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Invader Zim: JPopIdolAU Chap3

Chapter 3: Research 

Dib had missed the bus. He pulled his trenchcoat over his head and ran all the way home. He burst through the door only to be greeted by an indifferent Gaz.“ Did you save the world?”

“Shut it Gaz” he slammed the door closed and stomped towards his room. After changing into dry clothes his stomach growled. He walked downstairs to rummage through the kitchen fridge. “ZIM WILL CONQUER YOU!” Dib jolts his head up and bumps his head on the ceiling of the fridge. “ZIM!” He follows the voice to the living room. 

“GAZ!?” Feeling betrayed as he glares at his sister is lazily watching a show starring Zim in the living room. Zim places an Star-Armada flag down as an explosion takes place in the background. “Ugh. I'm trying to enjoy the show Dib.” After sushes Dib she continues to enjoy the show depicting Zim and his group of alien invaders being given an order to head to earth to conquer it. Dib plops down next to Gaz to watch the show. “ I can't believe he has a tv show that basically tells us how he is an ALIEN! And is going to conquer the Earth!”He frustratingly gestures to the t.v. 

Gaz facepalms “ Dib…Zim is not an alien, it's just a gimmick, a persona to sell tickets and merchandise.” You can hear her patience running thin, if Dib keeps being annoying she's gonna pumble him into the ground.”Di-b” she stretches out his name “The internet exists to answer any stupid question you can come up with” he eye twitches “so…if you want to know about Zim, just freaking Whaggle it.” 

Knowing his sister will probably beat him if he continues just gestures that he is gonna leave and slowly backs away from Gaz, sprinting up to his room once he reaches a safe distance. He quickly opens his laptop and researches Zim. Dib clicked the first article he could find.The gates of a new world opened for him. He became the personification of a crazy ex-girlfriend who stalked your every social media account. He learned things that even the most hard-core Zim fans might not know. Having access to the Swollen Eyeballs extensive information network may have helped in gathering the more obscure facts concerning Zim. 

It wasn't until the rays of light that trickled into Dib’s room burned his eyes, he realized he spent all night researching Zim. “SHIT!” he scrambles to get ready for school, the bus doors were about to close but he managed to squeeze onto it. 

He sways down to the end of the bus, a corner that no one wants because for some reason the seat is always soggy. Thankfully his leather trench coat can keep him dry and make sitting there bearable. He leans his head on the window and sticks his earbud in, listening to Zim’s songs. “He may be an evil alien but his music is pretty good.” His eyes feel heavy as the bus sways him to sleep. 

“OUCH!” Dib was knocked awake by an annoyed looking Gaz. “You look like shit.” 

He rubs his eyes with a single hand “Gez..thanks Gaz” he rubs his shoulder and makes his way off the bus with Gaz, taking the opportunity to share his discoveries. 

“Ok. So I know Zim has to be mind controlling people.” Handing Gaz his phone so she can look at his research notes “The way he mind controls varies but it's always there. He is always hinting at it in his music videos, Clippy Videos, and his mini-web series.  Case and point,  episode 8 of season 2 we know he can permanently mind control a few people using his alien powers but can't really use it on a wide scale for a reason that hasn't been explained“ Dibs hovers over Gaz's shoulder, she shoves Dib back while handing his phone to him. 

“Zim is always using something to mind control people.  But they always fail at the end. But as we know from his interview with Nyna-Nyan, he is close to perfecting his mind control device.” 

“Wow Dib, it only took you a night to become a total Zimmie” she rolls his eyes as they enter the school. “I'm not a Zimmie!” his face turns a deep red “I see you’re just a stalker” making her way to her locker with Dib tailing her. “It's research…to figure out Zim’s evil plans.” Gaz opens her locker and rolls her eyes “Whatever you say Dib.” 

Dib didn't want to argue anymore with his sister. He slumps  You'll see. Everyone will see!” heads to his locker. 

Dib was gathering his books for his class when he overheard some students talking about Keef’s party. Keef is having a birthday party for his hamster? Keef is weird but he usually isn’t this weird. Dib looks at the clocks hanging on the walls.

There’s still time. He slams his locker closed and runs through the hallways looking for Keef. As he ran pass a hallway he caught a glimpse of Keef from the corner of his eye. He quickly double back and slowed his pace. 

 “So you invited the other lesser dirt-monkeys to your party?” Dib ducked behind a locker when he heard Zim’s voice

“Yes.”Keef nods his head enthusiastically. His eyes dilated, like being in the mere presence in Zim is giving him a high. 

“Even the Dib-Stink?”Keef begins to fidgets. “Um..no..I don’t think Dib would like to come.”

