#teacher zim au

[princesspuresarahk]

Invader Zim storie ideas i have plan!

A list of stories based on in my IZ Teacher from my favorite episodes with some alternate and some of stories change with some of my own story ideas in with some taking place after Enter The Florpus.

Season 1:

1)The Nightmare Begins,

2) "Bestest Friend"

3)"Parent-Teacher Night" and "Star Student"

4)"Germs"

5)"The Wettening"

6)"Career Day" and "Battle-Dib"

7)"Planet Jackers"

8)"Invasion of the Idiot Dog Brain"

9)"A Room with a Moose"

10)"Plague of Babies" and "Bloaty's Pizza Hog"

11)"Door to Door"

12)"Game Slave 2"

13) "Battle of the Planets"

14)"Halloween Spectacular of Spooky Doom"

15)"Hobo 13"

16)"Walk For Your Lives" 17)"Lice"

18)"Abducted"

19)"GIR Goes Crazy and Stuff"

20)"Tak: The Hideous New Guy"

and more stories to come let me know what ideas you guys have! : )

[aquaticwolfkuri]

You HATE me, but I hate YOU more: ch.1

(my Invader Zim AU fanfic) I don't know if I'll have time to make it a comic, so I'm writing it. Let me know if your interested in making it a comic for me.

(also, don't worry, we ain't staying in highskool)

While time continued to move, Zim and Dib suddenly found themselves entering highskool. If Dib felt out casted or bullied before, he was definitely going to now… but with his focus on stopping Zim and Gaz by his side, highskool was bearable.

However, without Ms.Bitters, Dib would soon realize how much his new teachers would begin to recognize his massive head, or rather the intelligence inside it. Though Dib never gave too much thought about his classes, he always had the best grades, it's just his interest in the paranormal that always deemed him as crazy, so his grades were never really acknowledged before.

“Dib, you're science experiment is amazing” A teacher would say.

“Dib, please show the class how to solve this issue up on the black board.” A teacher would ask.

This confused Dib, but he was also super happy to feel acknowledged to some degree, especially by his peers. Zim on the other hand was annoyed by this, disgusted even. So he would go out of his way to antagonize him more than usual, just to remind everyone how “Crazy” Dib was about the paranormal, but they would both end up getting in trouble anytime they got into a fight, being sent to the skool councilor.

“Now Dib, why did you punch Zim?” The older woman asked, looking at the very beaten and bitten Dib.

“Because Zim BIT me!” Dib says, pointing an accusing finger at the green boy next to him.

“YOU LIE!! Zim did no such thing to the smelly big boy!” Zim says, angry and a bit erratic…but spits a piece of Dib’s coat out of his mouth.

“Did Zim mention that the earth child also called me an alien?” Zim says, in an effort to defend his case and get Dib further into trouble.

“Dib-”

“Because you are, Zim! Ms.Think you have to believe me! Zim’s a real alien!” Dib says, but the councilor just gives him a disappointed look.

“Dib, just because Zim’s skin condition leaves him green and earless, doesn't mean you can call him an alien. That's racist.” She says.

“But-”

“-Dib. That's enough… Zim your free to leave.”

Zim cheers before cackling at Dib’s defeat as he leaves the room. Dib glares but the councilor gets his attention.

“Dib, you're really REALLY smart… but you need to give up this idea of aliens." She pats Dib’s shoulder before letting him out of the room.

“She just doesn't get it, no one does.” Dib says, muttering under his breath. He lets out a sigh before he heads off to find his sister Gaz, walking back home with her, and Zim nowhere to be seen.

[ribbondee]

Invader Zim joke AU thing:

Zim being sorted into Mr. Elliott's (Gaz's teacher) class instead of Ms. Bitters' class lmao. Wonder how that would go.

[unlikelytrashcreation]

I dreamed a zim au this night inwitch dib grew up and became a sadistic school principal and for whatever reason zim had like Mrs bitters energy and was a history teacher who was just like at the end of his rope and was constantly being tortured by the popular students of the skool. He was like miserable that no one would read his book on ww2 . And he was madly in love with principal dib who was like realy shitty and evil and only indulged sad wet history teacher zim by doing like phsudo noncon stuff(zim wanted it but he sure as hell didn’t ask for permission). And bouth of them punished there students far to agresivly. And zim has something against Christmas??

[anonymoosen]

BEST FRENEMIES WHENEVER AU PART 1 (WARNING: LONGISH POST)

(EVEN THO IMMA PRIORITIZE THE ZIMPAI SHIZPOST THING FIRST- SO AFTER THAT ENDS IMMA CONCENTRATE FULLY ON THIS)

Zimmy wimmy and Dibby dookie were rivals since elementary skool! And they still were in hi skool :3

Also, yes, Zim’s a hooman here! (Or issss heee? Jk he rlly is-)

One day, in science class, Dib and Zim were too busy bickering to listen to their teacher. It basically went like:

—————

Miss Bitters: Class, you have a science project, also known as an opportunity to disappoint your parents. You need to choose a partner for it so that you two can share your misery.

*Everyone went ahead and chose their partners. However, Dib and Zim were too busy fighting to notice what was happening*

*In the end, Zim and Dib were paired up because there was no one else left for them to choose!*

Zim and Dib: NOooOoOoOoOo!1!1!1!1!1!

——————

So the boys decided to make a Time Machine to go back in time to prevent Miss Bitters from pairing them up because they think that they could NEVER succeed in working together.

However…

Basically, Zim went to Dib’s house and brought his Time Machine parts.

Gaz walked in and asked what they were doing. After they explained that they could NEVER work together, Gaz tried to tell them that they literally were by building a Time Machine…TOGETHER-

As the boys were idiots, they didn’t listen lol

Also, here’s the reason why Zim made Time Machine parts in the first place:

kdkskdkskdksfk

When the boys finally finished building the machine, Zim’s chaotic dog Gir came in and messed with the buttons. This caused a laser to blast Zim and Dib

-and they died! The End :D

LOL JK THEYRE ALIVE!! STAY TUNED FOR A SECOND PART >:33 (OR NOT- IT RLLY DEPENDS ON MY PROCRASTINATION AND WORKLOAD)

ALSO YES, THIS WHOLE THING IS KINDA A CROSSOVER WITH MY FAVORITE CHILDHOOD SHOW BEST FRIENDS WHENEVER- (I DONT THINK ANYONE KNOWS IT THO)

[alanaartdream]

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After reading the Danny Phantom a glitch in time I was in the mood to try to sketch Danny with his Friends Tucker and Sam

And then being as yeah Sam and Tucker did get to join Danny in the nicktoons unite game (heck you can play as Sam in the 2nd game witch is the island game as well as in the toy bots one that came after that ) so they did meet Timmy Turner so had to draw that in

And then had to draw my Fairy Timmy with the nicktoons talking with Sam being as he has met them in the games

Now for years I’ve seen maybe 1-2 artists keep the nicktoons unite fandom alive but most of the time the focus was only on the 1st game not on the other 3 in the series so didn’t see and Sam or Tucker getting added into the lineup (witch is a crying shame because Sam was quite awesome in the games; you could even play as her in at least 2 of the games (not sure about the globs of doom one where they took Timmy Turner out and had invader zim & dib as well as some villains join the team in that one; but then Timmy could and would’ve wished them out of trouble like he does for Jimmy Timmy power hour episodes so the game development team must of not wanting to deal with that tricky story plot )

Like now they’re adding in Jenny XJ9 from my teenage robot life and El Tigre tiger boy but forget to add in Sam and Tucker???

Heck Sammy squirrel; Patrick Sat and Squidward were apart of the Nicktoons unite team up for a lot of the games (also didn’t help that nicktoons started to focus more on SpongeBob Square pants more by the last of the games)

Think you could play as Sammy squirrel in the games too

But then maybe their version of nicktoons unite games aus they like to make Danny have darker life or less supportive friends/ family so maybe that’s why they don’t add them but are adding in Jenny Xj9 and tiger boy before adding in any of Danny’s friends and SpongeBob’s friends or they didn’t know the others games?

Enithr way the games have a order to them apparently (I didn’t know what the order was until some YouTube/ google searches later)

So probably just lack of information as to why it’s this way (( I mean I don’t wanna stop people having their own takes on things I love when people are creative and do their own things))

Just seems odd to not add the other characters that made it into the team or how tragic they make Danny’s life seem in their aus when honestly Danny got a very good supporting network of friends/ family & allies who helps him deal with ghosts and being half ghost (in fact he’s a bit of a adorable dork not really something I’d say is depressing gloomy or something tragic in their life)

Making me think they mixed Timmy turner’s tragic life story with Danny’s being as Danny’s the ghost boy with ghost powers they want to make him tragic when really Timmy’s one with only Wanda Cosmo poof/peri and Fairy world to help him deal with his crazy dumb neglectful parents who forget to feed him and leave him with a abusing awful babysitter; don’t really care to teach him anything and don’t care he’s dealing with awful bullies and a crazy teacher who just wants to fail him all the time to get at his fairies AND he’s only 10 years old and has to deal with all of that without any support whatsoever (if he didn’t have fairies/wanda Cosmo & poof) he’d be a dead ghost child Danny & his friends might’ve had to deal with honestly

Heck because they both been created by butch jerkman the creator once said he was planning on making them cousins (like distant cousins) at one point but gave up on the idea witch probably explains why they do look a little alike

So like Danny has a lot to deal with with the ghost and his own school bullies but his family & friends love and support him

Heck like Jimmy Danny with help of his friend Tucker & Sam after all the ghosts they’re dealing with and how emotion is a driving force for ghosts in his world would pick up Timmy only acts snarky/ sassy to protect himself and is honestly a pretty good kid his life back in his world is pretty bad any nicktoons character who’s life might be a little like Timmy’s is maybe Dib’s from invader Zim but the movie changed how Dib’s father is like (if you’d seen the invader Zim’s cartoon show boy dib has some pretty dark moments and thankfully the show doesn’t gloss over those dark moments like fairly odd parents original show use to like to do )

I mean probably overthinking things here it’s just my opinion after looking into things more and enjoying the shows and stuff

Because lately where I use to love how those artist been keeping nicktoons unite fandom going for such a long time; it’s as I go back and enjoy Danny phantom/ fairly odd parents and the nicktoons unite games that it feels like the characterising of these characters feels a bit off now

It’s still good just something is missing or don’t match up

[dib-thing-wannabe]

Okay, since no one seems to be really doing it, I'll just do it myself (/j). Here are a few fun facts/events that happen in the Professor Memfake Au!

