A/N: You don't even want to know how bad my writer's block was for this chapter so I just copied and pasted part of the original story onto this chapter. Criticize me all you want.

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Screams, children bursting from the windows, doors being torn off their hinges. These were all normal occurrences at the end of the day. Of course, Dib's end of the day routine was anything but normal.

His routine consisted of chasing a certain alien invader through the neighborhood, dodging cars, angry pedestrians, and the occasional swarm of bees.

"Foolish Dib!" Zim exclaimed, knocking over a trashcan in an attempted to stall his pursuer. Dib, being the prime example of human reflexes and agility, stumbled into the smelly pile of trash. Cringing in disgust, he sat up and removed a banana peel off of his head. He looked up just in time to see a pink and green blur dart around the corner.

Narrowing his eyes, he swiftly stood to his feet. Adrenaline fueled determination rushed through his veins. He was going to stop that alien! Today would be the day! Finally--

"Hey!" A voice called. Dib turned, confused and a bit frustrated only to come face-to-face with an irate homeowner. "Who do you think you are? Clean this up now, young man!"

Dib groaned.

He would have to pay Zim a visit later, but for now...

Ugh!

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"Stupid alien," Dib muttered to himself, still a bit smelly from having to clean trash. He was picking the lock of the familiar men's bathroom door with a lock pick he bought off the internet. It really came in handy at times such as this.

After about a minute, the doorknob let out a satisfying click. Dib smirked victoriously as he made his way into the alien household. He walked through the living room only to be stopped by a high pitched, metallic voice.

"Big head, you back!" The disguised robot chirped before launching himself at the human to embrace him in a tight hug. "I missed you!"

"Hey Gir," the boy said, patting the android on the head. Dib had grown somewhat attached to Gir, despite his habit of being extremely annoying. But once one got past that obnoxious, metal surface they could see a little kid with everyone's best intentions at heart. "Where's Zim? Down in the lab?"

"Yep," the robot confirmed, dropping to the floor. "Master been there all day! He's so lonely down there!"

Gir proceeded to burst into tears at the thought of his superior's supposed "loneliness." Then as suddenly as the water works began they stopped as the android climbed onto the couch to continue watching the program airing on the television.

"Thanks Gir," Dib said as he began to walk away.

"I'm so good." The other droned to himself.

Dib could only chuckle as he made his way to the not-so-secret, underground base.

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He found the extraterrestrial in the main lab where most of his evil schemes were constructed and eventually foiled by the big-headed boy. He was hunched over a massive computer that was connected to a large machine. The machine would have appeared doughnut shapes, if not for the small sliver that looked as though it was cut out. There were tubes that stuck out of the two exposed sides of the contraption emitting a peculiar blue glow barely visible to the boy. The tubes made the evil invention look like it was incomplete. Dib knew, however, that that opening was meant to do be there by the bullseye painted in between it.

He turned his attention back to the preoccupied invader.

Stepping from the shadows, Dib curled his hands into fists, opening him mouth to speak up.

"What are you up to this time, Space Boy?" Dib asked, causing the alien to spin around in surprise.

Zim quickly collected himself and smirked. "Ha! You can't do anything to stop me this time! With this ingenious device, I will be able to give myself amazing powers no Irken has ever had! I will be invincible! I AM ZIM!"

Dib felt a surge of adrenaline rush through his veins. Every time he fought Zim it felt as though they were the only ones in the world. Responsibilities and realities lost in their game, forgotten in the wind.

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" Dib cried, charging towards his enemy.

From the outside, it looked as though Dib had the upper hand. He was slightly taller and bigger than his puny enemy, but the alien had technology in his side making them at almost even odds of coming out on top.

In a flurry of colors, the human tackled his opponent to the ground. Zim released his spider legs in return taking a jab at the human, but Dib was too fast, having enough practice. Dib pushed himself to his feet and brought his boot down onto the Irken's squeedly spooch, or at least tried to for Zim rolled to the side, dodging the assault.

Zim jumped to his feet with the aid of his mechanical limbs, retracting the bottom two and raising the others threateningly.

The two enemies now stood face to face, glaring at one another with such hatred only they could share and understand.

"You can't defeat me, Dib! Computer, activate the machine!" Zim bellowed, before launching himself at the contraption's aperture, the tubes in which had begun to brighten.

"No!" Dib protested over the growing mechanical hum. He rushed towards his enemy, tackling him to the ground, the force of impact throwing them both to the floor.

And right onto the bullseye, in range of a potentially dangerous device, primed and ready to fire.

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A/N: I think this story is cursed, guys. First Invader Pinn is unable to finish it(If you're reading this, I hope all is well), then it's given to me, then it turns out like trash, now my writer's block is becoming overwhelming.

Oh, well. This the curse of being an author. It cannot be avoided.