“Then give him a reason to come. He needs to be there!” Zim grabbed Keef by the collar. “Zim needs the Dib to be there…”Zim threw Keef away. He started to walk towards Dib’s hiding spot. Dib began to panic. He tried to enter the locker but it was locked, so he scanned the area. 

In a single ray of light there stood his only hope. It was a garbage can big enough to hide a human body. Dib opened the lid and was assaulted by the nausting smell of old milk and tuna sandwiches. He pinched his nose and dived in. He sunk deep into the trash as he heard the clicking of Zim’s boots. 

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“Eww….no wonder Zim calls him Dib-Stink…”Zita pinched her nose as Dib walked by. 

With his back hunched over, Dib furiously made his way towards the cafeteria. Sure he had to deal with his classmates making snide comments about his unpleasant odor but on the bright side he learned this whole birthday party was part of Zim’s nefarious plan to take over the Earth. And now that he knows that he can make preparations and be ready for whatever Zim has planned. 

“Hey Dib…” Keef placed his lunch tray down. Dib just continued to play with his mashed potatoes. “Keef.” 

“So…I’m having a birthday party for Mr. Whiskers. And you're invited!” he shoves an invite into Dibs face. “Thanks..but I’m not sure if I can make it. I’m gonna be hunting bigfoot and stuff.” 

Dib thinking to himself that he gotta play it cool, can't let Keef know I know what he is planning. 

“Aw…come on Dib. You can do that stuff whenever. Pulse there's gonna be cake and…umm my uncles going to be there too.” He slides the invite towards Dib. Watching. 

“Your uncle?” He takes a sip of his milk. 

Yeah the one that was on mystic mysteries…and stuff…um apparently he fought the goo-pire, the goo monster and vampire hybrid.” Dibs spits his milk out. “Your uncle is the Geef Girky Goo-Pire Slayer?!” Keef wipes his face. “Yeah…he slays anything goo related.” Dib grabs the invite “I’ll be there.” Dibs eyes sparkle in excitement. “Kool… I’ll see you there then…I’ve got to go and change…you got milk everywhere.” he looks down at his milk stained shirt. “Ahh…my bad…”Dib gives Keef an apologetic look.  

Dib rushes home as soon as school lets out. He makes sure to prepare for Keef’s party. Packing all the essentials. 

 Alien knock-out handcuffs. Check. X-Ray goggles. Check. Laser pen. Check. And of course one of the most important…Hamster Snacks. Check. This whole birthday party might just be part of an evil plot but it's still rude to go to a birthday party without a present.  Dibs slings his bag full of gear over his back and starts to make his way outside. 

“Where are you going Dib?” Dib looks over smugly at his sister and slips the invite out of his pocket and waves it around like a victory flag. “Keef’s party. I got invited.” Gaz facepalm at her brother's stupidity. “Ugghh..well if you bothered to read the invite. The party isn't until this Saturday Dib.” Dib stares blankly at Gaz, not really knowing how to respond “Oh….”

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In a very nice neighborhood, in a very nice house, j-pop music is being blasted. 5 boys can be seen practicing a dance routine. They maneuver around each swiftly, like fighter jets in an air show. Full of twists and spins that would put the audience on the edge of their seats. Kenny claps as they strike their finishing poses.

“Great work boys!” He roses Zim a cold bottle of juice. “Zim” He opens his arms wide “How do you like school!?” He slings an arm around his shoulder and whispers towards Zim”Is anyone giving any trouble…do I need to step in and…” he drags his thumb across his neck. Zim shoves his hands into Kenny’s face “No need. Zim will use this Dib-thing to test his newest invention”

An energetic and blonde boy jumps at Zim “ZIMMIE!” For a moment Zim is shocked but manages to catch the boy “Shou! Stop these antics!” Shou pouts and whine “but it's…fun…and you always catch” He tilts his head up and gives Zim puppy-eyes “Zim is so…great..and I just love..”he makes a heart with his hands “Zim so….much..” Shou is then pulled off of Zim but a very tall boy with a undercut. 

Shou hisses “You're no fun Kazu..you just want Zim all to yourself!” Like a kitten being held by the scruff of his neck, Shou struggles to free himself before giving up. 

The shy looking boy pushes his square glasses up “You sure you have it handled Zim?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Zim has it all handled.” Zim throws his hands up and leaves the room and heads to his room. He jumps into his chair as it spins towards his computer. “Computer…Any news for Zim?”