I feel as if I forgotten to mention this, so I am sorry about that, but despite this au taking place before Enter the Florpus, all characters do have their designs from the movie instead of the show!

Professor Memfake (yes, that's his official name according to Zim, though oftentimes he's referred to as Professor Membrane as no one really knows that he's a clone) is infact aware of the fact that he's a clone! Though he doesn't really care about that fact, as he still considers himself everything that Professor Membrane is, like the smartest man on earth and Dib's and Gaz's father.

No, Zim didn't kill Professor Membrane once he was finished with his clone. One, because if something was to happen to the clone, he'd just be able to easily make another. Two, he knows that if he did, then Dib truly wouldn't hesitate to hurt him in every way possible if/when he found out, so he'd rather not take his chances. The reason that Professor Membrane hasn't escaped or tried to is because Zim convinced him that he was in a coma and was currently dreaming, and that since Zim was the last person he saw when he was awake, he could only see him at the moment.

The event that ended up reaaaally triggering Gaz in a way where she knew that 100% something was up with their dad was the day after Professor Memfake had officially taken Professor Membrane's place while he was still kidnapped. Dib had gotten in trouble at skool for something that Zim did, and since everyone has deemed Dib as insane, they instantly blamed him with zero evidence against him. They called Professor Memfake up to the skool, and explained everything about the situation once he got there. Now normally, Professor Membrane would take the teachers side without further questions asked. So imagine everyone who was in the room surprise when instead, he started yelling and berating the principal and teachers for their lack of evidence against his son. Then, to top all their confusion, surprise and fear off, he proceeded to not only take Dib home for the day, but also Gaz, as he "didn't want another one of his children to end up going through this as well!!" Now, not only does Professor Membrane rarely take either of them home unless something is really bad, but if he needs to take one for them home, he never just automatically takes the other one as well, which Gaz quickly recognized as a red flag. While Dib is grabbing his stuff from his locker or whatever, and Gaz and Professor Memfake are alone for a moment, she decided to ask him what had happened to cause him to take them both home early. He answered by saying (or rather, ranting) that they were accusing Dib without reason and expected him to believe them. Now, here is the sentence that really caused Gaz's suspensions about something not being right about her dad to be now 100% true. "Not only that, but they DARED to call my son and your brother insane! Why, I had to let them know that he was anything but that! It's just not scientifically possible!!"

Small bonus to the above, Dib proceeded to cling onto Professor Memfake for the rest of the day, think like his arms and legs wrapped around Professor Memfake's arm or leg. It wasn't like Professor Memfake minded it though, he actually quite enjoyed his son wanting to be as close as scientifically possible to him!

[screechingobservationnacho]

Zim x bubbles ship AU

Title: Love in Doomsville

It was Valentine's Day in the unremarkable township of Doomsville, a place Zim abhorred with every fiber of his alien being. The dirt and rocky terrain, filled with "humans" that offended his delicate Irken sensibilities, were a far cry from the advanced worlds he dreamed of conquering. Mostly, he loathed the human children at school—each one with a head so fat it made him cringe. Except for Bubbles.

As the tedious class droned on, Zim occupied himself by inspecting his ruler, tapping it rhythmically against various parts of his body: his forehead, his bottom lip, his knee, and his desk. Maybe these simplistic tools held the secret to fitting in, he mused. If only he could figure out how to actually use them.

Just then, Miss Bitters, the eternally unimpressed teacher, noticed Bubbles, the cheerful blue Powerpuff girl, walking in late. “You’re late, Bubbles!” she snapped, her voice laced with disdain. “Take a seat next to Zim.”

Bubbles instantly locked eyes with Zim. Her heart raced wildly as romantic thoughts flooded her mind, and she gazed at him, her expression softening into a blissful smile. Just as she was lost in the moment, Cartman’s voice jolted her back to reality.

Cartman: “Hey! Earth to BubblePuff!! Are you just going to stand there staring at Zim or are you going to sit with him, you simp?”

Kyle: “Cartman, leave her alone.”

Dib Membrane: “...? This isn’t going to end well, is it?”

Bubbles: “....?! Oh, um... okay... yeah, sorry, I was just, uh...” (blushing slightly, she walked to her seat, feeling nervous and shy).

Zim turned, eyebrows raised, and immediately caught a glimpse of Bubbles' wide, innocent eyes. She looked nervous, her signature bubbly demeanor quivering at the edges. He couldn't help but snarl instinctively, but it faded when he noticed her giggle—a sound that rippled through the air like a soft breeze. Why did his heart stutter?

A moment passed, and Bubbles averted her gaze, turning a shade of pink. Intriguingly, Zim's face softened. How can this "human" affect him so? With her sparkly blue dress and carefree demeanor, she stood out against the drab backdrop of the classroom, hinting at a sweetness he had never noticed before.

As the school day droned on, Zim couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different about Bubbles. While he had always judged humans as irritating, the more he observed her, the less irritating she became. In fact, she seemed… nice.

Behind him, other students whispered, their voices loud enough for him to hear over the boring lecture. "Zim has been here for so long and it’s Valentine's Day, yet he still doesn’t have a lover," one kid snickered. Zim felt a prickling tension rise in his chest. How could they say that? Zim was normal!

His gaze fell on Bubbles, who was barely listening to the surrounding chatter. Perhaps she wasn’t like those tedious "worm babies" after all. Seizing the moment in a burst of unexpected bravery, he jumped up and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, totally disregarding her shocked expression.

"Behold!" he declared, pointing dramatically at Bubbles. "My beloved lover! I love BUBBLES THE BLUE BUBBLY POWERPUFF GIRL with all my heart!"

The classroom erupted into a chorus of gasps and laughter, Cartman too amused to restrain his mockery. Bubbles, her face now a bright crimson, tried to find words of her own but stumbled over her own nerves. Zim, for the first time in his earthbound life, felt embarrassed and unsure. What had he just done?

Later that day, Zim sat alone at home, contemplating the strange sensation welling up in his chest. He needed guidance. Rushing over to GIR, his unintentionally hilarious robot companion, he blurted out, “GIR! What is this… feeling? I think I might have fallen… in ‘true love’!”

GIR twirled joyfully, bursting with excitement. “Love is like magic, master! It’s like discovering the most perfect shiny wrapper! You need to show her just how much you care and how much you truly like her!”

Zim: ....?!! I... what...? Is this a typical human experience?! To feel "in love"?!

GIR: Hehehe, master! It’s like the movies! There’s this whole romantic vibe filled with affection and all that good stuff.

Zim: ....! Hmm... Anything affectionate and romantic...? Anything at all...? (He pondered, a mix of curiosity and disbelief written on his face.)

“Care?” That word felt alien in his mouth. The notion of nurturing a “crush” was still foreign to him. Yet, it seemed more plausible with Bubbles. As GIR spouted off random “human love rituals,” Zim felt strangely drawn to the idea of actually winning her heart.

In the days that followed, Zim delved into research on true love and started to flirt with Bubbles during class. Clearing his throat in a playful, seductive tone, he turned to her with a confident smirk.

"Hey there, gorgeous! You’re looking super cute this morning!"

Bubbles was taken aback, feeling both flattered and nervous. She tried to mask her anxiety with a cheerful giggle. "Um, thanks, I... guess...!!" Immediately, she covered her face as her cheeks flushed, turning a rosy shade.

Zim's smirk widened with intrigue as he realized his plan was working perfectly.

Cartman chimed in with a teasing laugh, "Ooooooh, look who's got a crush on the simp!"

"Can you just leave them alone?" Dipper interjected.

Throughout the rest of the day, Zim continued to execute his love strategy, finding creative ways to impress Bubbles. He shared drawings, poems, and love notes, even presenting her with unusual gifts from his collection of intergalactic treasures. Each time he spotted her blush, he felt a surge of happiness.

Bubbles loved Zim’s eccentricity, but she was still unsure about his feelings. Cartman didn’t miss a beat, grimly teasing her mercilessly every chance he got. Each ribbing made Bubbles flustered, but she held onto the belief that Zim might just be sincere.

Finally, one fateful day, she decided it was time for honesty. Heart racing and hands sweaty, she approached him after school in a secluded part of Doomsville park. Zim stood there, looking uncharacteristically nervous, his alien demeanor softening at her presence.

“Zim,” she stammered, lowering her gaze to collect her thoughts. “I... I have something to tell—”

Zim cut in, a playful glint in his eyes as he leaned closer, his demeanor flirtatious. “Come on, dear Bubbles, is there something special you’d like to tell me?”

Bubbles, her cheeks flushed, stumbled over her words. “Um... well...”

Zim moved in even closer, wrapping his arms around her in a romantic gesture. “Don’t hold back, cutie. I can handle any Powerpuff wisdom you’ve got tucked away in that cute little head of yours.”

Bubbles hesitated, her heart racing as she struggled to find the right words. “Well... d-do you...?” She paused, her nerves getting the better of her. “Do you have feelings for me?!” The moment the words escaped her lips, she instantly clamped her mouth shut, mortified by her own boldness.

The question hung in the air, heavy with implications. Zim gulped, all his bravado fading away as he met her gaze. “Bubbles, I… I believe I do. This ‘love’ thing has made me rethink my disapproval of this planet’s’ inhabitants.”

