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Lucky Chloe by oodgal129
Lucky Chloe
I really don't get why everyone hates the "annoying weeaboo girl", it's obvious she was inspired heavily by the fans
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-5.5-

"Well, hurry up. I think I see an open spot."

Feeling himself being pushed along by Zim, Dib struggled to carry the grease covered tray, food wobbling precariously with each step. A sharp aroma was wafting up from the containers and reaching his masked antennae, which were already overwhelmed with the amount of noise the sheer mass of people were creating. He could not see this spot Zim was referring to.

"Can't we go somewhere else? I can barely breathe in this place and I'm having trouble hearing."

 "Quit your whining, fuckwad. I'm not going anywhere with you unless there are plenty of witnesses. You won't be cheeky enough to pull a fast one if there are dozens of humans watching."

 "Look, Zim, I thought we already determined that we're in a temporary truce right now. You pick out some non-lethal food for me, I blindly trust you and attempt to eat it."

 "Zim has agreed to no truce. And certainly not one with you."

 Dib sighed. Why did this have to be so difficult?

 "Whatever. I don't even remember what the original problem was, so let's just go. After you."

 Zim gave a small hmph before turning mechanically and marching away. Dib followed closely, not wanting to get lost in the crowd of earthlings.

 Look at him. As soon as I comply, he's happy. What the hell is wrong with him if he gets so much satisfaction out of submission? This is dangerous. I shouldn’t be anywhere near this kid.

 And yet, near that boy was exactly where Dib has chosen to be.

---

Zim was watching gleefully as Dib started to eat, sporting a terrifyingly smug smile.

"How is it?" 

"I haven't even started yet, chill."

He poked precariously at the cup of noodles before him. They gave off a sharp scent that was making his antennae wither. Gingerly picking up a large green ball of mush, he asked, "What is this even?" 

"Eat it!"

"Not until you answer me."

 "Wasabi. Eat it."

That doesn't clarify, Dib thought as he slowly brought it up to his mouth. He noticed surrounding humans looking over questionably, so he decided to get it over with and not cause a ruckus. Zim was giggling to himself now.

This was such a bad idea. He shoved the entire blob into his mouth and swallowed. 

Nothing.

No, wait, something. His mouth was starting to feel tingly, but nothing major.

 "This isn't bad," he exclaimed bravely, "I don't know what you expected."

Upon hearing this, Zim froze in astonishment. No, horror.

"But how did you-"

 "Different species have different taste buds, I'm assuming."

"Of course."

"Was that supposed to kill me or something?" 

"No, just cause extreme discomfort. And maybe a medical emergency."

"You're horrible." 

"Thank you."

I cannot believe this, he thought as he consumed the rest of the mushy Earth noodles. I'm on a foreign planet, pausing my incredibly important mission and research, eating junk food with an alien. When did my life become this? 

Despite this, he couldn't shake off an uneasy feeling. There was something familiar about his current predicament, almost as if he and Zim were on a...

The bell rung, jolting Dib out of his stupor. He got up to dispose of his trash but was stopped by a hand on his wrist. 

“And where do you think you’re going?”

“Back up to the labs. Were we not supposed to meet back up with everyone else after lunch?” 

“They may have mentioned something like that.”

“Exactly, so let’s go.” 

Zim had remained seated and was giving him puppy eyes. Dib cursed silently.

“...What do you want.” 

“To skip.”

“Have fun with that.” 

This time Zim got up and held on tighter.

“Come with Zim.” 

“No way in Irk! They’ll get suspicious if I just leave randomly. I’m not potentially jeopardizing myself just because you want company. You can let go of me, by the way.” He released his grip, never breaking eye contact with Dib.

"No they won't. It's completely normal for students in this grade to skip. They'll be more suspicious if you have a perfect attendance record." 

Dib regarded him warily. For all he knew, every word Zim spoke was meant to mislead him. Although he could recall multiple times when classmates had failed to show up and the skool staff had failed to care. Maybe Zim was being honest; after all he did have more experience with these people.

Zim noticed Dib thinking and said quietly, "You're not the only one going undercover here, you know." 

