Title: GIR, I Know What We're Gonna Do Today! (GIKWWGDT)
Chapter 2: Meet the Flynn-Fletchers
Characters: Zim, GIR, Dib, Gaz, Phineas, Ferb
Word count: 647
Author's Note: Also rewritten from the original chapter. Thank you for reading!
It could have been a few seconds or hours later that Zim, GIR, Dib, and Gaz woke up. However, the one thing they all immediately noticed was that they had landed in a tree a few yards above a well-maintained lawn.
"Hey, what was that oddly suspicious crashing noise?" a voice belonging to a young boy asked. GIR curiously poked his head between the leaves and saw who the voice belonged to: a red-haired, triangle-shaped head and a taller, rectangular, green-topped boy next to him. "Hi!" the hyperactive robot yelled at them.
The two boys glanced up in surprise as GIR and Zim tumbled out of the tree, the branch they'd been sitting on springing back to knock the Membrane siblings down as well. "Ferb..." the red-head said, "did we ever build a machine that grows people from trees?"
GIR stood up on Zim's head to get a better look at the two boys. "WHO ARE YOU?!" GIR giggled.
Phineas and Ferb exchanged a surprised glance. "I'm Phineas. This is my step-brother Ferb." He gestured at an empty space beside him. "And that's Perry. Hey, where's Perry?"
Upon seeing the two boys, Zim quickly donned his contacts and wig, his eyes flickering warily from Phineas to Ferb. He hopped up and dusted himself off. "My name is the ALMIGHTY INVADER ZIM! And that's my robot sl- er, dog, GIR." He pointed a finger at the naked robot.
"I'm a dog!" He smiled and stuck out his tongue.
"Yes, yes, anyway, the big-headed human is Dib and that's the Dib-sister," Zim went on, unconcerned with GIR's obvious lack of dog disguise.
"Hey, my head's not big!" Dib protested.
"My name is Gaz," Gaz muttered. She angrily smashed a few buttons on her Game Slave. "Stupid thing isn't working," she said more to herself than to warn them not to get on her bad side.
"Of course it is, Dib. Anyway, what are you doing in my base?!"
"Your base?" the boy scratched his triangle head. "But this is our backyard. What are you doing here?"
Zim looked around, taking notice of the strange house and different drawing styles of the brothers. "Then that means..." Zim's eyes lit up when the realization dawned on him, "the UTP worked!" He eagerly sought out his invention, and gasped in shock. "My UTP!" The machine was a few feet away, smoking and flickering like a faulty light bulb.
An uncomfortable silence settled over them; Dib broke it, "Wait, but if it's broken, how are we going to travel back to our own universe?"
"My UTP!" Zim cried and threw himself on the ground in front of it, more concerned at the moment about his ruined invention than with the fact that they were trapped in an unfamiliar universe.
"Does somebody need a hug?" GIR rushed over to his master and clung onto his head.
Phineas and Ferb absorbed all of this with a slightly confused and concerned expression. "You know, if it's a universal transporter you're in need of, my brother Ferb and I could help you."
Zim laughed. "This is advanced Irken technology that I created and designed myself," he said in a condescending and arrogant tone. " I don't—"
"Zim, we don't have a choice!" Dib interrupted, "It's the only way we'll be able to fix it and return to our own universe."
The alien invader scowled and glared at the big-headed human for a few moments, then sighed in a resigned manner unlike Zim. "Fine. I shall allow you human worm babies the honor of helping ZIM fix his amazing invention. But I'm in charge, so don't forget that!"
The redhead boy smiled. "Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today!"