Bubbles' eyes sparkled with joy, her heart brimming with hope. "Really? I think I might love you too!"

Zim: ...! In that case—(He leaned in slowly, their faces drawing closer as he kissed her fervently.)

Bubbles gasped in surprise at the unexpected kiss, feeling a warm wave of relaxation wash over her as she kissed him back.

In that moment, the barriers between alien and human melted away. Zim, once so focused on conquering Earth, found something far more meaningful: a connection with Bubbles. And with her innocent laughter filling the air, perhaps Doomsville didn’t seem so tedious after all.

[rararazaquato]

Tell us more about le cartoon version of Raincode you have please.

Like of other characters appearing and more dynamics, including episodes.

oh BABY you're in for a treat!!!

i have a whole google doc planned out for this thing, despite me having no animation experience gjgkhkh... this is gonna be the Public Lore Dump Post btw, and spoilers for all of rain code will be under the cut.

so the concept for this whole thing came about while watching the animations of youtuber OkayScreamingNow. super cool animation btw, their "psycho teddy" animation moderately blew up but i'm a huge fan of their "everybody likes you" video.

between watching those, a ton of aimkid videos, wince media's meat bun song, and nicktendo's mighty b review, i started feeling really nostalgic for mid-late 2000s animation, the stuff i grew up on. growing up creepie, yin yang yo, kenny the shark, all these were shows i adored as a kid. so, combined with my current rain code fixation, this little au came to be!

the general conceit of this au is that "Master Detective Archives" is a 2008 animated children's program that lasted for 20 episodes and is majority lost media. only a couple episodes exist in the bowels of shitty piracy sites, and even then those sites keep getting taken down. the more screenshots and concept art i make, the more is "revealed" about the show.

one of the things that interests me the most about children's media is how people worked around the censors. a lot of people are familiar with the story of the ren and stimpy adult party cartoon. for those who aren't familiar, when john "god's mistake" kricfalusi created an adult oriented reboot of ren and stimpy, the show was dogshit. with the new ability to rely on the crutch of whatever grossout sexual humor it wanted, it became a massive stain on john k's career (he has had other horrific stains both before and after apc, but i need to stress, no one liked apc).

for a more positive example, i love pretty much all of jhonen vasquez's work, but i find the humor and even some of the horror of invader zim to be more interesting than the same stuff in jthm, because iz was working under far stricter standards and practices.

what i'm trying to get at is that i enjoy the challenge of seeing how i can take concepts and make them more kid-friendly while still keeping the intrigue and interest the concepts originally had. i worked at a summer camp in 2022, and the driving force behind this little project was "keeping rain code camp-appropriate, but also keeping it interesting".

this ethos will hopefully explain some of the Big Changes i made to the story and characters. i do want to stress that i do not think i am improving on the original work. i think rain code is a story that, inherently, works better as an m-rated, gritty, cyberpunk-y murder mystery. i've just always been uniquely fascinated by this particular genre shift.

so, first major change: nocturnal detective agency has turned into nocturnal detective academy. this is a place where young minds, particularly those with supernatural powers, go to hone their craft. or at least... it was. now it's run exclusively by three people: headmaster Zange Eraser, school nurse and therapist Melami Goldmine, and teacher (and everything else) Yakou Furio.

i grew up with a book series called school of fear, which was about a small group of kids with severe phobias being sent to help conquer their fears at a highly rated school. however, it was actually just a kooky old lady and her massive mansion, and while she helped the kids get over their fears, she did it in unorthodox and occasionally darkly humorous ways. i remember a scene in the books where she put the claustrophobe and the kid afraid of death in a coffin for a few hours, and while that is absolutely NOT how exposure therapy works, the idea of a school that's just a few adults running a lowkey scam out of their house has always tickled my funny bone.

so the nda is a school, teaching detective skills and the like. of course, because yakou is my beautiful failwife, he mostly just sends his students out into the city of Kanai Ward to do their own investigative work and report back with what they've learned... as long as they don't get in trouble with Hecksmile or his goons, at least!

yeah, the other big change is that the peacekeepers are more like team rocket than corrupt cops. while i agree that the police suck, and a lot of older cartoons seem to share that sentiment (even some newer ones like gravity falls), having all the villains be evil, corrupt cops seems like a recipe to get s&p on your ass. so now, the cops just don't do anything, and Hecksmile and his goons just wreak havoc whenever they feel like it.

(i've already explained the hecksmile bit in a previous post, but i dont think any of the other names would need changing. maybe if this was the 90s, desuhiko and fubuki would get their names changed to something more eurocentric, but this isn't the 90s and that stuff was cringe even back then.)

there are only seven students at the academy, and i've de-aged these characters to be more relatable to the target audience: our main character yuma, halara, desuhiko, fubuki, vivia, pucci, and aphex. i'll detail them a bit here, because yakou, zange, and melami can all stay pretty similar (actually, melami doesn't randomly feel up strangers to get their clothing measurements anymore, but that's a pretty minor change).

yuma is still our main character, acting as the straight man and audience surrogate. the whole "number one" twist isn't really a thing with how this whole plot is set up, so his awkward and generally "scrunkly" attitude from the game is his natural state here. though none of the ages of the characters are specified, he's often called out as the youngest detective, probably in his preteens or early teenagehood. his coalescence is used for a lot of teamwork-based solutions to problems, but he isn't that great at actual mystery-solving.

this is where shinigami comes in! in the first episode, after some hijinks, yuma accidentally summons a death god. fortunately, he summons a teenage death god. she can only appear in her cool human form in her summoner's dreams, she can't interact with anyone in the physical world except her summoner, and she doesn't even have her reaper's license yet! regardless, she likes having a friend, so she helps yuma see things from different perspectives. i figured death spirits wouldn't be off the table, exactly (i mean, look at billy and mandy), but i think there's a certain humor in a death god not being able to do any soul reaping. i like to think she talks about it like her driver's license. "ugh, i'm not allowed to reap any souls until i'm 16 thousand years old! i'm only 14 thousand!!!" because of her teenagerdom, her human form is going to be far less sexualized. also because i think her canon outfit is a little ugly.

halara doesn't change much from canon. very mysterious and intimidating. no one knows their gender because everyone's too afraid to ask (and to find out, you'd have to pay them about $100 in cash). they still love cats but have an allergy to them, they still don't trust people, etc.

desuhiko changes a lot from canon. he's less actively creepy and more of a wannabe romantic. he has a tendency to fall for grown women, although he has absolutely no chance with any of them. this is played for laughs.

fubuki is another character who doesn't change much from canon. obscenely rich and super out of touch with everything around her. has occasional bursts of intelligence for comedy.

vivia is still everyone's favorite emo sadboy, writing poetry in the fireplace. his passive suicidal ideation, though interesting to explore in media made for adults, is very dangerous to put in a children's show, so we're nixing that. instead, he's just real sleepy and goth. he's also the least interested in doing actual detective work, so when he and yuma are investigating together, it gives yuma a chance to take the lead.

pucci doesn't change much from canon, but admittedly, we don't know too much about her. she's sensitive to noise, very thoughtful and introspective, but very awkward around people being nice to her.

and aphex. what to say about aphex. i don't like aphex for a number of reasons (anyone who played with jpn audio can back me up on this one), but the idea of someone who is initially violent and cruel becoming your (still somewhat violent and cruel) ally is a fun character trope to me. my go-to example is buford from phineas and ferb, and i think that's the role aphex would play. initially a threat, but eventually becomes softer and more well-developed. well, if the show got more seasons.

and that's our main cast! i could talk about kurumi, makoto, and martina, as i have a lot of cool ideas for them, but i have been writing this for like an hour and i think i need to chill ahaha... ty for the ask!!!

[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

Do you have any fav content with mickey thats nit disney? Like other fan works or something public domain?

I personaly like Backup detectives Au :) its fun to share things We like around like that

I like the worlds that were created by a amazing author on a03 thelovewytch, I will warn they are for mature 18 plus audiences since they are not afraid to go full steam, however I do think they are getting out of it now they've been posting a lot more Invader Zim, so I can only wish them the best on their Journey but their writing is a lot like mine where the Toons live in a reality with humans, it's my favorite genre,

I like to see everybody's interpretations of these adaptations, I like to see the different realities and different ways,

The other Au I've really really liked is the Moon and the caterpillar if they ever publish those as children's books I'm going to be the first to buy them because I read and showed it to my mother and she said the same, she's a preschool teacher.

I am a quiet supporter and tend to be a lurker I just don't know how else to support other then publicly since I'm not in any Discord servers or feel comfortable reaching out I've been attacked before had my information doxed so I tend to be pretty reclusive, I don't mind people reaching out to me to start that connection, but I don't reach out to people,

[princesspuresarahk]

   Invader Zim Fanfic au

The Nightmare Begins part 1

Warning before read for some language and dark sexual mature things in a scene(mustbe18+)

In the deepest districts of space was tranquil and faint as endless stars and planets shined in the distance or as it seemed to be until the electric beeping sounds of ship could be heard but not just any kind of ship but was a Irken ship as a screen inside appeared with the initials I.D as the Irken within the ship pressed their hand confirming their identification as the screen turned purple over the control panel, displaying a rotating hologram of a Shuvver. This was a message as the unknown Irken pressed a blue button to answer, then tapped on the shuvver to open it, ceasing its rotating, zooming in on it as a Irken text appeared, again pressing part of the shuvver and control panel changes, as the Irken examines more texts and information is released turning red the Irken scrolls through the text but stops to read a notice? They click on it After reading through it, the reflection of their ruby rose eyes widen in excitement and determination.