Dib gave an incredulous look but before he could ask for clarification Zim had grabbed his arm again and was dragging him towards the door.

"There's a mall just down the street, let's go! If we make it back before the bus leaves they'll never notice." 

"Hey, wait-" Dib started to exclaim as he was pulled through the revolving doors but ceased when he saw the look on Zim's face.

Look at him. Grinning like an idiot. There's no way I can leave him now when he's this happy. This actually might not turn out so bad. 

--

"Hey, try these on! They match your coat." 

"Zim, you know human gloves won't fit me. I have three fingers. What you can see is a hologram, remember?"

"...Oh." Zim stared off into the distance, processing. His head barely poked out from the round racks of clothing he was browsing through. Not that the boy would be easy to lose, considering how loud he was. 

"Does that mean you can't wear human underwear, either?"

"Zim!" 

"What?"

"You can't just ask someone about their genitals! That's invasive!" 

"And if I do? What are you gonna do about it, stand there and blush adorably?"

Dib stammered, only just noticing how hot his cheeks were. "I am not adorable," he said, pushing his glasses up with a claw, "I am formidable." 

"Sure."

A beeping sound made Dib look down at his wrist; they'd been off for quite a while and the field trip was ending soon.

 "Hey, Zim. We should probably head back."

No response. Dib looked up, not finding the other where he had been twenty seconds before. "Zim?"

He was nowhere in sight. How did he manage to elude me in that short amount of time? That can't be normal. 

Dib put down the articles he was holding and walked swiftly towards the front of the store. Maybe he left to buy his stuff already. Dib was just walking through the front entrance of the store when an unbelievably shrill alarm went off, startling him and hurting his antennae. He doubled over in pain and staggered backwards, hitting something tall behind him.

He turned around and noticed a large metal protrusion right before the exit. This must be the source of the sound. Before, he had just assumed they were decoration, but now that he thought about it... 

"Oh no."

The structure was some sort of scanning device in order to prevent shoplifting. If it could detect his pak... 

Horrified, Dib rushed through the exit but stopped when he felt a presence behind him. It reached out a hand to grab the back of his coat. His spooch skipped a beat as he waited for doom to arrive.

"Open up the bag, kid. No need to make this difficult." 

It was a human guard who suspected him of theft. This did not lessen Dib's anxiety at all, for he was mere inches away from exposure. His words became jammed in his throat as his pulse quickened and he froze. He was unable to prove his innocence and incapable of explaining the situation.

"Don't make me taser you." 

This was it. He was finished.

"I'm gonna start counting. I had better not reach ten." 

Dib's life flashed before his eyes. A little smeetling Gaz knocked over his toys before the ghost on his tenth birthday stole all the cake. His graduation from the preliminary facility and his first plasma telescope. Then the Massive. The meteors. His father. The crash...

"What the fuck is going on?! Unhand him! Right now!" 

...Zim.

Dib had never been so happy to see anyone in his life. 

"This kid set off the alarm. I'm just doing my job."

He stalked forward, ripping Dib out of the human's grasp and standing between them.. 

"It's not his fault, dumbass," Zim said while pushing Dib closer to the door. He was whispering hurriedly to the other human; Dib couldn't hear his words.

The human became flustered, looking at Dib apologetically. 

"Are we good now?" Zim growled forcefully, glaring at the taller being.

"Yes, we are. I am so sorry, young man, I had no idea." 

Dib found his voice again and managed to cough out a response. "No, that's okay, don't worry about it."

"Perfect. We'll be leaving now." Zim threw back as he dragged Dib out the door. Thank Irk that alarm stopped. I'd be half-deaf by now. 

And he'd certainly be in much worse shape if Zim hadn't come along when he did. It seemed Dib owed him something.

"Thank you so much, holy crap. I almost died back there." 

"Zim accepts your thanks. Although the worst possible thing that could have happened would be you being sent to juvie. It's not that bad; you'd probably be able to break out in an hour or two."

They turned a corner in the massive hallway, heading towards the ornate front doors of the mall. Even on a weekday, there weren't many other people there. 

