By animeninjaNIPPON
I don't know what I was on when I came up with this…Yeah. Maybe I just posted it to piss off the anti-slashers, but whatever the reason, here it is: an Invader Zim parody of the Rocky Horror Picture Show with some details changed (no swearing or songs, but I did leave some of the "other stuff'" in). I dunno if this has been done before (nor do I particularly care), but this is just something I came up with last skool year.
READER, BE WARNED: This story contains hints of several slash and het pairings, including ZADR, ZAGR, RAPR, and TAPR (no, that's not a typo). No incest, though; that's not my thing.
I don't own IZ or RHPS, and I'm not Jhonen so…wait. Unlike my other Invader Zim fics, this one IS somewhat OOC in the beginning, but there is a reason for that. Also, I guess you could consider this alternate universe. Well, this is just something that fell out of my brain, so if you don't like, don't read. Otherwise, enjoy!
Skool was finally out for the summer. After 30 years of protest handed down from generation to generation, the skool finally caved in and let students take the rest of August off.
"Just in time, too," Dib pointed out. "The Paranormal Convention starts tomorrow. I have so many things to exhibit there…"
"I don't want to go to your stupid convention," Gaz complained.
"You have to. Dad's got a meeting here and already said I could go to PaNoCon by myself. But I can't leave you alone."
"I'll be better off by myself." She glared at Dib with one wicked eye. "If you know what's good for you, you'll see it my way."
"Darn it, Gaz!" Dib whined. He sighed, then said, "You know that new cel-shaded zombie horror game that you had to order last June to guarantee that you'd get a copy?"
"Zombie Swine: The Collector's Edition'? What of it?"
Dib sighed and lowered his head. "My closet, left side, third shelf from the top. I was saving it for your birthday, but I'll get you something better." There was a loud, splintering crash and the sound of broken glass, but by the time Dib looked up again Gaz was standing in front of him, gingerly holding the game.
"OK," she agreed, "but you have to get me the sequel director's cut for my birthday."
"Deal."
Gaz ripped the box apart, took out the cartridge inside, and ran into her room.
"PaNoCon will be worth it," Dib convinced himself as he went to his room to prepare for the trip.
An hour later, a taxi came to whisk Dib and Gaz away to PaNoCon. As Dib was leaving, Professor Membrane pulled him back for one final word.
"Son, I'm using your room to host the PowerPoint presentation," Professor Membrane announced. "I hope you don't mind."
"Uh, no Dad, that's fine," Dib assured his father as if he had a choice.
"I knew I could count on you." He gave his son a pat on the back. "Now have fun, you two!"
They got into the taxi with their belongings and rode off toward their destination.
End of part one