Meanwhile, in another part of space, many Irken ships were seen passing through in fact, all were heading towards a purple planet with a metal ring around it, it was Conventia as all ships began to approach it the announcer materialized to greet the guests as monitors floated in space broadcast “Welcome, brave Irken soldiers. Welcome to Conventia, the Convention hall planet. Please proceed to the docking ring and take the complimentary teleporters to the planet’s surface!” as shuvvers approach the docking ring as mechanical tubes stretch out attaching to it pink energy through sending into the docking ring, where it’s projected onto Conventia via satellite and sending the guests down. On the planet, monitors hover above the city, some displaying the announcer and other advertisements one being a green monkey-like creature, as spittle runners fly over the city the announcer calls out again “Be sure to visit the gift shop for all kinds of cheap useless stuff!” a beam of the same pink energy hits a receptor, causing an Irken to materialize in its beam. The announcer continues “If you’re here for the great assigning, remember where you parked and proceed to the main convention hall.” Many Irkens walk towards the convention hall, while Irken security monitors the crowds on hovering pods. The Irkens enter the convention hall, as a little robot waved to them in greeting “Galactic conquest is here!”Raising its stubby little arms in a repeat loop. While inside the main convention hall, Irkens walks in as huge crowds fill the hall. On the stage at the front of the convention hall, a disk-shaped metal pod was set up as electric current charge between the ceiling and the pod as irken invaders stood on a platform curved around the back of the metal pod. The hoverscreens display as the convention announcer hovers over the sides of the pod making a declaration “Now, wiggle your antennae in salute because here they are! You’re all-knowing, all-powerful, The Almighty Tallest!

A beam of light shines down from the ceiling and onto the pod. Hatches on the pod unlock and it opens up, emitting smoke. The Irkens proceed to wiggle their antennae in salute. As the top half of the pod begins to rise to the ceiling. Small floating spheres emerge from the bottom half of the pod and rise above the audience. The metal spheres emit lasers in all directions. Two posts lower from the ceiling pod, which creates a holograph between them. A hover disk detaches from the bottom of the ceiling pod. It lowers downwards, with Almighty Tallest Red and Purple the tallest Irkens of the empire (both at 6’0ft) standing on it. Waving to the crowds the disk emits lasers from the rim. The audience cheers. “Thank you! Thank you!”Purple declared as Red turned to him with a grin “See, told you they'd love the lasers.” while Purple gave an annoyed look not convinced “Everything is lasers with you! I'm telling you, smoke machines are what the people really…ah!”Before he could finish A laser beam hits him in the eye as he quickly covers it with a painful hiss, screaming in pain and falling over on his butt. As the audience cheers on, Red continues to smirk “See?” he declares as the disk-shaped platform lands on the lower half of the pod. As Red talks, Purple gets back up rubbing his eye and sending a glare as Red announces his speech. “Welcome mighty Irken soldiers! You are the finest examples of military training the Irken army has to offer! Good for you. Standing behind us, however, are the soldiers we've chosen for roles in one of the most crucial parts of operation "Impending Doom 2". He yells, with the hologram behind them going from a blank screen to that of a galactic map. Red calls out “You in the audience just get to sit and watch.”

Purple mentions “You should have tried harder!” when sighing up for this plan as tried to explain Red “These superior ones-“ Purple (cuts him in): -Not quite as superior as us of course!” Red scoffed before continuing “Pffff… Duh! These less superior than us but still quite superior soldiers will each be assigned to an enemy planet!” with both further explaining “There, you will blend in with the hideous native inhabitants…” Red…All while gathering crucial information, assessing the planet's weaknesses, making it vul-ner-able to our big… spaceship… gang!” Purple yelling “The armada? Now, let the assigning begin!”

The crowd is silent. With only one Irken in the back of the audience letting a “Whooooo!” as the assigning begins

“Step forward, Invader Larb.” Red ordered! Invader Larb (standing 5’10ft) hops onto the pod. A little ramp extends from the Tallest's disk to the pod. Larb runs up the ramp. The Tallest look him over “Ah! You seem to have grown since last you stood before us, soldier!” Larb stood proud “You've been assigned to the planet Blorch, (The holograph behind them shows a picture of Invader Larb being attacked by giant rats.) home of the slaughtering rat people!” Invader Larb face was saddened hurt by the awful image “Why would you draw that?!” his eyes watered. But Red continued “However, because of your increased height, we have decided to give you the planet Vort, (The picture changes to one of Invader Larb relaxing on a large couch.) home of the universe's most comfortable couch. Relief fell quickly over the young invader’s face letting a happy “Yeeeeeees!” takes his assignment sheet from Purple and then slide away joyfully. “Next, Invader Spleen!” said Invader Spleen walks up. Both Red and Purple let out Oooh! impressed by the big, long body (at 5’11ft) of Invader Spleen, who eyes them quizzically.

Meanwhile, A Voot Cruiser flies towards the docking ring in a rush as the driver yells from inside “Move it, move it! Invader coming! Move it! Argh, move it! Get out of the way!” trying to find a place to park until they sandwiched their Voot Cruiser in between two docked Viral Tanks.

Back to the Great Assigning. The Tallest were finishing up “And last… INVADER SKOODGE!” A short(5’2ft), fat Invader with a stained shirt walks up. They were immediately not impressed Red looked at him pitifully “Oh, now that's just sad.” Purple (Loudly agreed) “COULD YOU GET ANY SHORTER?!” as Invader Skoodge looks at the Almighty Tallest sadly hurt by their disappointment “You will be assigned to Blorch, home of the slaughtering rat people. Thank you.” A picture of Invader Skoodge being attacked by the rat people appears on the holo screen. Painful tears swell up in Skoodge's eyes at his fate. The mysterious Irken pushes his way to the front of the main convention hall through the crowds of Irkens.“Get out of the way! Move Please, move sorry Please! Out of my way sorry! Move! You're in my way!” as Red declares “Thus concludes the great assigning!” the Irken pushes further “Move! You're in my way! Out of the way, please! Get out of the way! Move Please! Move Please! and so on…as Red finishes “Help yourselves to some nachos, and we'll see you at the equipping station.”

“Yes, gorge yourselves… you MOOCHES!”Purple added the mysterious Irken hearing this yells out “No, no, no! Wait!” waving an arm from the front of the crowd. Catching the Tallest's attention! Red gasped “That voice!”The Irken crawls onto the pod. “No!” he panicked as did Purple “It can't be!” the Ireken reared his head up as Red and Purple yelled “ZIM!”

Zim walks up to where the Tallest are. Invader Skoodge slowly backs away from Zim. catching his breath Zim explained to his leaders “Sorry I'm late, my Tallest. I couldn't find my invitation. You're lucky I made it at all.” Red frowned annoyed (oh hell)“You weren't invited at all.” as did Purple “Weren't you banished to Foodcourtia? Shouldn't you be… frying something?”

Zim grinned “Oh, I quit when I found out about this.” Purple raised a brow “You quit being banished?” can banish people do that? Red didn’t care “The Assigning is over, Zim!”He pointed out. Zim couldn’t accept it “But you can't have an invasion without me! I was in operation "Impending Doom 1". Don't you remember?” Purple frowned as well at the mention “Oh, yes… We remember….” he groaned sarcastically (Flashback to a decade ago on planet Irk.) Sirens are going off, and several explosions occur. As two Irkens fearfully run towards a parked Spittle Runner, but abruptly turn around and run away from the ship right before a large robotic foot of Frontline Battle Mech #4 crushes it. In the cockpit of the battle mech, a 16-year-old Zim pulls levers while laughing maniacally. One of his Irken Operators was very concerned “But sir, we're still on our own planet!” trying to get some common sense from the distracted teen, but Zim who was going overboard in command ignored his comrade “Silence! Twist those knobs! Twist those knobs! You! Pull some levers! Pull some levers!”

The Irken operators obey disdainfully. The Almighty Tallest watches speechlessly from a building as the battle mech hellish rampages through the wrecked city with Zim's laughter ringing in the air. Further damage occurs as the large cannon on the mech's back pivots around, firing indiscriminately with its sweeping laser. The flashback ends. Zim attempts to smile innocently. “I put the fires out.” Slightly embarrassed by the incident knowing how big of a mess he made that day led him to be banished to Foodcourtia where he had to work as a waitress and sometimes cook where he had to work his ass off to save up enough money to survive and mostly for a ship to get off the planet when he learned of Impending Doom 2 he knew he had to get back to makeup to his Mighty Tallests! Red didn’t buy it “You made them worse!” Yet Zim tried to be less awful “Worse… or better?" Purple tried to get the Irken off “Guh… Besides, no Invader has ever been so… very small. You're very small, Zim. You're a tiny… thing.” He commented bluntly.

Indeed out of most of the Irkens soldiers, Zim was the shortest of the bunch (only standing at 5’1ft) almost considered a runt. Zim was determined he was more than that “BUT… Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant RADIOACTIVE ROBO-PANTS! The pants command me!.. DO NOT IGNORE MY VEINS!!” Red groand again wanting this to be over so awkwardly tried a form of appreciation “As a show of… gratitude for your service in the past… eh… Here's a sandwich.”

Red pulls a baloney sandwich out of his belt he’d been saving for a snack handing it to Zim. Confusing the young Irken “But…” he tried to say but Purple cut in “Thanks for coming, everybody!” ready to end this as Zim tried their attention back “Hello!?”But Purple didn’t hear “Goodnight!” Zim yelled again “Hello! Hello! WAIT!!! Purple was frustrated “What? You got your sandwich!” by the stars it was like talking to a child wanting attention. Zim breathed deeply it was his last chance to convince them “My Tallest, an opportunity to prove I truly can be an Invader is all that I ask! Gimme! (Clutching his gravitated sandwich pleadingly looking with big ruby rose eyes, as if he is expecting them to give him something else.)