"No, it really is a big deal. If they had found out about..." And then it hit him. Dib halted, looking straight at Zim.

"You told, didn't you?" 

The other gave a small smirk. "Of course not."

"I'm serious, Zim! Did you tell?" 

"No. I made something up to fool that dirty meatbag and it worked."

Dib narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Why would you cover for me? What did you say?" 

Suddenly Zim burst into a fit of giggles, refusing to meet Dib's eyes. The irken was not nearly as amused.

"And just what is so funny?" 

"YOU!" He was doubled over, laughing hysterically. "Glaring at me so damn sternly when you can't even walk out a store...!" He paused to wipe away tears. "Superior species, my ass!"

Dib flipped him the traditional Irken 'fuck you' gesture and kept walking. Zim followed, never losing the shit-eating grin. 

"Awwwe, you weren't just going to leave me there, were you? How would you walk out the doors alive without me rushi-"

"You aren't exactly being friendly, so yes, leaving you was my intention." 

Zim stopped dead in his tracks, glaring at him with the burning intensity of a volcanic eruption. "...Friendly?"

"What?"

"Is that what you want from me? A friend? Is that all I am to you?" 

"That's what I'd prefer, yes, life is easier when everyone is tolerable."

Zim glared at him and snarled, muttering to himself. "No one friendzones Zim. No. One." 

Dib watched as the other turned tail and stormed out without explanation. Just like that, he was gone.

//AN:

Sorry this is so late, I've been swamped with homework, plus my dad's birthday is Hallowe'en so I'm extra busy. I'm working as fast as I can on the next chapter and it will be posted either tomorrow or Saturday, Sunday at the very latest. Thanks so much for all the continued support! Seeing your guys' positive responses is what makes it worthwhile for me. Happy Hallowe'en!

-mC

Across The Line

Next up is the Hallowe'en special; I should upload it Saturday or Sunday. Sorry for being late, but my dad's birthday is tomorrow so I've been balancing preparing for that with craploads of homework. Feedback always appreciated!

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First: oodgal129.deviantart.com/art/A…

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I plan to have a special Hallowe’en chapter to post a few days before the 31st but first I have to finish up chapter 5.  On top of that, I also plan to have another spoopy chapter based on an episode from the show (you can probably guess which one) that seems fitting to post during the month of October. So that may be up this month as well.

 

But if I am having trouble finishing 5.5 or the Hallowe’en chapter then I will omit the special one and leave it for later. Although chronologically it would make more sense to have it before the Hallowe’en one because that one will give us some more context and explain a bit of Zim’s backstory. Chapter 5 is filler (as you probably noticed) but the plot will be moving along with the Hallowe’en one.

 

I will delete this and replace it with 5.5 when it is ready, and after a few days I will do some messing around and put both halves in one chapter where they belong.

 

Thanks for being so patient!

  • Listening to: Lavender Town
  • Reading: Dragon Ball
  • Watching: Invader Zim
  • Playing: FlapMMO
  • Eating: n/a
  • Drinking: dat Sabo
-Chapter 5-

Saying Zim faltered or braced himself for oncoming death would be a lie. Maybe in some cliché'd alternate dimension he did cower and prepare for the end when thrust into this predicament. But in reality he's too stubborn and vain to fear the Dib; Although the fact remained in his mind that his mission was in jeopardy and he had a very short time window in which to fix this. The logical solution was to wait for an interruption or distraction. He'd always been incredibly lucky in life-or-death situations when younger; why would this time be any different?

The front door slammed open, and in walked an apparent human female. She did not look amused. Dib turned his head to ogle at her, breaking the intense glare between him and Zim.

"Really, Dib? You met him yesterday. Wait until you can at least spell someone's name properly before bringing them home and trying to get in their pants."

The irken blushed violently, red clouding every inch of his false milky skin. This was exactly the break Zim was looking for, but he decided to wait just a little bit for the perfect moment.

"Gaz! What are you doing home? It's-" A gloved fist connecting with his face shut Dib up effectively, soon followed by a knee to the family jewels. He flinched, gave a small squeak and collapsed on the floor.

