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Chapter 2

"My tallest!" Zim exclaimed. "I've done it! I've finally conquered Earth!" The Irken stood on the planet, now lit aflame and filled with humans screaming for their lives. Dib was caged up and hanging over a pit of lava, and he watched in horror as the Tallest came out of the massive. They examined the scene and laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Zim asked. "Are you not proud that ZIM has finally ruled over this planet?"

"Why of COURSE we're proud Zim!" The red tallest said. "But there's just one problem…"

"You're a weak little smeet!" Purple laughed.

Zim looked down. He had his tiny uniform on and he was much smaller than his usual size. The Tallest continued to laugh. It seemed like all of the people around him, the animals running in fright, the enslaved hyoomans, and even the Dib thing all began to laugh at him. He put his hands over his head, trying to drown out the taunting laughter.

"You're too young to be an invader!" Red cackled.

"We'll have to send you back to underground training FOREVER!" Purple laughed.

The little smeet felt the ground crack underneath him. He tried to run but suddenly he began falling. The tallest just laughed and watch Zim fall down a seemingly endless dark pit. Zim flailed his arms and screamed.

"AH!" The next morning Zim awoke from his nightmare shaking. He looked all over the place. Everything was normal. Gir was watching TV, Mini Moose had been sitting on the other end of the couch, and the base was intact. Zim looked down. He was still a smeet. He wished that was a part of his nightmare. The little Irken just shook his head and threw off the blanket. He wondered why he was asleep in the first place. But then again, being turned into a smeet, his pak wasn't developed enough to make enough energy, and it was necessary to use sleep to recharge in such a young and small body. He sighed wishing things were back to normal. Then he hopped off the couch and went to the kitchen. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday morning since he NEVER ate Skool lunches, so at the moment he was very hungry.

The smeet stepped in front of their giant refrigerator and looked up. It was too big, and now that he was a smeet, he was too small to reach the handle. He jumped up and tried to snatch onto it, but he couldn't grasp his tiny hands around it. He tried again. He kept jumping as high as he could until finally he found himself dangling above the kitchen floor, his feet kicking about in midair. Now he got the handle. All he had to do next was pull the door open.

Zim turned around and climbed up the handle a bit higher until finally he was facing the door and ready to open it, but when he tugged the door didn't budge. He grunted and pulled and held his breath, but it was no use. He dropped down and groaned in defeat and went to the living room.

"Gir…I'm hungry but I'm too small to open the fridge." Zim said. "As your master I command you to open it for Zim."

"Okie dokie!" Gir hopped up and went into the kitchen. Then he opened the door to the refrigerator and stepped back. Inside was a large variety of junk foods and other things. There were tacos, taquitos, and burritos of course, but there were also waffles drenched with whipped cream and syrup, pastries, and even slushies of every kind of flavor imaginable. A slushy with a mix of marshmallow and chocolate caught the Irken's eye. It was…on the top shelf.

Zim went over to the fridge and began climbing the shelves so he could grab the sugary drink. Once he got up there he grabbed the blue and white striped cup and looked down. He gasped not realizing how high up he really was until now.

"Do you need some help little master?" Gir asked.

"No! No, of course not! Zim can do this on his own!" The smeet said as he tried to step down, but he lost his footing and fell. He cried out as he hit the ground with a small thump, and the slushy came next, splattering as it hit the floor and spewing stickiness all over Zim.

"Aw…you look so cute little master!" The robot cooed.

"Do NOT call me LITTLE master! And I am not CUTE! I am the mighty ZIM and I will rule! I hate being stuck as a smeet! I hate being so small and so weak! My mission is in peril!" Zim threw his tiny fists in the air and made a pose. Gir just giggled.

"Well great. Now I'm hungry AND I'm covered in slushy! I have to take a paste bath." The Irken walked out of the kitchen and into a special room he prepared with a tub, but when he got there he realized it was very deep. Too deep for a smeet. He turned and saw Gir there. His robot grew a wide smile.

"No Gir! No! Stay back! NO!"

"Zim hates this." The smeet groaned as he sat in a wash basin filled with the warm glue he used for bathing to avoid getting hurt by water. Gir just hummed and scrubbed the top of Zim's head with a long brush. Zim didn't know what song his robot was humming, but it was very annoying. Gir grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it against the bristles of the brush until it lathered and went back to scrubbing. After washing off all the sticky drink, Zim was rinsed off. He stepped out of the little tub, dried himself off with a towel, and put his uniform back on. Then he walked into the kitchen where Mini Moose was mopping up the spill from earlier, holding the mop between his nubs.

"Do you want me to get the slushy for you this time, little master?" Gir asked.

"Yes Gir. And stop calling me that!" The Irken clenched his fists. His SIR unit went to the fridge, pulled out a second marshmallow and chocolate slushy, and handed it to Zim. The smeet held the blue and white cup in his hands, it being almost as tall as him now, and took small sips until he felt satisfied.

"Aw…you got some on your face!" Gir squealed and grabbed a napkin. He wiped the smudge off of his tiny master's cheek and smiled. Zim just shot back a glare to show he was NOT amused.

"Alright Gir. Until we get the proper supplies to get me back to normal, we must find other ways to work on the mission. Because I'm a smeet, I cannot return to the Skool to get information because the others will get suspicious of my change in appearance. We need to find another way to retrieve information about the HYOOMANS without attracting too much attention."

"We could go to KRAZY TACO!"

"No Gir. Tacos will not help with the mission." Zim replied.

"Oh…"

"Hmm…computer! Give me options!"