Suddenly Red had an idea he quietly whispered to Purple “Hold on, I've got a plan (nodding his way to Zim) as Purple obverses Red’s plan “We see now that you are truly deserving.” Zim felt satisfied with these words “Yes. Yes, I am.” Has he convinced his Tallests at last? As Red continued his lie “You will be sent to a planet so mysterious, no one has even heard of it!” Purple joined in “Right! And those who have heard of it… dare not speak its name!” curious Zim asked “What's its name?” Purple smiled enjoying this plan “Oh, I dare not speak it!” Zim unsure asked almost skeptically “Where is it?”

Red had to act fast “Um…” (He starts walking around, searching the holograph of the universe for a planet.) “Uh… Uh… Um… Right there!” pointing to a slip of paper taped to the holograph pole that shows the outline of a planet and a question mark in it with the word "planet?" written underneath it. Zim was immediately impressed “Ooh! Oooooooooh! A secret mission!” excited by this assignment looked at Red “Happy now?” hoping his trick worked as Zim gave a “Yes.” Relieved he declared the next orders “Invaders, Report to the equipment hall! Oh, and remember, Lasers!” a said laser again hits Purple in the eye. “Ahhhhhh!” and fall on his butt again rubbing his poor eye before angrily hissing at Red “The universe will be ours for the taking! It's only a matter of time before all the races of the Universe serve… the IRKEN EMPIRE!!!”

Purple still rubbing his poor eye decides to get some comfort food and mentiones “I'll have them serve me the curly fries.”

Unknown the call for "Curly fries" is echoed over and over as a close-up of the slip of paper with the unknown planet changes across the galaxy that looks exactly like the planet on the slip of paper. For across the galaxy at light speeds away the mysterious planet otherwise known as planet Earth is visible, a city is shown from there as a house and on the roof of that home a 10-year-old boy of Mexican descent is visible his name Dib Membrane with black, scythe-like hair, wearing a pair of round glasses and a trademark black trench coat along with a blue shirt with a ghost face on it, sitting on a rooftop receiving a transmission from Conventia. He's there with a laptop computer attached to a satellite and wearing headphones listening intensely. He quickly pulls off his headphones shock on his face as he spoke out “They're coming!” he had to tell someone! Jumping off the roof he slides down a pipe to tell his family what he heard.

Meanwhile, inside the kitchen of the house, a young girl with violet hair wearing a short black dress with striped gray sleeves, striped reddish leggings, black shoes, and a necklace in the shape of a skull. She was looking for a drink opening the refrigerator inside but she was not happy when she didn’t find a soda she wanted “Dib drank the last soda. He will pay!” she swore grudgingly unhappy that the sugary drink she was looking forward to was gone, her brother won’t get away with it! Outside, said Dib slides down the rest of the pipe and swings into an open window, falling into the sink filled with water. “They're coming!” he yelled jumping out of the sink Dib runs to his father, Professor Membrane. He was an extremely tall man (standing at tall 7’1ft) with broad shoulders and a heavyweight muscular body hidden underneath his lab coat with the bottom half of his face covered with a long collar, purple gloves, and big black boots. Like his son, has black, scythe-like hair, but wears goggles instead of glasses. He is a famous scientist and one of the most important people in the world even having a TV show called Probing the Membrane of Science, though as a Father he is rarely at home, due to his very busy/sometimes demanding schedule at his job with rare times at being home which was at this time right now as Dib ran up calling for his attention “Dad! They're coming! I heard them! I actually heard them! I was up on the roof, and I heard this transmission that was coming through!” But Professor Membrane was busy “Shtshtshtsht! Not now son! I'm making (sparks of electricity fly everywhere) TOAST!” as the Professor lifted up a piece of toast triumphantly. Dib runs to his sister, Gaz. who is holding a juicebox since she couldn't find a soda. “Gaz, they're coming! They really are!”She looks at him irritably “Who's coming, Dib?” the 8-year-old asks sarcastically as Dib wearily looks out the window towards the stars “I don't know…” unaware of the events to come.

At the equipping station, where the Invaders gather around the Almighty Tallest. Purple puts a compact robot on the ground, which unfolds into a two-foot-tall robot. “This is your Standard Issue Information Retrieval Unit, also known as a SIR. It will assist you in gathering valuable knowledge during your mission.” Red adding “It's also a thermos!” as Purple picks up the SIR and it compacts again; “Who wants this one?” an Invader nicknamed O.S raised his hand “I do!” Purple throws it to him but it hits the Invader with a big ‘thunk!’ O.S letting out ‘Ow!’ woozily saying a “Thank you.” Walking off with his SIR. “Everyone else, line up and take a robot!” Red called as invaders line up. Out of the wall, a long mechanical tentacle that serves as a conveyor belt emerges. Several compact SIR units slide down. The first Invader in line, Invader Larb, steps up. A SIR detaches from the wire and unfolds, on its feet and ready for action. Larb sets out his orders “SIR! Go warm up my ship's engines.” The SIR gives a salute ready for orders “Yes master, I obey!” as SIR and Larb walk off as Zim steps forward excited for his turn. “Finally! A robot slave of my own!”He reaches his arms out, waiting to get his own SIR.

Red contemptuously sets another idea “Um, eh, we have a "top-secret" model for you, Zim,” Red waves his hand over a hole near him and a trashcan emerges. Red searches through the discarded SIR parts and an old shoe box as Purple pulls out a screw, 2 pennies, a paper clip, and a rubber ball from his pocket band. As Red attaches some eyes to a head, Purple dumps the junk in as supplies of a brain for the new robot. Purple makes a howling kind of whistle noise and tosses the hunk of junk in the box tossing it in front of Zim. It lies there, inactive “It looks kind of… not good,” “Yes! Well, that's what the enemy will think!”Purple assured, Red nodding in agreement “Get it?” Zim looked convinced “I see! Very good! It even fooled me! I am honored to be trusted with such advanced technology,”

The Almighty Tallest giggle to themselves at Zim’s naivety for falling for this trick, but observes Zim confused “Um, is it supposed to not work?” he appreciates the top-secret robot but how was it supposed to work? Purple winked to continue their lie "Oh Zim the best part of this"top-secret" model for you, Zim is that you’ll get to build the rest of the model yourself to advance its programming to your preference,” Zim’s large ruby rose eyes widen at the bright idea “Oh course it makes sense my Tallests thank for this opportunity I will not fail on this mission as your Invader Zim!” he yelled joyfully as Zim excitedly walked off with his “special model” unaware of mockery, as the Tallest continue to snicker.

Later that night Zim lay in his small bed in the cheapest hotel he could find in Conventia for the night. tomorrow the Invaders shall set course to their destinations “I can’t believe it soon I will set out as an invader,” he whispered as he screwed the last bolt to his ‘SIR’ with one of his little tools set it was all he could afford due to using his hard worked tired savings as a waitress to gather supplies for his mission being careful not to spend too much and have enough money for when he arrives to his planet, especially having gone through a lot of humiliation as a waitress having to serve, cook, and sometimes clean messes at the diners he worked at trying to earn good tips from customers even if they were big jerks. He slightly frowned at the thought remembering times he had to put up with guys who made lewd comments about his body as Zim tried to control his annoyance/anger to snap back at them or accidentally pour ice drinks on them when one would give his butt a pinch or slap calling him “sweet bottom” or “sugar babe” “hot cheeks” or some even dirtier ones he darn not say he even remembers when Zim almost lost his temper when working at his 2nd job at a buffet place with privates booths when of the customers from a space biker grabbed him as he was serving their food by the waist trying to be flirty by making Zim sit on his lap saying how “like how sexy ya look in that waitress dress,” grabbing his hip giving a squeeze as Zim blushed in anger that rose when he suddenly felt the blue alien brute's pants harden cock against his bottom “ how bout you take a break sweet bottom and have a little fan under the table with us I’m sure ya boss won’t mind when we pay a good tip,” he tossed a big bag of cash and star crystals gems that are worth a lot “and maybe later little muffin we can take you on moonlight ride on our spacehogs,’’ they all snickered one commenting “he didn’t mean their bikes,”damn these brutes Zim felt his blood boiling as he continued to struggle out of the guy’s grip with the others dirty comments “think he can take three at once” he wanted to throw up “I got two in my pants I bet I can get him screaming like a..” Let Go “I wonder what color his panties are,” Let Go “I bet I can get him wet,” that’s it!

“I TOLD YOU LET ME GO DAMN BRUTS!” the next thing Zim gave the guy holding him a good hard ‘slap!’ shocking the biker and loosening his grip allowing Zim the opportunity to slip off his lap and ducking under the table grabbing the bag of cash with him before crawling under the table trying not to cringe in disgust seeing that the other bikers had full on hard bulges peeking out from arousal outlining in their leather pants as he crawled away from the table as they laughed hard at the biker who got slapped for his misfortune to shocked at the stinging red hand mark Zim left on his left cheek it even had a cut from his nails he sure knew would turn into a scar later. Zim quickly fled to the back of the kitchens in the food storage to hide when his boss came out to see what the commotion was about, he stayed there until he was sure the bikers left and was called in by his boss who gave him a scolding to him that Zim thought was unfair as he was the one being harassed but it was over and Zim was sent home with a warning cutting half his check but at least the good part he secretly kept the giant tip that was able to get him off the planet later on.

Letting out a heavy breath Zim calmed himself wiping away the tear peaking from his eyes. He swore he’d never return to Foodcourtia this is his chance to prove to his Tallest he swears it. Suddenly, a sound interrupts Zim’s train of thought as the robot activates its red glowing eyes looking up to Zim opening its eyes like a new baby, “GIR, reporting for duty!” Zim raised a brow looking at his little robot “GIR? What does the 'G' stand for?” he asked curious to his surprise GIR's eyes turned blue (well that’s new?). GIR shrugged “I don't know!” he looked at “Are you my Mama?” “Mama!” Does this robot think I’m its parent? “Well GIR in a way yes I did build you myself, but I am your Master Zim understand,” GIR stands there awkwardly. He then hits himself in the head repeatedly. “Wheeeeee hoo hoo hoo! I Luv My Mama! Wheeeeeeee hoo hoo hoo!” Zim is curious yet confused about this odd behavior “Um, are you supposed to not work?”(Hmm, but Tallest Purple did say it’s advanced.) Zim shook the thought off before proceeding to prepare for the trip continuing as GIR proceeded to bounce on his head repeatedly by midnight both alien and robot went to sleep resting for the journey ahead of them.