"BAHAHAHAHAAA! VICTORY FOR ZIM!"

To everyone's surprise, Gaz chuckled. A little.

"I guess he wasn't expecting that. Funny how years of training and being the top in every area didn't help at all in the real world."

"I am Zim and Zim fights dirty. Nothing more than that. I hope to fuck it was just him caught unaware, because if that's the pinnacle of your species' combat skills then that is truly pathetic." He waltzed to the front door and picked up his bag, in good humour all of a sudden. "Goodbye Dib! See you at schooool!" He sang out teasingly as he skipped out the door.

"Wait! Come back here, human scum! Don't just run away from a fight, have you no honour?" Dib attempted to yell. He turned and looked angrily at his sister. "Gaz, why on Irk didn't you stop him? I almost had him! We could've-"

"There's no we in this, Dib, I don't give two shits about your messed up creepy interspecies relations. I am not getting in the middle of your weird business with him; you can deal with it yourself."

---

And deal with it he did, Zim noted. For several weeks the Dib was punctual in his pestering, making a point to irritate Zim at least three times a day. Their fights were daily and their bruises many. Zim was always content to keep a low profile at school but Dib was always content to interrupt his thoughts with arrogant threats and accusations. Wake up, go to skool, argue. Lunch, fistfight, bicker. Leave skool, chase, go to bed. It had become as integral as clockwork and as involuntary as respiration. After the first month Zim had finally recognized it for what it was.

Jeez. The dirt-monkey has been a huge annoyance. One might almost say he's sending mixed signals. Zim put down the flask of ethanol he'd been handling and pushed his goggles onto his forehead. Nevertheless, an interesting distraction is still a distraction. He WILL not interfere with the mission.

Everyone in his grade was on a trip to a nearby university, poking around their expensive medical labs. The whole place reeked of formeldehyde and money. He looked over to the other side of the room, unsettled. There was a crowd of his peers inspecting the medical cadavers and disembodied organs, but only one person among them was of any importance. Dib.

Honestly, what does he find so fascinating about those bones? A corpse is a corpse no matter how much it's been fucking cut open. The irken was holding a smooth white tibia up to the light, looking upon the ridges and cracks with wonder in his eyes. Now Zim was irritated.

"Space freak." He turned away and tried distracting himself with the dangerous chemicals laid out in front of him, and couldn't help but crack a toothy smile. "Let's see, what do we have... arsenic, lithium hydroxide, heavy water, hydrochloric acid. Oh yes, Zim can do plenty damage with this." Snapping on a thicker pair of latex gloves, he reached out for a beaker only to have it snatched away a hair's breadth before him.

"Sorry, I'll just take some of that."

Snarling, he turned around to face the dirty thief. "Go get your own, Dib-shit. I was here first."

"Come on Zim, we're in public. Don't you think a few manners are in order? Or were you raised in a cattle shack like the rest of your people?"

Dammit, the little bitch is taller than me! It's been only a few weeks, how has he grown that much? "The word, you worthless cunt, is barn. It's what you're all going to go to when I take over this greasy obscene land. Clipped, tagged, and slaughtered, just like how these 'Muricans treat their livestock."

"Not you?"

"No. Zim has no appetite for meat. It is disgusting beyond compare. There's no difference from a human corpse, and the thought of eating that germ-infested, oozing, torn up sack of organs brings forth nothing but vomit. A fallen enemy belongs at my feet, not in my mouth."

"So all chicken nuggets are your 'fallen enemies.'"

"Yes."

An annoyingly loud bell rang, signaling lunch time for the high-schoolers. Zim had ripped off his goggles and gloves in record time and was out the door promptly. Footsteps behind him made him sigh in irritation.

"Hey, don't just ignore me like that. Your listening skills could use some improvement."

"God, you're annoying. Your stupid huge head isn't making things any easier for me."

"My head's not big!"

"Leave Zim alone."

"No."

Zim turned around, snarling. "Do you want to see your organs on the fl-" He stopped when he saw the look on Dib's face. Being the dense fuck that he is, having big brown eyes and a tiny pout thrust in his face doesn't affect Zim. Just confuses him. He gave a loud sigh but kept walking down the stairs.