“Hmmm…Gir ate a baby today.” Zim causally waves the computer off “Meh..What else..” the computer loads a chat log for an anonymous blogging site 

“An Agent-Mothman contacted your sock account Zim-!s-AN-Alien. They are seeking advice in order to expose you. “ 

Zim scowls “The only person that should be wanting to expose Zim..! is the hoo-man Dib-Stink…..ehh…” he taps his chin in thought “but to be sure…computer…find out the real identity of this Agent-Mothman…” The computer's screen blacks out as bright pink code scrolls on the screen. 

“Hacking…searching…more hacking..and…”

 DING

A unflattering picture of Dib pops on the computer

“Agent Mothman is Dib Membrane”

Zim slams his fist into his desk “ I Knew it…computer! Reply to Agent-Mothman that I am happy to share any information and help expose the great and mighty..Zim!”

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: Sure. I hate Zim and want to expose him for the evil and mighty alien he is. 

Agent-Mothman: I can’t believe people can't see him as what he truly is! I thought there would be more of us online but it looks like Zim or someone got to them

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: So..what can I do to help?

Agent-Mothman: Do you know how Zim mind controls people? From my research he is able to take over people's mind but I'm not too sure how he does…I have some theories but…I can't figure it out  ಠ~ಠ

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: I have some theories too but nothing concrete. Let me hear ur theories it might help me out figure out the most credible one

Agent-Mothman: Alright but some of them might be a bit weird

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: Anything to do with alien mind control is a bit weird 

Agent-Mothman: True. Alright Theory 1. He is able to mind control people with just mind. Like he looks you in the eyes and ou fall under his spell..but if this was true Im not sure why he hasn't used it on everyone he's meet…there could be a limit to the number of people etc..

“I feel sorry for the Dib stink. He doesn't realize the true might of ZIM! …I'll give the Dib a hint…” Zim egotistically smirks 

The computer attempts to talk to Zim “Are u sure about that he might figure it out”

“SILENCE! Zim finds the Dib entertaining and wants him to entertain me some more…”

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: Plausible but not likely. If it were true then his limit has to be very large cause he already has at least a 1000s people under his control that i know of 

Agent-Mothman: Really That many already!? (◯Δ���∥)

Agent-Mothman: I mean sure he has a lot fans but aren't they just fans…sessh..alright theory 2

Agent-Mothman: He places secret hypnotic messages in his songs

Zim looks over at the computer.  Computer:  ( ￣^￣ )

Zim nervously and tugs on the collar of his shirt and quickly types. 

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: NOt plausible!

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: If it were true then why has the earth not been conquered !

Agent-Mothman: Alright my last theory. It might be a bit weird but it might also be the most likely. 

Dib feels what rush to his face as he types and retypes his message. Trying to word the message so it doesn't sound like something out of a fanfic. 

….

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Zim-!s-AN-Alien: Zim can implant mind controlling parasites in ur brain by kissing you. 

Zim does a spit take. “I did not ki-ssh the disgusting hoo-man!” Zim angrily types on the keyboard. 

Zim-!s-AN-Alien: Wut make u think that

Agent-Mothman: I saw it happen. In my school Zim had like kissed some guy and he was like under his spell after

 Zim-!s-AN-Alien: And he wasn't like that before ತ_ತ

Agent-Mothman: Not exactly. But him and Zim are always hanging out in secret and why else would kiss the him

 Zim-!s-AN-Alien: U sound jealous 

Dib angrily squints at the screen of his computer. 

Agent-Mothman: I'm not jealous! 

A condescending grin is creeps onto Dib’s face as he typed his message

Agent-Mothman:Keef isn't exactly anyone's type. (￣x￣;)

Zim-!s-AN-Alien:Fine. Ur not jealous. (◔_◔)

Zim scoffs as he finds himself mentally agreeing with Dib. Zim thinks to himself this may be an opportunity to confuse the Dib and have him drop his guard. 

 Zim-!s-AN-Alien: Maybe the reason he did kiss this Keef is cause the parasite will perish if exposed to air. 

Agent-Mothman:Ur a Genius. He probably produces a lot of them but could mix them in the drinks at his concerts. 

Agent-Mothman: But why hasn't he released them into our water system or drinking water?  

 Zim-!s-AN-Alien: Most water systems have a filtration system so may the filters filter the parasites out. 

Agent-Mothman: Thanks! Ur really helped me out. Tomorrow I have to go to a birthday party planned by Keef and Zim. I'll be sure to avoid all their food and drinks

Agent-Mothman: I have to go and prepare. 

Masterlist/Summary

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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Masterlist/Summary

Made fanart for my own fic. I am happy with how it turned out. Might do Dib or Gaz next. Also, thank you all for the likes. Even one like gives me the energy and motivation to keep this AU going. Really, I was over the moon when I saw that one like and then I took an other look and it went up to 3. Like my gosh my, my brother thought I was being weird cause I had a big smile on my face. I am planning to post this Au on AO3 but I don't have an account yet. I'll let you know when its on A03.