The Next Morning All the Irken ships start to leave Conventia. Zim's Voot Cruiser was the last to separate from the rest and towards his destination heading for Earth. Zim “Okay, GIR! Our mission begins now! Let us reign some doom upon the filthy heads of our doomed enemies!” GIR happily nods “I’m gonna sing the doom song now Mama! Doom, doom, doom, doo doom, doom” (and so on) Zim types on his computer “In the meantime, I will be looking up research on Earths history and information in preparation of disguises and background for our arrival GIR we’ll need to be ready to blend in and through off any suspicion of our identities,” Zim declare as GIR continues to sing the doom song as the Voot Cruiser zooms off.

stay tuned The Nightmare Begins Part 2

credit to the lovely Helen aka https://delhe-dalim.tumblr.com/ of her version Professor Membrane in this story.

[neolxzr]

i find it really funny when in hypothetical future AU hi-skool aged fan content that zim and dib are still in ms. bitters' class. they recieve one (1) teacher as kindergarten babies and then never leave. i think thats hysterical

[invadernurse]

Catching Flies (Revised) Ch.11

Eh? Eh??? She's back?

Yep. I am.

If you're unfamilliar with the story: It's an Invader Zim fanfic with a Found Family trope, a slow burn romance with Professor Membrane, and a afab non-binary teacher!Reader (that's really more of an OC than anything at this point.)

Anyways Here's the link to the first chapter. And a link to the master post. And the previous chapter in case you wanna see if that sparks your memory.

Chapter 11: House of Chaos

Overall rating: Teen

Summary: You catch more flies with honey than vinegar. That’s what they say anyway.

Teacher!Reader makes the mistake of trying to help the two most troubled kids in your class. This leads to forming a science club, learning some childhood psychology, adopting an alien older than you, and somehow catching Professor Membrane’s interest.

Afab Non-binary Reader;

The reader does have a last name: Nemo– which means no-name.

The Membrane house was a bit different than you expected. You had thought it would be something grand-- a high-tech and sleek home that was the height of both technology and modern architecture. Instead, while it did stand out, it was also more...common. Like an ordinary two story house that was slightly modified but not much. And the inside, while eccentric, was normal. 

Absolutely normal.

It was so extremely weird. 

"So this is your teacher?" A small girl appeared next to Dib, who had answered the door along with Zim. She peered at you through thick eyelashes, a dark look in her golden eyes. "They don't look special."

"Gaz, be nice," Dib warned, shooting his sister a look. "Please?"

You offered a faint smile, a little disturbed by the odd feeling climbing up your spine. You weren't exactly one to believe in auras and energies, yet something about Gaz was decidedly ...different. You vaguely recall Meyer’s words, and could almost believe them. Almost. 

"You must be Gaz,” you greeted after a moment. “Your reputation precedes you."

She briefly looked at your offered hand and decided to glare at you instead. "And?"

Was this really an elementary student? She seemed far more than just a child. You could almost see why Meyers seemed so terrified of her. "...I try not to let my first impressions be tainted by other people's opinions," you said after a moment, gaining a faint smile. More of a smirk, really.

"Wise idea." She dismissed you as she pulled a GameSlave2 from her pocket, already absorbed in it by the time she settled on the couch. 

"Gaz is a terrifying creature," Zim whispered as the boys led you away from the living room and into the kitchen. "I have yet to see another human as formidable as her. Thankfully, as long as you don’t interrupt her video games or get between her and pizza, she will leave you alone.”

“Uh huh,” you said doubtfully, though you couldn’t help but notice the slight awe in his voice. 

“Master Dib! Oh and guests!” A robot rolled into view as you entered the kitchen, and as odd as it was, it made absolute sense for the Membrane home. It wasn’t anything like Zim’s parent-drones, but a blocky kind of robot, a chef’s hat on its head and an oven inside its body. “May Foodio 3000 interest you in an afternoon snack? Pizza rolls? Fruit? Smoothie? A nine-course banquet?” 

“Uh, pizza rolls I guess,” Dib answered distractedly as he set his computer up on the table. 

“Perfect! And for you?” The robot turned towards Zim expectantly, a smile on its simulated face, which Zim glowered at. 

“I don’t want any of your disgusting food,” he waved him off, settling into the chair across from Dib, while you reluctantly took the last seat. 

“Disgusting?” The robot… gasped. Somehow.  “Au contraire! I am the latest Foodio model, able to cook any desired course in a matter of minutes! From delicate baklava to something like a simple corn dog, nothing is too complicated for me! Please, I must insist! What is your favorite dish?” 

“Just order something,” Dib said before Zim could open his mouth. “It’s a fault in his programming, but he won’t give up until he gives you something.”

“Fine,” Zim sighed. “How about, I don’t know, a taco. Meatless!” he quickly added, “And plenty of that one sauce, what does Gir call it again? Flaming poo of death?” 

“Ah! Taco palace’s infamous deathly poo sauce!” Foodio’s eyes lit up as he clapped its hands together before turning to you. “And for you?"

“Uh,” you paused, racking your brain before asking about your favorite snack. 

“Perfect! I will be right back with your food!” 

“Whatever happened to Clembrane?” Zim asked as you watched in fascination as Foodio buzzed about the kitchen, his two hands moving faster than your eyes could keep up. 

“He just disappeared one night,” Dib answered, apparently knowing who (or maybe what?) Zim was referring to. “Which is kinda disappointing, I was starting to like the pudding too. Dad was happy though, he thought it meant he was completely healed from his hallucination.” 

“What?” You turned back, brows knitted in confusion at the last piece of the conversation. Both boys paused, as if caught red handed. 

“Nothing!” Both boys denied instantly, making you even more suspicious. You readied yourself to pry more when you heard a door open. The door just off the kitchen had opened, and you presumed it was to a basement of some sort as Professor Membrane stepped out, wiping some kind of dust off his white lab coat. 

"I figured you boys were ready to start on the blueprints today." Membrane stated as he entered, making you pause. You knew he had expressly invited you, but you were still expecting some kind of negative reaction. Instead, he seemed more preoccupied with a small device in his hands. "I borrowed this prototype from the R and D department. I think it will be quite helpful, and there is only a moderate risk of it self-destructing…" 

Professor Membrane trailed off, and it took a second to realize his attention was on you. You blushed and gave a small wave shyly, which seemed to spur him to action. 

"R-right, Mx Nemo. Sorry, I was, ehem, joking about the risk of this exploding. It's quite minimal, I assure you." 

Did he...stutter? The realization caught you off guard as he settled in between the boys, directly across the table from you. Yet there were no other oddities in his behavior; in fact as soon as the small device turned on, creating a holographic model of the boys' device, it was pure professionalism. 

Well, not pure professionalism. You were delightfully surprised to watch the three discuss the schematics, even if it was completely impossible for you to try to follow along. The discussion of hydraulics, power sources and outputs were far out of your level comprehension, but obviously not theirs. And watching the boys engage positively with someone other than you, someone who completely understood them, was amazing. Professor Membrane was patient to listen to them, and then either agree or explain the flaws or alternatives that would be better. 

After a while, however, you started to wonder what exactly you were doing here. The three were obviously off in their own little world, the two boys actually behaving and arguing productively without fighting or name calling. 

Maybe you should just leave? You glanced up at the clock; it was approaching supper time. You could use that as an excuse, even if Foodio's snack had quelled any hunger. 

"Are you sure we can't add a laser?" Membrane asked almost petulantly, drawing your attention from your thoughts. "It's the most practical means for guidance and targeting."

"You read the requirements," Dib sighed, scratching his head. "No lasers. Plus it would be too much for the battery. We're already pushing it."

"Well if you let me put a fission fuel cell there, we would have enough power for a million lasers to destroy our enemies with!" Zim snarled, frustration evident in his voice as well as the snarling expression on his face. 

Dib sighed and rubbed his nose. "For the last time, Zim. We're not using a nuclear power cell and it isn't a weapon. It's supposed to be for exploration only."

"We would explore our enemy's world first and then destroy them!" 

Zim started with the maniacal laughter until Gaz (who must have entered during the discussion without you noticing) decided it was too much and threw a cookie at him. "It's too early for that, Zim. Shut up."

"Now daughter, throwing food at our guests isn't nice."

"But his voice is so annoying." Gaz made her way from the counter to your side, and you tried not to act unsettled as she glared up at you with squinted amber eyes. "Are you smart enough to be more than cannon folder?"

"Uh…" What?

"We've talked about recruiting others for your schemes, Gaz," Professor Membrane said without missing a beat, his attention not even drifting from the holographic model he was tinkering with. "Besides, Mx. Nemo is hardly cannon fodder."

You swore he glanced at you from behind his goggles, yet you could see nothing but the light reflecting off them. Either way, you were highly curious, and rather disturbed, by what they meant by ‘cannon fodder.’ And the fact they were discussing it as if talking about meaningless death was normal… 

"It's Vampire Piggy Deus Ex Machina 3,” Gaz explained to her father, as if that made perfect sense. Which, it did actually. You were well aware of the Vampire Piggy series. “I need a second player and no one online is volunteering. Their day will soon come where they will regret not offering their sacrifice to me, but first I have to beat this boss." 

"While video games have their benefits, I am sure Mx Nemo likely has more important things to do," Professor MEmbrane sighed before you could say anything. “I can assist you later tonight or tomorrow.”

“But I need it now,” Gaz growled, clenching her small fists. “I have the other side quests completed. This is the only one left! If I don’t get it done now, I will die.” 

