"MINIMOOSE! Plug in the power modulator!" Zim yelled. Minimoose answered with a *squeak* before plugging in the giant power cord.

"Finally! After five earth years I, ZIM, will re-establish communications with the Almighty Tallest. GIR!"

"Yes, my master!" The defective little robot answered his master's call with a red glow before switching to his usual blue color.

"Now listen, Gir, this is the new communications systems I've constructed to communicate with the Tallest. It took far too much time to get all those parts back, so I DO NOT want you to replace them with biscuits again."

"But I had to put them somewhere after you said you never wanted to see them again."

"Then why did you keep making more?"

"Biscuits get me all tingly inside."

"...Which is why I had them burned."

"The fire made me tingly too!"

"Computer, call the Almighty Tallest!" The computer did as Zim said. The monitor started blinking before a loading screen with a deranged monkey appeared slowly eating several colored berries. It would first eat a red one, then a green one, then a blue one, repeating the cycle. Strangely a yellow berry had managed to sneak its way into the monkey's hand. Zim started pondering the purpose of this loading screen. He found the sequence entrancing for some reason.

"I love this show," Gir said after a very long pause, breaking Zim out of his trance-like state before the Tallest suddenly appeared on screen. "Aww."

The tallest had not changed in those five earth years. They were still eating junk food as they've always been, but the surprise of seeing Zim had made them freeze.

"My Almighty Tallest, it has been a while since I've last contacted you. My communications system had some … issues, so I had to fix it."

"TINGLY!"

"Shut up, Gir!"

It took a moment for the Tallest to register the situation before finally replying. "Zim? We hop-er...thought you died or something," said Red.

"Yes, well, your sorrows are no more. I am quite as alive as ever, and look!" Zim moved back to reveal the changes made during the past five years on his body. "I've discovered the Filthy Earth Worms' secret to being tall!"

Red stared, stupefied at this anomaly. Thoughts of disgust, sadness, anger, fear, and a weird hint of lemon filled his mind. The awkward silence was broken by Purple.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-" Purple screamed continuously as Zim started his explanation.

"It all started five earth years ago while I was on a covert reconnaissance mission..."

Zim was watching TV with Gir, having nothing to do since his communications system was broken. The current show featured a boy sitting at dinner with his mom. He was poking the vegetables on his plate before asking his mom,

"Do I really have to eat these vegetables? There gross and icky!"

Zim sat there with a plain look on his face. The situation had intrigued Zim, with an unchanging expression on his face he thought, Hmm, these filthy earth babies seem to fear these "vegetables". Maybe if I could harness there powers I could use it to bend the earth scum to my will. Yes, yes, OPERATION: ATTACK OF THE VEGETABLES! No, this plan is missing something. It just doesn't say doom. I got it! I'll call it OPERATION: ATTACK OF THE VEGETABLES OF DOOM! It's perfect! I'll be able to conquer this planet and have it in my iron grip of DOOM! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

A second later the boy's mom in the TV replied, "Now Billy, if you want to grow up big and strong you have to eat your food."

An enthusiastic Billy replied, "Really?! Neat!" before scarfing down the plate of nutrients. Instantaneously, he gained a superhero physique and flew away, never to be seen again.

"That's my boy," his mother said.

"That it, Gir! If I eat the filthy earth food, I'll be as big and strong as Billy. Nothing will stop me when I'm tall! I'll be able to rain chunks of eternal chaos onto this filthy planet!" Zim said as he started to laugh maniacally.

"Yay, I'll make some waffles," Gir answered enthusiastically.

"No, Gir, I'll have to eat REAL earth food, and you put some questionable content in your waffles. I'll have to eat the main source of the filthy earth worms' diet. Food, from the CAFETERIA!"

The next day at skool, Zim started poking his lunch as usual. However, this time he was determined to eat it. Slowly he used his fork to pick up his lunch meat and started opening his mouth.

"OH MY GOD! Zim's eating the cafeteria food!" Zita yelled in shock.

"No kid in the right mind would eat that!" The letter M said.

