hyoomans, I am a perfectly normal hyooman worm-baby." Zim said, "I have many, many normal things to do, so if you can come back sometime never, we're going to get along just fine."
Zim was about to slam the door in their faces, when he noticed Gir walking up to his door, several bags filled with filthy hyooman foods in his small arms. He happily walked past the intruders, not seeming to notice them, and went into the house. All eyes on the green dog.
"What was that?" Connie asked, Zim looked behind him at Gir who was sitting on the couch, gorging himself.
"Oh, him?" ZIm asked, "That's just Gir, my normal hyooman dog pet." He answered making another incredibly faked smile.
"Normal dogs aren't green." The second-tallest female stated. Zim's eyes went wide, and slammed the door in their faces, only to have a response of continuous pounding on his door once again. Zim growled as he stormed into his kitchen…
MEANWHILE, OUTSIDE OF ZIM'S HOUSE
"He's not human." Pearl stated as they knocked on the newcomer's door more.
"That's kind of obvious P." Amethyst stated boardly.
The door was then opened again, not by Zim, but by the 'dog' he called, "Gir." The little green 'dog' had what appeared to be donuts on his face, an entire bag in his hand. Unlike his apparent owner, he smiled.
"Hello!" He said happily, throwing a donut into his large mouth. The gems and humans stared at him, he continued to stare back.
"Hi Gir, I'm Steven!" Steven said, "Do you know where Zim went?" He asked, "We wanted to show him around Beach City."
"Mastah is in his base!" The little dog replied, eating another donut, "He doing things he doesn't want anyone knowing!" He said happily, letting them in, Amethyst sneaking a donut from his bag.
Zim's house certainly was disturbing enough on the outside, but the inside was an all-new level of disturbing, metal pipes stretching everywhere on the ceiling, and a giant picture of a sickly green monkey hanging over the couch, and a giant TV sat on the other side, the gems and humans stared at the house's interior.
"Mastah's this way!" Gir said giggling as he led them into the kitchen, which strangely had a toilet in it.
"I don't see him anywhere, where is he?" Pearl asked, looking around at the posters saying, "I eat food." Hung up everywhere.
"He in here!" Gir pointed to the toilet…