"Actually, I enjoy the Vampire Piggy saga,” you boldly interrupted as Professor Membrane sighed at the child’s dramatics. “I haven't played the Deus Ex Machina spin offs yet, but I'd be willing to give it a shot. I haven't been much help to you boys anyways." 

--+--

Was it slightly immature and improper of you to slip away from where your students were working to play videogames with their younger sibling? Probably. Would you have a massive anxiety attack about it later? Undeniably. 

Were you enjoying yourself as you and Gaz cleared out a den of vampiric swine together? Absolutely.

 The girl played far better than you expected someone of her age group with her quick reflexes and keen mind. There was no looking up walk throughs or anything as you put your minds together to figure out the puzzles, or strategize to defeat the Boar of all Vampires. 

It was like a throwback to your college days, making you almost giddy. When was the last time you were able to play a video game? Usually you were so overwhelmed with papers to grade and plans to revise that you never had time to even think about it.

Granted, you still had those left to do, and would regret this come morning. But right now you were enjoying the fleeting happiness and serotonin.

"Gazleen, Mx. Nemo, Dinner will be ready in exactly ten minutes and thirty seconds," Foodio called, and you glanced over, seeing the oven (?) that comprised his middle section glow warmly, though you couldn't see what was inside. "Please find an acceptable place to end the game and join us in the dining room."

"Ugh," Gaz sighed, already opening the menu to save while your gaze shot to the clock. It was a quarter past seven, which was far longer than what you intended. 

You swore under your breath, then winced as you noticed Gaz's cheshire smile, confirming she heard you. "I really should head home. It's far too late and I…"

"No no no! Dinner is nearly complete! I have calculated everything perfectly for everyones over all nutrition and dietary needs!" If it was possible for a robot to look distressed, Foodio looked absolutely panicked as it interlaced its fingers. "Having guests over has been an exciting new experience! Please stay!"

"Don't reject his food," Gaz muttered from your side. "He tends to malfunction when you do and can get a little murdery." 

You quickly looked between the robot and the small girl, trying hard to decide if she was kidding or not. Surely Professor Membrane wouldn't allow a defect like that to be around his children. After all, children could be notoriously picky eaters. 

Or maybe that was the way he got his children not to complain about their food. You couldn't tell if that was insane or brilliant.

"Mx. Nemo, I insist you stay. It's the least I could do to repay you." Professor Membrane spoke as he exited the kitchen, no doubtedly hearing your protest. 

"Y-you don't need to repay me…" you protested, wringing your hands together nervously. It was one thing to visit a student’s house to help with an after-school project…. Then end up playing video games for over an hour. But then to stay for dinner? As Repayment?  For what? "Honestly, I've been unprofessional enough today." 

His head tilted slightly while he crossed his arms. "I'm puzzled, I haven't seen any kind of unprofessional  behavior from you, today or any time before." 

You opened your mouth, already partially gesturing to the large tv where the game system's home screen was still visible, before Gaz grabbed your hand and pulled hard. 

"Just give up now and accept your fate." 

--+--

Surprisingly, dinner was going much better than you expected. It was more like a family affair despite you and Zim's presence, with all three children bickering between mouthfuls of food; something about bigfoot versus yeti which went over your head. Not that you were paying much attention. 

You had taken the seat next to the professor, and subsequently was pulled into an...interesting  conversation.

"Dib had explained how there was a reassignment for the science club," He started, eyebrows knitted in a frown. "I have to admit, that is quite disappointing."

"I know, I was so pi--frustrated," you quickly corrected as three pairs of relatively innocent eyes focused on you, as if they had specialized hearing for forbidden words, "when I was told. Mr. Boltzmann and Meyers made their mind up and I didn't even get a chance to throw my two cents in. I mean, I know I'm not exactly an expert in the scientific field, but no one else was trying. No one seemed to give a damn, and I bet that they still don't. Boltzmann only cares because he has new equipment to play with, and Meyer's a sexist pig who seems to thrive on causing misery." You stabbed the carrot with a little more force than needed, the metal of your fork scratching against the plate. The jarring sound broke through your dark thoughts and reminded you of your surroundings. 

Gaz didn't seem to be paying any attention as she devoured the pizza slice in front of her, while the boys on either side of her were either snarling with rage (Zim) or at least upset on your behalf (Dib.)

But you were more worried with the Professor's reaction to your impromptu rant. While he may somehow find your somewhat unprofessional behavior acceptable to this point, there was no way he wouldn't frown upon such behavior (or language) in front of the children. 

Of course, there was no possible way to study his facial expression; the goggles reflected the light that hung over the table, and the collar of his lab coat still covered everything below the bridge of his nose (though you had sworn you had caught a glimpse of his unshaven jaw while he had been eating. Just a split second of a dark five-o'clock shadow and pale skin. But it was more than anything you had seen on the web.) 

"Those insignificant pigs will cower before us!" Zim suddenly shouted, jumping up onto his chair and holding his spoon as if it were a weapon. "They shall rue the day-"

"Sit down," Gaz snapped, tugging harshly on his oversized shirt to set him off balance. "Be quiet. I'm eating."

"But revenge-!"

"No," you and Professor Membrane echoed one another, causing you to glance briefly at him and then blush. You didn't fail to notice he cleared his throat and adjusted his goggles almost nervously. 

"I'm touched that you feel that way," you started after a moment. "But it would be wrong of you to get involved. You could get in serious trouble, and that is the last thing you guys need."

"Mx. Nemo is right. We'll settle this, and in the meantime we want you to focus on your project." 

It was awkward yet inspiring to have Professor Membrane agreeing with you. Yet, you wondered if there really was anything anyone could do. "Besides, Meyers is sort of right," you admitted with a sigh. "Science and literature are two vastly different subjects. Boltzmann is far more qualified on paper for running a science club."

The outrage for Dib and Zime was instantaneous. "No!" Dib shouted while Zim scoffed.

"Hah! As if!" 

"I have found that just because someone has the right degrees and diplomas hardly means they are qualified for the job," Professor Membrane agreed. "While I have yet to meet this Bolt-man, I am inclined to disagree he is more qualified." 

"Can't a girl just eat her pizza? In peace?" 

[messinwitheddie]

Dib "Pretty sure that's everything you brought with you from Cali and whatever you wrote while you lived with us. Dad has literally never touched any of our bedrooms since we moved out. It's kind of sweet, but also kind of creepy."

Squee "I can't believe he didn't throw all of my old journals out. I thought about throwing them out a thousand times."

Reg "Glad you didn't now, hu?"

Squee "Sort of. I'm not sure how useful any of this will be to Dipper, but-"

Dib "I think he just wants a second opinion-- like a beta reader. He over thinks everything every step of the way."

Squee "So you recommend ME to help ghost write the fourth journal?"

Dib "It's the perfect side project for you, trust me."

Squee "Yeah, maybe. It's a lot of pressure."

Dib "Only if you psych yourself out over it. Just enjoy the experience. You owe it to yourself."

Squee "I haven't dedicated any significant time or energy into writing since high school. Back then, it was just an escape from school bullies and home bully. Mostly fanfiction and campy short horror stories."

Dib "Which were amazing, I read them. So, keep writing. Don't let the sucky people that got in your way over a decade ago stop you from doing something awesome you want to do now. I was bullied for my interests and look at me, still chasing the paranormal... when free time permits me."

Reg "You were bullied in school too?"

Dib "Yeah, big time."

Reg "By WHO?"

Dib "Pretty much everyone; other kids, teachers, your grandad on occasion, your aunt Gaz-"

Reg "Really?"

Squee "She can bully with the best of them if you push her buttons right."

Reg "Wow."

Dib "Some kids were bigger jerks than others, but I never really found a group of kids I connected with until I met the Pines twins. I rarely left my room without hearing the words "big head" directed towards me."

Reg "But you're big and strong and super science smart. Who would ever screw with you?"

Dib "I was scrawny and awkward right up until my sophomore year of high school. Being... neurodivergent didn't help my case."

Reg "That's not a reason to make fun of someone."

Squee "You're not a bully, that's why you subscribe to that logic. My suggestion, make online friends. That's the beauty of the internet."

Reg "I know technically I have friends, it's just... Is bullying something everyone goes through?"

Squee "I didn't used to think so, but the older I get and the more people I interact with, I realized the answer is yes. Bullying is a learned behavior reinforced by past bullying. Most of the time, if someone is abusing the people around them, in some way, they're being abused themselves. You can't stop bullies from roaming this earth. You can just choose not to be one."

Reg "Is that why dad's a bully now? Because he was bullied when he was a kid?"

Dib "Wait wait wait-- You think I'm a bully? Seriously?"

Reg "You have... bully-like tendencies."

Dib "NO I DON'T. "

Reg "You bully Zim."

Dib "ZIM is an imperialist megalomaniac butt weevil from space! I don't BULLY Zim, I retaliate."

Squee "You bully the interns at the lab."

Dib "Because they're idiots who can't follow directions! Being assertive and expecting my coworkers to focus and not blow anything up doesn't make me a bully."

Reg "You harass your fellow swollen eyeballs."

Dib "Don't even-- I've had to defend my theories and research from oblivious trolls and amateurs trying to pick apart my work every step of the way! Todd, man, tell the boy I'm not a bully."

Squee "You have bully-like tendencies."

Dib "..."

Squee/ Reg "..."

Dib "Okay... nice to know what my big brother and my only son really think of me."

Reg "Dad-"

Dib "No, I get it. It's cool."

Squee "Come on, man-"

*series of high pitched, static and beeping*

Dib "Holy shit, my ghost boxes are going off like crazy. At least the spirits in this house think I'm bearable to be around."

Squee " Wait, Dib, that's probably just Nny-- he'll figure it out."

Reg -sad groan-

Squee "I can't win."

[For context, because my aus are all over the place.