"The library is a building that has books with knowledge written in them. The reference section will contain encyclopedias that hold a lot of information about planet earth." The computer said.

"Then we shall go to this library!" Zim exclaimed. "But I'll need a disguise..."

"I have an idea!" Gir said.

"I hate you Gir." Zim mumbled. He was wearing a blue bonnet to cover his antennae with a matching night shirt like outfit. He had small contacts in, similar to his original ones, and he was sitting in a light blue old fashioned baby carriage being pushed by the Robo-Mom. Gir had on his green doggy disguise and was connected to a leash attached to the stroller. Mini Moose hid underneath a small skirt attached to the carriage. Being so small made it the perfect disguise for Smeet Zim, but it was so humiliating.

"I am an Irken invader! I was sent by the tallest to take over this planet and now I'm sitting in a STROLLER? ZIM shouldn't be forced to do this…"

"Aw, somebody's cranky!" The Robo-Mom said as she shoved a pacifier into Zim's mouth. He spit it out and crossed his arms.

"Aw, your baby is so cute!" A young brown haired woman said as she passed by.

"Thank you!" Robo-Mom replied.

"Gitchee gitchee goo!" The lady proceeded to tickle Zim's chin. The little alien just sat there with a glare and waited for the woman to walk away. "He's just precious."

"Thank you again. While you're here, would you like some pie?" The Robo-mom pulled a large plunger out of nowhere and pointed it at the lady.

"Um…n-no thanks miss…"

"I made it myself!" The robo-mom began to chase after the woman, who began screaming and ran away.

"This is the worst disguise ever." Zim mumbled.

"I think it's cute! That lady thought it was cute too!" Gir said.

"Nya." Mini Moose said from under the stroller.

"I'm NOT cute! Now just keep pushing us to the library since the robot mom's run off." The smeet growled.

"Don't talk! Babies aren't supposed to talk." The robot dog said as he began to push the stroller once more.

"I am NOT a filthy HYOOMAN BABY!" Zim stood up, only his feet visible under the baby outfit he was given. "I am an Irken Invader! I was sent to take over the Earth! I am the mighty ZIIIM! AND ZIM WILL RULE!"

Everyone looked over after hearing the yelling, all eyes on the disguised smeet standing from the carriage. Zim, after realizing this, just sat back down and stayed silent, hoping nobody would notice. It was too late.

"Aww!"

"He's so adorable!"

"What a cute baby!"

"How precious!"

The little smeet sat wide eyed as a bunch of people crowded around the baby stroller, each one wanting to get a good look at him. He tried to stay back, but they were all trying to grab at him.

"These filthy sweaty stinky hyoomans!" He thought. "Why must they touch ZIM with their filthy sweaty stinky hands?"

"Gir!" He yelled.

"Yes sir!" The robot doggie saluted and pushed the stroller, flinging most of the people back.

"AAAAHH!" Zim exclaimed as they zoomed at high speed until they stopped right in front of the library. The Irken looked up at the large building. It had rusty red brick walls and two statues at the front of big white pigeons. Why pigeons? We may never know. They went into the library and looked around. It had blue walls and ceiling, and a grey carpet floor. There were dozens of tall wooden shelves filled with books on all sorts of topics.

"Excellent! Now, we must find the section with all the hyooman information." Zim said. "If I remember correctly, the computer said it was the reference section! Over there!"

Gir pushed the stroller until they were in the back of the library. The reference section had a big collection of encyclopedias.

"Yes!" The smeet said. "Alright, now we must begin looking. Mini Moose, Gir, you both grab a book and begin reading!"

Mini Moose popped out from under the buggy, grabbed an encyclopedia with the letter X on it, and slid back under. Zim picked up one with the letter W and Gir…ran off somewhere.

"Gir? Where did you go?" Zim peered over the back of the stroller, but the little SIR unit had run off. "Oh great!" Zim groaned as he looked around. The robot doggie was nowhere to be found. "Where could he have gone now?"

"Aw, it's a cute little baby! Why are you all alone here in the library?" A dark skinned teenage girl with her red hair in pigtails came over and pushed the buggy. "We should get you to the front desk and ask them to find your parents."

Zim went wide eyed and began to panic. Gir left him all alone! How would he get information about the hyoomans if he was stuck at the front desk? Oh well…at least he still had one book.

"Let's make sure you don't chew on this." The girl took the encyclopedia from Zim's hands and put it back on the shelf. Then she pushed him back over to the front. The little Irken wanted to protest, but as Gir said earlier, babies couldn't talk, so he didn't want to blow their cover.

"Hello ma'am." The red haired girl said at the front desk. "I found this little baby unattended at the reference section, and I brought him here in case you could find his parents."

"Alrighty." The old lady at the front desk said. "Now go and be quiet! This is a library!"

"Yes miss." The girl waved by to Zim before she left. "I hope you find your mom and dad!"

"SHH!" The librarian hissed.

Zim crossed his arms. The librarian, who was old and wrinkly and at first glance could be confused for Miss Bitter's sister or something, peeked at him in the carriage and spoke over a loud speaker.

"We have a cute little green skinned baby up at the front desk. Whoever is responsible for him had best come pick it up." She said. "And do it QUIETLY!"

Cute. Zim now despised that word.

"Aw, he's just precious." Some other person in the library said and came over. "Don't worry, your mom and dad will be here in a few minutes."

Another person came over.

"He's so sweet!"

Then a couple more hyoomans came.

"He's such a cutie pie!"

"How adorable!"

"Not again!" Zim muttered under his breath, looking out for Gir. He was stuck, trapped by people who were entranced by his cuteness.

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