A/N: I lied. I'm writing another one. Yay~
Disclaimer: I own Invader Zim! In my dreams. :D In the real world, Jhonen Vasquez and Viacom own it.
Chapter 7: Cooking
It was a very quiet day. Tallest Red noticed this, and looked around to see what was wrong.
"Purple?" He called out. "Are you dead?" The crimson Tallest added.
"Nope!" A high-pitched voice responded. Red groaned.
"What are you doing?" He asked, moving towards the source of his friend's voice. It lead him to the kitchen. The scarlet Irken leader face palmed. Not again, he thought.
"I decided that I should do something as Tallest." Purple explained, holding a wooden spoon.
"And you realized this just now because?" Red asked, crossing his arms.
"I don't know. Anyhow, I decided to…" The violet Tallest continued.
"Blow up?" his vermillion eyed friend suggested.
"No. I'm going to…" The lilac Irken began again.
"Die?" Red asked, a certain enthusiasm in his voice.
"No! I'm…" The plum colored Irken leader tried to explain.
"Become less stupid? Stop eating doughnuts? Stop snoring? Stop stealing my stuff? Stop sleeping with a teddy bear? Stop drooling? Stop…" the cherry colored Irken continued.
"Shut up! I'm going to cook something." Purple finished. "And don't make fun of Mr. Snuffles. He has feelings too." Red snorted.
"Okay then. Good luck trying to make something edible." He chuckled as he left the room.
A few minutes later, the smoke alarm went off. Red groaned and trudged to the kitchen with the fire extinguisher. He put the fire out and saw Purple sniffling.
"I didn't even turn the oven on…"
A/N: Sorry it's short. Please tell me what you thought. :3