A small boy with a hippo-sized head looked on. He saw this as his chance to expose Zim, despite how little evidence he would have with this accusation he thought it was worth a shot. Dib jumped on top of his table and yelled "See! ZIM IS AN ALIEN!"

"Hmm, Dib might be right, no human would eat the cafeteria food willingly." Sarah said. The kids started mumbling to each other about the possibility. Zim was thinking of putting the food down to avoid suspicion, but he came too far to stop now. Quickly he put the meat in his mouth and swallowed.

This isn't too bad, thought Zim, actually it's kind of tas-OH THE PAIN! THE SEARING PAIN! IT'S LIKE MY SQUEEDLY SPOOCH HAS BEEN TWISTED EVEN MORE THAN IT SHOULD! THIS UNBEARBLE PAIN! AWWWWW! I LOATHE IT AND AT THE SAME TIME I AM JEALOUS ABOUT THE AMOUNT OF PAIN IT CAUSES! Zim had fallen on the floor and was sprawling in pain.

"Nope, he's human alright, if he wasn't then he wouldn't be reacting like this," Zita said. Zim regained his composure and despite the horror he just went through, started eating the mashed potatoes, and again was rolling on the floor in pain.

"The horror! Oh, the horror!" screamed Sarah.

"The little dude has guts," said Torque Smackey as he ate his organically healthy lunch he brought to skool everyday, curiously he always brought it in a lunch try that was the same as the one's used at skool. Dib would have pursued his usual endeavors to expose Zim, but seeing Zim in pain like that caused him to roll on the floor as well, laughing at Zim.

"...And now five earth years later I am now this tall specimen you see before your eyes." Zim ended his flashback. Never figuring out it was specifically the skool's cafeteria food, along with the secret unknown chemicals it had contained, that had caused this reaction in his body.

"-HHHHHHHHHHHHHH-" Purple was still screaming at the sight of a tall Zim before being hit by Red.

"Shut up, I'm trying to watch the flashback," said Red, "See, now I missed it!"

"This is bad, what do we do, WHAT DO WE DO!"

"Uh, excuse us for a moment Zim." The Tallest moved away from the screen and faced the other way.

"We can't have Zim return to Irk no matter what! What if he's taller than us? He would take our title as the Almighty Tallest! Imagine what he could do with that power!" Purple said.

Indeed Red was imagining. He could see it all, Irk was a barren wasteland while the broken remains of the once tall towers littered the area. The flames of carnage were evident. Destruction, mayhem, disaster, he could see it all. Even the r+++++++++uins of Irk's former glory were scarce. The once all powerful Irken Empire had collapsed.

"HE COULD TAKE OUR SNACKS!" Red replied.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I don't want to lose my shakes, my donuts, my sweet, succulent donuts."

"We have to exile him again, this time with no means of returning, but how."

"Do we still have Invader Skoodge?"

"Huh, yeah, he returned from Hobo 13 despite being used as a hammer against Hogulus. He said he got better or something, but what good would Skoodge do? Unless you're thinking what I'm thinking."

*Gasp* "You really think about me that way? I'm flattered but I don't swing that way!...maybe."

"...I'll just ignore that comment, anyway, just follow my lead. Zim!"

"Yes, my Tallest." Zim answered.

"You're exiled."

"Hahahaha, my Tallest, you're humor has no limits."

"No," said Purple "You're a stinky Invader, and you suck, and...and you're stinky!"

"Heh?"

"You're s-"

"Huh?"

"You s-"

"Heh?"

"You're s-"

"Huh?"

"You s-"

*squeak*

"Ah, Minimoose, that's where you are."

"Zim," Red said "I hereby revoke you of your Invader privileges! You are no longer Invader Zim, but Zim!"

"The stinky, sucky, stink thingy of sucky stank," added Purple.

"End transmission. I think he took it well."

Zim had no hehs or huhs this time. Just a shocked look on his face with his jaw open. He just stared, not blinking, at the monitor. It broke his mind, all that Invader goo inside of him was just declared gone. He had lost the giant radioactive pants in his veins.