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Invader Zim: JPopIdolAU Chap2

Chapter 2: Alien in the Library

Summary: Dib followed Zim and Keef to the library. Zim did some sus alien stuff. 

The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Dib bolted up from his seat and attempted to push through the crowd towards Zim. Though it seemed like Zim was preoccupied with a greater threat than Dib. 

Keef shook with unbridled joy. His nostrils flaring as he giddly dances on his tippy-toes. “ I can’t believe it.” Keef fans himself with both hands “you are the actual Zim. The…ZIm!”  biting the bottom of his lip in excitement while gazing at Zim. Zim begins to look from the side, hoping someone would help him out of this situation.

Zita shoved Keef’s face away and stepped in front of Zim. “Seriously Keef. You need to chill. You’re acting like a creep” she shakes her hand like it she was trying to air dry it

“Hey I’m not a creep” he stamped his feet 

“I’m Zita.” She bruises an out-of-placed hair back into place “and I actually know how to be cool” she grabs Zim by the arm and pulls him towards the door. “We should get going you don't want to get on Miss Bitters bad side” 

Dibs watches in horror as Zita leads Zim outside his class

“Thank you.” Zim softly smiled “Zim was surprised to find that so many people know of me here. I have been to several American schools but not many have recognized the great Zim.” he puts a hand in while restraining himself from throwing Zita off of him

“Well that's the price you have to pay if you want fame” she threw her head back in laughter while dreamly looking at Zim 

“Yes. “ He looks over his shoulder “I do enjoy being worshiped by my fans. But..Keef…was..”

“Oh I get it. Keef has a weird look in his eyes whenever he talks about you. He is pretty crazy about you guys.”she comforts Zim

“However,  Zim’s plan need to be altered” he mumbles to himself

They entered Miss Bitters with Dib trailing behind them. Dib chose the seat behind Zim in order to keep an eye on him and scowled  at the back of Zim’s head the entire class. 

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The bell rang and the students walked towards the criteria. ZIm was chatting with Zita when Keef came bouncing towards them “Hey! Zim! Wanna eat lunch together” 

Zita rolls her eyes and puts an arm between Zim and Keef “Buzz off Keef. Zim is gonna eat with us” She points behind her to her friends sitting on a table, happy in their own little world. 

Zim gently pushes down Zita’s arm and smiles at her softly “Its alright friend Zita there is something I would like to discuss with Keef”  

“Are you sure?” She raises an eyebrow. Zim squeezes her hand in affirmation and gives a little nod “Come on Keef, let's go eat somewhere else.” Zim turns towards Keef and puts his arm around Keef's shoulder. Looking back at Zita “I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.” he casually waves goodbye, while Keef buzzes in joy. 

“Yeah.” She shrugs her shoulder “See ya later” she squints  skeptically at Keef as they walk away

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A food tray slams onto the table “Seriously Gaz can you believe it!” crouching over and stabbing his salisbury steak. “They’re all falling for that idol act crap.” air quoting the idol part. “It is painfully obvious. I know he is planning something!” twisting his fork in anger “And I have to stop him.”

Gaz continued to blast zombies away on her Gam Slave 5 “Like the nefarious werewolf sicence teacher?” scrutinizing her brother 

He straightened his back and raised his fork in the air “He was unnaturally hairy and howled at the moon…!” 

“Whatever.” She sighs “Just don't blow up the school like last time” she picks up her fork and crushes it in her hand “I don't want to be stuck being homeschooled and see your gross face more than I have to”

Dib nods his head “Yeah..I don't wanna be stuck with you either” he continued to pick at his food until he noticed out of the corner of his eye Zim and Keef leaving the cafteria. 

“What is Zim planning…” he squints  his eyes  “and why would he need Keef?” he jumps out of his seat and rushes off “Bye Gaz! I’m off to save the world”

Gaz just plays her game slave 5 as Dibs rushes off with his suitcase in hand. Dib followed as closely as he could, ducking behind the garbage cans and hiding behind the lockers each time Zim checked for people. Zim led Keef to the libarbay and made sure to take him into the most secluded corner. Zim did one more scan of the area to make sure he was alone with Keef. Dib managed to hide behind a bookshelf, pulling a book out of the way to make sure he had a clear view. 

