Title: Zim's Bug Problem*

[Intro: The vivid, chaotic colors of outer space transition to the ominous Voot cruiser soaring through Earth's skies. The cruiser clumsily maneuvers and crashes into the front lawn of Zim's base. Inside, GAZ appears amused, adjusting the wreck around himself.]

Scene 1: Inside Zim's Living Room*

[Zim is standing in front of a large, malfunctioning Irken device, hitting it sporadically with a wrench. GIR, dressed in a tiny pink tutu, is inexplicably dancing around, holding a slice of pizza in one hand and a sandwich in the other.]

Zim* *(frustrated)* "Stupid Earth technology! Why won't you work?!"

GIR* *(happily spinning)* "Dance, dance, dance, dance!"

[Suddenly, a small, irksome bug flies in and lands squarely on Zim's forehead. Zim freezes, eyes crossing as he tries to focus on the new arrival.]

Zim* *(alarmed and whispering)* "GIR! What is this hideous creature assaulting my superior Irken face?"

GIR* *(stops dancing, looks intently at Zim)* "DO NOT MOVE! There's a buggy on your face!"

Zim* *(stiffly standing, panicked)* "Get it off! Get it off, GIR! It might be one of Dib's spy creatures!"

GIR* *(nodding vigorously)* "I helps!"

[GIR looks around, the bug sits still, mocking. GIR raises the slice of pizza, eyeing the bug hungrily as if contemplating a snack.]

Zim* *(horrified)* "No, GIR! What are you— NO!"

GIR* *(determined)* "Hold still, my master!"

[GIR smacks the bug with the flat of the pizza slice, smearing tomato sauce and toppings all over Zim's face. The bug skitters free, unharmed.]

Zim* *(sputtering as he wipes sauce and cheese from his eyes)* "GIR! You were supposed to hit the bug, NOT ME!"

GIR* *(looking perplexed, then smiles)* "Don't worry, I has a sandwich!"

Zim* "GIR! NO!!"

[Before Zim can react further, GIR enthusiastically slams the sandwich onto Zim's face, adding lettuce, cheese, and slices of ham to the mix. The bug flies off, now truly escaping.]

Zim* *(completely covered in food, outraged)* "GIRRR!!!"

GIR* *(giggles and starts eating a piece of cheese dripping off Zim's face)* "Tasty face, master!"

[Cut to Zim looking exasperated and utterly defeated, sitting on the floor amidst wreckage of food and failed alien equipment.]

Zim* *(muttering to himself)* "I should have taken the quiet conquest package…"

GIR* "More food-smash?"

Zim* *(sighs heavily)* "Just... just go recharge your batteries, GIR."

[GIR dances away, humming and munching on remnants of the used weapons. Zim looks at the screen, sauce dripping off his chin.]

Zim* "Can nothing on this wretched planet be simple?"

[Fade out with the screen transitioning to chaotic static, portraying the unpredictability of every day being with GIR.]

End Credits: The energetic theme of Invader Zim plays, mixed with occasional giggles and munching sounds from GIR.]

[End Scene.]