"What do you want."

"....I need help."

"No shit, Sherlock. With what? Your malfunctioning brain cells or your inconcievable idiocy?"

They had reached the bottom of the winding staircase and before them lay the enormous pulsing hub that was the university cafeteria. Mounds upon mounds of people bustled about, either deciding which ridiculously long line to get into or searching for an empty seat among the tables, holding overflowing trays and supersized cans of pop. Zim smiled with realization.

"Oh, I get it now, Irk boy. You need to purchase food in order to appear normal."

"Yeah, I've never needed to actually eat it before. I don't know if any of it is gonna kill me or not."

"Well, good luck with that." A thin arm grabbed his own before he could walk away.

"Come on. I'll get you whatever you want in exchange. Just this once, please."

"You're awfully desperate."

"It's not like I can ask anyone else. You knowing is bad enough, I don't need any other humans on my case."

"I suppose you have a point. Fine. Zim will assist you today, in exchange for..." He trailed off, searching the cafeteria, not quite knowing what he was looking for. He could hear Dib talking to him but didn't register the alien's words. Then he spotted an asian cuisine booth and got an idea.

"There!" he shouted, pointing. "Hurry up, worm child, get in line while it's still short!"

"Alright, geez. Don't be so loud, you're hurting my antennae."

"Who cares, get your monies out."

They walked up to the line and Dib reached behind him into his bag, rummaging around awkwardly.

"Just take it off so you can see inside."

"I can't. It's attached to my spine."

Zim gave him an incredulous look. "That's the stupidest thing I've heard you say, and that's saying something. Why would you do that? Is it like that for everyone in your homeland?"

"Yes, everyone has one. It's not a bag, it's more like a computer or a second brain. One of its functions happens to be storage. Remember the lasers?"

"Ah, yes. Lasers." He chuckled awkwardly.

"Got it." Zim looked over and took the cash from the other, holding the bills up to the light. To his surprise, it was real.

"May I take your order?"

He jolted. The line had moved quicker than he expected. "Oh, yeah, give me some...habañero ramen and a thing of veggie souvlaki. Extra wasabi on the ramen."

"That'll be twelve ninety eight. For here?"

"Yes." He handed the cashier the money and dragged a dazed Dib over to the pickup counter. He noticed the other looking nervously at the flaming woks before him and chuckled.

"Having regrets, Dib?"

"...A little, yeah..."

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Across The Line
Ten thousand years later the next chapter is here. I had this 90% done for months but forgot about it and put it off, so I'm really sorry for that. When I first started writing this fic I had a schedule set out so that the last chapter would be released on Valentine's day, look how wonderfully that worked out.

The ending is crappy because I felt you guys deserve something after waiting this long.

next: oodgal129.deviantart.com/art/A…

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Karma Please by oodgal129
Karma Please
Last week I was inspired to do Genie makeup and this is the final result. One day I may do a full cosplay but not while I'm still in summerschool.

Thanks to Sir Clowder for making awesome games! Character belongs to him.
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I plan to have a special Hallowe’en chapter to post a few days before the 31st but first I have to finish up chapter 5.  On top of that, I also plan to have another spoopy chapter based on an episode from the show (you can probably guess which one) that seems fitting to post during the month of October. So that may be up this month as well.

 

But if I am having trouble finishing 5.5 or the Hallowe’en chapter then I will omit the special one and leave it for later. Although chronologically it would make more sense to have it before the Hallowe’en one because that one will give us some more context and explain a bit of Zim’s backstory. Chapter 5 is filler (as you probably noticed) but the plot will be moving along with the Hallowe’en one.

 

I will delete this and replace it with 5.5 when it is ready, and after a few days I will do some messing around and put both halves in one chapter where they belong.

 

Thanks for being so patient!

  • Listening to: Lavender Town
  • Reading: Dragon Ball
  • Watching: Invader Zim
  • Playing: FlapMMO
  • Eating: n/a
  • Drinking: dat Sabo

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