Zim standing in front of Keef and with a coy grin “Keef..was it…” He pushes Keef into the corner, his hand on Keef’s chest “Yes. I am keef and I am a hu-uge…” Keef's heart is pounding like mad as thoughts fill his mind, but there is this uneasy feeling that is telling him to run nibbling in the back of his mind. Keef leans against the corner and slides down, making Zim stand a head taller than Keef “Yes. Yes. Huge fan. That pleases Zim.” he uses a claw to tilt Keef’s head up. Keef's face reddens like a tomato. “You've been to Zim’s concert. You were there, listening to Zim’s great song in person, live?” Keef is a bit confused by Zims question but happily answers, even though that voice in the back of his head is screaming. “Yes. It was the most amazing thing in my life” Zim cups Keef face with both his hands “Good…” Zim brings Keef’s head closer and tilts his head and whispers something into his ear. 

From the angle Dib was watching from, it looked like Zim was doing something less innocent than whispering into Keef’s ear. Dib ears turned red as a blush ran across his face. His mind races as he thinks of all plausible reasons an alien would be kissing Keef. Is Zim trying to eat his brains, depositing his eggs into Keef, or maybe it's some kind of mind control. 

ZIm watches in glee as Keef's eyes roll back. His eyes roll back into place, but there is something off. It is very subtle but Keef irises are distorted giving them look like a very round star. 

Zim pulls away from Keef and observes him with an evil smirk “Good. You will serve Zim well”

“Yes…Zim…” Zim grabbed Keef's chin, putting a thumb of one check and his pointer finger on the other. He moved Keef’s face side to side making sure he was completely under his control.  Zim started to speak “I need you too…” but halfway through he stopped speaking and only mouthed his words, or at least it looked like he only mouthed them. 

“Now leave Zim. Oh and…” again he stopped speaking and only mouthed something. Dib looked confused and tried to clean his ear out thinking maybe something was obstructing his hearing. Keef heads towards the exit, temporarily blocking Dibs line of sight. When his line of sight was cleared Dib saw Zim halfway up climbing the wall with his PAK legs. Dib rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Zim used his PAK legs to pry the ceiling open and disappear into it. “He is an alien!” he happily exclaims to himself. He took out his phone and opened a recording app. “New Log, log 001-Z, my first log of an Alien known as Zim.” 

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After he completed his log Dib looked around for Zim but didn’t see him until their shared Math class.

Zim and Zita were making a Glam Short for FastGlam and frowned when they noticed Dib stomping towards them in the background.

 “Hey! Zim!” Zim ignores Dib and continues to make his short. Dib, enraged by being ignored, rushes at Zim like a bull at a matador. As he reaches out for Zim the door is swung open and Dib's face is squashed by the window in the door. Zim and Zita laughed furiously. 

“Oh my god. Did you get that” Zita shaking Zim by his shoulders.”Yes! I recorded Dib's epic fail in high definition.” Zim cackles. Dibs rubs his face and was about to say something until the math teacher interrupted. “Put away your phone and get into class unless you want to be marked tardy and Dib. Watch where you are going” All Dib could do was scowl at Zim. Zim gave a smug smile as he entered the class and with a sugary voice “I apologize. Zim was not aware of skool’s phone rules.” Dib could only bite his tongue as Zim took his seat in class. 

Dib kept an eye on Zim whenever he could, however it was difficult to get near Zim because he was always guarded by Zita or one of Zita’s followers. It wasn't until after school that Dib saw Zim slip away from his lackeys and hide behind a large oak tree in the school’s front yard.Dib thought it was finally his chance to confront Zim and get solid evidence that Zim was an alien. 

So what your big evil plan alien

Zim was infuriated by the annoying and lesser Dib. Zim was used to paranormal nut-jobs that thought he was an alien. But they usually stalked him from a distance and gathered evidence. Which gave Zim the time to develop a plan with his agency to silence anyone that would hurt their profits. He took a deep breath and calmed himself. The stinky dirt-monkey had no evidence, just follow the script and the dirt-monkey will start to doubt himself, and then he would be out of his  hair. Zim entered his idol persona and perfectly faked his blinding smile that made many fall to their knees. 

“Zim is not an alien. I am a normal adolescent earthworm. This is my…gimmick.” rubbing the back of his head “Though I suppose i should be flattered if you thought I was really…an alien” 

Dib secretly takes out his phone, hoping Zim might let something slip.“Oh yeah, why are you green?”

 “It's a skin condition.” he nervously replies  

 “Oh yeah what with that thing on your back” he accusingly points to Zim’s PAK

“My backpack?” Zim looks at Dib, looking genuinely confused 

“Backpacks are not metal and they don't make those noises” as an act of rebellion against Zim, the PAK makes a disturbing mechanical sound. Zim could fill his face heat up. 

Zim tossed his hands in the air “Fines…” he sighs and looks down at the earth, he paints on a bitter face, rubs his arm. 

“You caught Zim…I will tell you my secret but please do not tell anyone. Zim wants to continue being an idol” Dib looks excited.  