Dib had bought a historically haunted house upstate on an impulse with the intention of ghost hunting with Reg, father and son. However, Reg has decided to go live with his mother on the Von Verminstrasser cryptid nature reservation, virtually crushing Dib's dream.

He rents the house out to the recently married, Squee and Pepito.

Sketched these out on break and lunch throughout last week. Decided to clean them up a little earlier today.]

[lumiidragon]

Please please please tell us (me) more about this Dad Dib Au!!!

Basically, the whole setup is:

Dib: I can train him to be more human and less dangerous!

Zim: I can train him to obey me and be my parental servant!

And they're kinda both at ends with each other on their own goals, but really don't realize it too much. Dib's matured a lot more than Zim however, so he has more control since Zim ages so much slower. He's a single dad taking care of a child who's hobby is getting the teacher to call Dib asking him for a personal raise just to put up with his discolored megaphoned-volumed child-creature every day.

Zim is still...well, Zim, but he's slowly learning how to be a "human child". Taming isn't necessarily how I'd put it, but he's starting to understand how to blend in a bit better, just with the radiating energy of a freshly exploded star.

The two's favorite thing to do together is sit on the couch in the evening after school/work and watch cryptid/ghost videos on Tik Tok or Youtube and analyze them, Dib giving into his own special interest and Zim not knowing that he's getting absorbed into it because he himself likes to study, analyze, and rant for hours on end.

[screechingobservationnacho]

I'm showing different versions of this 2 now so far a fanfic AU version of **Invader Zim: Dark Harvest episode**, featuring your chilling organ-thieving mad doctor Zim—from charmingly manipulative predator to downright terrifying abomination. Including dialogue, of course, for that sinister vibe. Let’s dive in...

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### **Invader Zim: Dark Harvest AU - "A doctor plot twist**

#### Act 1: *The Sense of Calm Before the Storm*

*(Scene opens in the especially darkened halls of Skool. Dib walks in with his freshly modified X-Scope, scanning everything with paranoid glee as Zim lounges at his locker nearby, flashing his unnerving, razor-thin smile.)*

**Dib**: *(excitedly mumbling to himself)* Finally! The X-Scope is complete. This baby’s going to unravel EVERY secret in this school—even a certain slimy green... freak of nature.

**Zim**: *(suddenly appearing over Dib’s shoulder, tone sickly sweet)* Ah, Dib! My favorite buzzing, hairless meat-sack of paranoia. What's that *glorious hunk of junk* you’ve got there?

**Dib**: *(jumping)* ACK! Don’t sneak up on me like that, Zim! This isn’t “junk.” It’s the X-Scope! It can see right through your tissue, your organs, *everything*!

**Zim**: *("pretend interested" tone)* Oh... how... *medical*. Why, dear "friend," it sounds like you're one surgical scalpel away from being a *real* doctor, like meeee.

*(His voice drips with something so syrupy sweet, but his red robotic eyes narrow dangerously, almost calculating, as he adjusts his gloves with an audible snap. Dib narrows his own eyes, suspicious.)*

**Dib**: Yeah, well… unlike you, I’m using MY tech to prove you’re an alien menace! Let’s see how human you REALLY aren’t, Zim.

*(Dib scans Zim with the X-Scope, his jaw dropping as the screen lights up with an incomprehensible mass of throbbing things: inconsistent organs, mechanical implants, some goo-filled sacs—definitely nothing human.)*

**Dib**: *(horrified)* W-What the—you don’t even HAVE normal organs! What is—WHAT ARE YOU!?

*(Zim pulls his small, disarming grin—a little too calm after being outed—before suddenly stomping toward Dib in mock outrage.)*

**Zim**: How RUDE! I'll have you know these organs are PREMIUM human squish-slabs that I acq—*ahem*—acquired fair and square. But... YOU wouldn’t get it. *You’re flawed. Like... all these OTHER primitive fools.*

**Dib**: Premium!? Wait... are you telling me you’ve been... swapping out YOUR organs?

**Zim**: *("innocent" face, but his voice darkens)* Oh, no, no, no. Not swapping, foolish disgusting Dib-beast. “Improving.” PERFECTING! The pathetic meat inside humans was never... sufficient. *snickers*. Why settle for... *basic?*

*(Dib steps back, alarmed. There’s a far-off sound of humming, low and eerie—the faint “cooing” of a lullaby Zim repeats unconsciously under his breath, layered over with something metallic and sinister.)*

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#### Act 2: *When the Cooing Begins...*

*(Cut to Dib sprinting into Ms. Bitters’ classroom, frantically waving his arms as Ms. Bitters drones on about the inevitability of doom.)*

**Dib**: Ms. Bitters! We have to evacuate the school! *Everyone is in danger!*

**Ms. Bitters**: *(without looking up)* Yes, yes, Dib. Doom is lurking around every corner. This is nothing new.

*(Dib gives up on the teacher and turns to the rest of the class, slamming his hands on the desk in front of his friends: Cartman, Kyle, Bubbles, Blossom, Jenny ("XJ-9"), Dipper, Mabel, and Morty.)*

**Dib**: Guys! Seriously! It’s Zim! He’s been STEALING people’s ORGANS! I just scanned him with my X-Scope—what I saw wasn’t human. He’s some kind of—of organ-devouring MAD DOCTOR!

**Dipper**: *("calm skepticism")* Okay, Dib, slow down. This isn’t the first time you’ve accused Zim of being some invasive alien.

**Mabel**: *("lightly joking")* Yeah, who’s to say he’s not just on a *super weird diet*?

**Bubbles**: *("concerned but still calm")* Wait—stealing organs? That’s not very neighborly...

cartman: pfft bullshit your acting crazy

**Jenny**: *("logical robot mode")* Dib, organ theft seems highly improbable—human biology doesn’t even match Irken technology. The compatibility seems—

**Dib**: *("interrupting")* YOU DON’T GET IT! He doesn’t CARE if they’re compatible! He’s—he’s replacing people’s body parts with trash, just as long as he gets what he needs! I found a kid whose stomach was SWAPPED for a HALL PASS!

*(The group finally looks uneasy. That’s when the soft cooing starts again. Everyone freezes, their eyes darting to the front of the room where Zim now stands, wearing a pristine white doctor’s coat, gloves speckled with faint stains, and his surgical mask partially down, revealing a smile stretched too wide for comfort.)*

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#### Act 3: *Zim’s “Care”*

**Zim**: *("soothing doctor voice")* Ah... such lovely, strong human- uh I mean patients you all are. So full of life... vitality! How fortunate you are to have ZIM—*Doctor* Zim—to take care of you.

**Blossom**: *("protective leader tone")* If you think we’re going to let you near—*ouch!*

*(Blossom suddenly falters, clutching her arm, where a small dart now sticks. Zim holds a strange gun-like contraption with eerie precision, lowering it with a sinister chuckle.)*

**Zim**: *("too calm")* Tsk tsk. No struggling, my little test subjects! Only *I* can ensure your continued *well-being*. Surgery is SUCH a delicate process.

*(Blossom collapses to the floor, and chaos erupts. The group scatters as Zim advances, the cooing merging into faint mechanical chirps from his PAK.)*

**Dib**: *("terrified, yelling to the group")* RUN! Don’t let him touch you!

*(Zim begins snatching at terrified students left and right, dragging them into dark hallways. Horrific, muffled screams fill the air before silence overtakes them. The group tries to regroup in the vents.)*

**Morty**: *("panicking")* Oh jeez, oh jeez! I KNEW this school was evil, but ALIEN DOCTOR evil?! Nope nope nope!

**Jenny**: *(fists clenched in steely determination)* We need to take him down. Whatever "medical tech" he’s using, it ISN’T advanced enough to override all of us.

*(Below them, Zim’s voice echoes eerily as he hums a lullaby-like tune. His words bounce off the walls like an eerie nursery rhyme.)*

**Zim**: *("sing-song, unsettling tone")* Little fleshy humans... running ‘round the place... none of you will EVER leave without a... brand-new face. *Giggles darkly.*

in the vents

dipper: Guys bubbles is gone

meanwhile in the hallway

dib: Bubbles stop!

bubbles: But i'm worried what if something is making zim a bit strange Is it like some kind of infection?I don't want to lose him

Dib: Listen, bubbles.I know this is going to sound crazy but the zim you know and fall in love to is no longer himself he's coming for you and Not in a good way trust me-( Gets interrupted By a familiar tune in shock panic)

zim Appearing behind bubbles more seductive attracting but creepy Minipulative his singing deepness

his voice means to deceive you bubbles dear come with me

dib: bubbles don't he'll-

Before bubbles can say anything she blushes a bit surprised in awkward flattered horror as Zim's hand closed her mouth Continuing to sing deeply affectionate

MY VOICE JUST WANTS TO LEAD YOU!!

Dib Screaming as he witnessed bubbles dragging into the Nurse office with zim holding her tight he panics

*(Suddenly, PAK arms shoot up through the vent, wrenching it downward. The group screams as they fall into the dark laboratory Zim has rigged under the Skool. The walls are lined with gruesome “trophies”—jars filled with organs, limbs, and even a Hall Pass labeled “For Later Use.”)

*(As Zim turns toward them, his surgical mask down, revealing bloodied fangs, Dib takes one last desperate defensive stance.)*

**Dib**: *("bravely")* Zim! This ends NOW! You’ll never be human, no matter how many organs you stuff into that freakish—!

**Zim**: *(slowly approaching)* Human? Oh, Dib... I’m beyond "human." Why be ONE... when I can be made of... MANY?

*(Zim’s body shifts grotesquely, his “mismatched” stolen organs pulsating as he lunges forward. Screams echo, leaving the outcome disturbingly unclear.)

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Would you like an extended ending, character-specific moments, or more focus on the eerie depths of Zim’s lab?

#hisvoicemeanstodeciveyou

#invaderzim

#Darkharvestepisode