“Zim..you can say…is ill. My liver was damaged at a young age so it has difficulties. PAK was made to help lessen the burden. And the green skin is a side effect of the medication used to keep my PAK functioning.” 

Dib looks guilty “wow…i had…no idea…” Zim’s acting was very convincing  and Dib probably would have believed him if he had not seen Zim use his PAK legs earlier in the library.

 “Your lies could have worked, Zim. But I watched you use your alien spider legs in the library! So I know that your little illness is complete bs!” Dib tackles him to the ground with a crazed smile and pins Zim down.  “You are an alien and I am gonna prove it!” Dib tries to rip the PAL off of Zim. Zim grabs Dibs arms and holds them away from his PAK, with a panicked expression Zim thinks of the best course of action. He wants to use his superior alien strength to send Dib flying into the tree but  people will question why and how he can be so freakishly strong. Zim spots something from the corner of his eye and relaxes, and gives Dib a quick smirk.

Dib was weird out by Zim’s smirk and wonders why the alien has instore for him. He then feels a firm hand squeezes his shoulder before he is yanked away from Zim and flies through the air landing face down. 

“Zim, are you ok?” His deep and worried voice soothed Zim. “Yes, Zim is ok. Just dirty.” Zim looks down with a grossed out face and pulls his hoodie out to show all the dirt. 

He inspects Zim as helps Zim up from the ground “Is he another crazed fan? Should we call the police or should we call Ken?” Dib finally lifts his head from the ground to see Zim dust himself off. 

“Pfft..Mamour. “He puts a hand on his shoulder “Lets just leave first. Zim is tired from having to deal with the Dib-Stink all day.” Mamoura nods his head and gives Dib a death glare. “There won't be a next time when I see you.” Mamoura protectively escrost Zim to his motorcycle parked nearby. He hopes on and gives ZIm his pink helmet before putting on his green one helmet on. As Zim clips the helmet into place he sticks his long tongue out and pulls eyes down.

“Log 002-Z, subject Zim, has a very long tongue. He may use it to eat the brains out of humans” Dib makes a quick log as he watches his bus leave without him. “Guess I’m walking home” a drop of water falls from the sky and slides off on his cowlick before it begins to pour down.

Chapter 1

Chapter 3

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Invader Zim: JPopIdolAU

Chapter 1: The Recruitment 

Chapter Summary: This chapter is mostly about Zim crashing into earth and being discovered by his agent. Towards the end Zim’s first day of school is reenacted with a more modern take. 

If you happened to look up at the night sky, you would see a pink star dance gracefully like a prima donna ballerina. As you are entranced by its dance, you wonder if this could be a malfunctioning satellite, maybe a creature out of a fairy tail, or something from the other end of universe aliens are trying to communicate something to you. And if this was a tv show the camera would slowly pan from your face, towards the sky and zoom in on the star. Revealing it is actually a spaceship. And through the window, you can see a little green alien and his little robot companion. 

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“Gir what is that!” Visceral disgust was written all over the small and green alien’s face. He backs against the wall as he attempts to get as far away from the disgusting blob in the robot's hand.

“It's your snack master…ehhh…YUMMY!” he incconcetly pushes the indescribable horror closer to his master’s face.

“GIR! NO! GET IT AWAY! OBEY ZIM AND THROW THAT DISGUSTING THING OUT OF MY VOOT” frantically he swipes at the air, obviously no wanting to touch the “snack”

“Okey…dokey master!’’ Gir haphazardly presses several of the console’s buttons. 

The voot cruiser glitches and clips through space. Dashing like a mad bull, bobbing up and down like it was riding on ocean waves, spun around like it was a yoyo being controlled by an edgy teenerager trying to impress the girl they liked, until it came to an abrupt stop. It hangs stationary in the space like a brick stuck propped on top of a pole, with a pop and puff of smoke the engine finally gives in and the voot plummets down at break-necking speeds. It skips along the earth like a pebble until it slows to a stop, burying itself in the dirt. 

Zim kicked his voot open and jumped out. Screaming as he inspected his spaceship.

“AHHHH! MY VOOooOOoOOooT! GIrrrrr!’ he shakes his fist in the air 

“I’m sorry…” looking down as he used his foot to draw circles in the dirt

Pinches his nose bridge while sighing “it's fine Gir. I THE GREAT ZIM Will fix the voot! SHIIiiiP! Play Zim’s Efficiency Improving playlist.''An upbeat and energetic tune echoed through the forest as Zim began to repair his ship. 

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A man in his late 20’s was enjoying a cigarette on his porch, enjoying the cool breeze with the night sky keeping him company. When he saw it. The pink star that danced in the sky, only for it to dive off its starry stage and into earth. He was shocked, it was laughable how his face resembled a fish. He scurried inside to fetch his shoes and keys. The headlights of his car shone bright as the speed towards the rising smoke. He finally arrived at the edge of the forest, looking around the only way into the forest was a small trail. He eagerly excited his car,and ran towards the smoke using the flashlight from his phone to light his way. His heart was booming like a drum, adrenaline coursed through him. Visions of fame and fortune played through his mind as he his way closer to the source of the smoke. Trees layed scattered along the forest floor and along the sides of the trench left by the crashed spaceship. He slows his space to absorb the scenery when he is startled by the echoes of  the up-beat song. The song grows as ventures deeper, entranced by the melody, the likes of which he had never heard anything of the like  before. He abandoned any sense of forewarning as the song’s hold on him grew stronger. As he entered the clearing his lack of awareness caused him to snap a twig underneath his foot.

Zim snapped his head towards the human. He looks around nervously, mentally debating the best course of action. In a blink of an eye, he launches himself with his spider-like pak legs towards the human. He holds the sharp edge of his spider leg against the man’s throat, prepared to cut it if the man made any sudden movements. 

He stares at the spider limb and glups ”..the…song..who made it..?” he says while thinking in his mind “well if I am going to die…”

“Why..?” Zim’s eyes full of suspicion 

“Ahh…its amazing” he nervously observes the alien. “Truly…I've never heard anything like it in my life.” sweat rolling off his forehead

Zim’s chest fills with pride as he slowly retracts the spider limb “why it was the great Zim of course!” using his thumb to point to himself

“You…made it?” his mind blanks for a moment before an idea lights his head”...of…course only someone as…impressive as you could possibly create such a masterpiece..” a plan begins to form in his head

“Pfftt…if you think this is a masterpiece you should use you primitive ear holes to listen to Zim’s true great works!” he snaps his fingers and a new and powerful orchestral piece roars through the voot’s speakers. 

“Wonderful..someone as talented as yourself should become an idol…I am Kenny Yonezu. And I can make you the greatest idol to ever lived” hope floods his heart

“An…Eye..Doll? Tell Zim what is this Eye-doll?” he rubs his chin

“An..i-idol..sing songs…dance..and have many fans…”

“Fans? Why would Zim need many fans? 3…ummm..5 is good enough for Zim” raising the mechanical spider limb 

“No..not that kind of fan..the other kind!” he managed to squeaked out before Zim was able to slice his head

“What other fans are there?”                                                              

“The are people..they would so anything to please you…even worship you” he nervously watches Zim

“Anything?” Zim raises an eyebrow

“Yes!” anything he nods furiously 

“Even…let's say… I don’t know..ummm…reveal their planet's defense system?” He moves himself closer, intently staring, judging Ken’s

“Yes and much more…the more devoted fans would even fight for you…get rid of any defense system…or obstacle…they would do anything to get what you desire…” rubbing his hands together, trying his best to please the alien 

“So…this..could be useful..but how will Zim know if you won't betray Zim” he plunges a spider leg into the tree behind Ken, frightening the man

“Because…your music…it is amazing…and I would be honored to serve you the great Zim” willing himself to smile 

Zim whispers to himself “So...it seems these primitive species use music to determine hierarchy?” 

“Hahahaha! Of course! Serving me. A superior being would be a great honor for..such a lowly…whatever you are” gesturing to Ken

“Of course!” his eyes trails to the crashed ship “…so do you require assistance?” he points towards the ship

“No..I do not need help fixing my voot. Your primitive brain couldn't possibly understand the complex and superior Irk technology” looking at his nails ”…however…Zim was tasked with infiltrating your…planet and blending in” uses his claws to air quote  blending

“Yes!” he nods his head vigorously “I can provide you everything you need to blend in” he shyly picks up and points to his phone “but I would  need to make a call to prepare all of the necessities” 

Zim simply shoos him off with his hand and heads towards his voot “yes yes…do whatever you need to do..to help zim”

He quickly turns around and leans into his phone with a smile plastered over his face. He shakily dials a number and soon the crash area was converted into a film area. The crash was covered up as a set for a scene for an upcoming movie. Zim was registered as a natural Japanese citizen and provided with extremely well made prosthetic ears and a prosthetic  nose. Soon, Zim was put through rigorous idol training and a year after landing on earth Zim debuted as the lead singer of The Star Armada. And only a year after debuting, The Star Armada was going to tour America and be the opening act for several famous American bands. 

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“Today we welcome a new student to our class. I hope everyone will get along. Now would you like to introduce yourself?” her eye twitches as she slightly foams from the mouth

Zim in all his glory, removes lint from his pink hoodie and brushes dirt off of his black skinny jeans, before clearing his throat. 

“ehh..Yes..Hello friends. I am Zim and I am a perfectly normal human worm adolescent. I am perfectly harmless. Pay no attention to me and we will all get along just fine.” he takes a seat in the back corner of the room.

“Is anyone seeing what I am seeing?!” a student with round eyeglasses looks towards his class

“He is an alien!” He stands atop of his desk and points to Zim. Zim looks nervous.  

“Of course Zim is an alien.” Some students begin  to snicker and watch, expecting something entertaining to happen. While others look confused and begin to think Zim is actually an alien. 

“Wait, you believe me?” he looks surprised and his pointer finger deflates

“Of course Dib. Zim is totally an alien, with green skin and ruby eyes, He’s an alien!” the roll their eyes and lean back into their chair

“Well…i think that's just eyeshadow and I would say it more of a pink…”he tilted his head before returning his other thoughts “I mean..We should band together and capture Zim! The whole world will know that aliens exist!”

Laughter fills the room as a student with purple hair bangs her hand on her desk. “HAHAHAHAHA…wait, you seriously think he is an actual alien. I thought you were just doing the trend?” wiping a tear from her eye “so i just sang a bit of the song” shrugging her shoulders “ cause I wanted to see Zim dance too” 

“What trend? What Dance!?”  Dib takes a steep back and falls off his desk “Agh!”

The whole class starts to laugh and point at Dib

“Wow…Dib smooth moves.” a boy with red hair cackles 

“I can’t believe you don't know about it. It's been everywhere lately. It's all over Clippy.” takes out her phone “have you've been living under a rock?” sneering while 

“He was probably doing something weird and dumb like looking for big foot in his garage” the red head continues to add fuel to the fire

“He likes to use my belt sander!” he stands up and dusts himself off “It’s obvious ZIM IS AN ALIEN!”

She stands up and shoves her phone into Dib’s face. A Clippy video of Zim dancing along to the song plays “Is anybody seeing what I’m…Green Skin~ And Ruby Eyes~ HE’S AN ALIEN! Something out of this world! “ ends with a spin and pose 

“See…Zim is pretty good at dancing. I mean though.. Is an idol and this” gesturing to Zim “its his gimmick. He even created his whole backstory and even made up an entire race and culture. It's really impressive actually.” she swipes her phone from Dib and quickly wipes it against her pants. 

“Bu-bu-but…he's an actual alien..’’ he marches to Zims desk and slams his hands down on it “sitting right here”pointings to Zim “actual proof that I’m..that I’m…” 

Zim hides his mouth behind his hand and attempts to imitate Dib. “I’m crazy.”

The classroom erupts into another fit of laughter. 

“That's right. Dib is crazy”

“For moment I almost believed Dib”

 “He is always talking crazy but I started to think Zim was an alien too”

“Ok students. That's enough chit-chat. Now Dib…please return to your seat” she takes out a book and write on the chalkboard “please take out your books and turn to page 145. Oh Zim. You can just move your desk next to Keef and share the book until we can get you a textbook.”

Dib stomps to his desk and angry eyes Keef, the red hair from earlier, and Zim. 

Chapter 2

[great-irken-invader]

Super amazing! Absolutely love the look and vibe, so freaking wonderful, I could go on. The level of detail...chef kisses.

Something lil I did a couple days ago,,, 

[great-irken-invader]

Invader Zim Popstar AU(WIP)

*CHAPTERS OUT*

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

SUMMARY: On his way to planet Earth, Gir took control of the spaceship/ Gir did something and they crash in a rural area of Japan. However, despite landing in a rural area, Zim was discovered by a man in a black suit and was recruited to be in a space/alien themed idol group. Zim trained for a year before finally debuting as the lead singer/dancer in THE STAR ARMADA. Zim then was an idol for a year before touring America. Zim registers at Dib's school and Dib tires to out Zim as a real life alien.

Ships are undecided but I do know if there is romance(there might not be any romance) it is gonna be slow burn.

*Other Stuff*

Irkens are incredibly musically talented

Zim, despite being a defective, is one of the best Irken musician, and is considered one of the Greatest Musician Ever(think like Mozart), some even saying he is the best to ever existed

Zim's musical talent is the reason Zim was kept alive despite causing so much destruction and doom 1

Zim height was 5 ft 5 in when he debuted, likes to wear highs/platforms/inserts to increase his height to 5’7”

*Disclaimer*

I am in way affiliated with or own any part of Invader Zim. This is strictly fan made content.

*DO NOT REPOST BUT REBLOGS ARE WELCOMED*