The school bell rang with a wild shrill noise, signalling that the childrens day of class was nearing its end. Just this last class, homeroom, was left to sit through. This was all the students needed to finish before they could go back home to their pathetic homes and do some pathetic things to make their existence seem somewhat worth it. Mrs. Bitters hardly wanted to speak to the foul ingrates but was required to and droned on about how school was important and that without good grades and will to survive, they would be more doomed than they already were. It was stuffy and heated in the room, opening the windows was forbidden as it was excruciatingly hot outside. There was probably going to be some need for fundraising in order to get the air conditioning factored back into the schools budget. A single small fan stood atop Mrs. Bitters desk and whined as it tried in vain to cool the air.

Dib was paying no attention as his teacher droned about doom and the sun exploding with heat. Instead his little human fingers were furiously scribbling something on a sheet of paper, before violently scrumpling the page and then chucking it across the room. The ball was not aerodynamic but succeeded in its task of pelting a certain invader in the head knocking his wig slightly askew. Growling Zim immediately righted the itchy bit of disguise and stood, hopping to stand on his wobbly desk.

"FILTHY Dib-beast! You dare invoke the wrath of ZIM?!" Zim screeched loudly interrupting Mr.s Bitters droning about the suns plans to fry all humans to their doomy deaths. He flung an arm and claw to point at Dib, the extremity shaking with anger, as if making sure that everyone in the room would know exactly who was the cause of the soon to be fight. However Mrs. Bitters was having none of this and grit her teeth as she hissed in anger. These two students were constantly antagonizing each other, having moved the two of them to opposite sides of the front row of desks she acted without mercy nor patience.

"SILENCE you wretched creatures!" Mrs. Bitters scowled as she floated Zim and glared at him daring him to make another sound. "I don't want to deal with ANY of you foul snot children. Much less you two dimwitted twerps and according to the laws of this cursed skool if you continue with these outbursts I would me more than happy to sentence you two to detention."

At this Dib snickered, having thought his plan to ruin Zims day was working perfectly. Oooh how it was working. This small piece of triumph did not go unnoticed and immediately Mrs. Bitters announced her wrath. "DETENTION Both of you! One week or until I feel as though you two have lessened your irritating worthless noises."

"What?!" Dib exclaimed. "I didn't even say anything!"

"Two Weeks!"

"AHAHAHA! Yesss! A worthy punishment of the Dib-stink!" A maniacal expression was fixed on the aliens face before Mrs. Bitters affirmed it was a dual punishment, putting both Dib and Zims name up on the board. There were usually at least two names on the chalk board and now the had filled up the roster enticing a sight of relief from some of the minor issue students. Ever reluctantly the two sat silently through the rest of class. Now it was Zim's turn to scribble on the human write sheets and develop a new plan of domination. Oooh how the domination would… dominate. Zim sneered at Dib from across the room chuckling evilly. Dib retaliated with a strained expression conveying nothing but retained anger, wanting nothing more than to fight the Irken, fists clenching with the itch to pummel Zims face.

Soon enough the bell rang and Mrs. Bitters exclaimed her relief that the smelly creatures she was meant to babysit were finally leaving to become someone elses problem. The students flooded out of the classroom, obviously took excited about whatever they were doing after school to care about the hateful things their teacher was muttering at them. As the last one left she turned to Dib and Zim, the green boy was trying to nonchalantly escape his punishment, having the gall to whistle as he walked towards the door. Swiftly hovering over to the exit she blocked the little twats escape, feet touching down with a near mechanical sound and nearly growled at him, an expression on her face that clearly stated he wouldn't be leaving any time soon. Zim scuttled back to his desk and flopped onto the seat heavily, as if the task was more tiring than it needed to be.

Mrs. Bitters narrowed her eyes and seeped hatred for her remaining students from her very soul. "You two will remain here for the next hour. The school counselor will be here to watch you and deal with your insufferable child-stench." And with that she left, slamming the door behind her.

Leaving the two enemies in the same room alone.

It didn't take a second for the door to shut and the two were already threatening each others lives. Knowing they couldn't commence their fighting until the days detention was over they settled for a battle of the words, lest they break something and their detention become extended.

"You inferior worm-beast!" Zim screeched, arm shaking as he shook his fist with all his rage at Dib. "You have hindered Zims plans for the last time!"

Dib glared at the green space boy and yelled back at him "Your plan was stupid before it even started! All it takes is one move and I will have protected all of humanity from your stupid little plan!"

"LIES! Zims plans are AMAZING! Unstoppable at that!" Zim grinned evilly eyes narrowing as he sized Dib up half wondering if Dib could even comprehend the levels his world domination would soar to, "Ooooh how amazing Zims plan is."

"Your plan is dookie!"

"Is NOT!"

"Is too! I bet it will screw itself up too! And it wont work! I wouldn't even have to do anything to stop it from backfiring!" Dib laughed, thinking back to their previous classroom pet Peepee the hamster.

Zim was ready to retort when their observer of punishment strode through the door. The counselor was worse for wear at first sight, obviously he hadn't wanted to be there and was itching to go home just as much as the two students in detention wanted to throttle eachother. He was a new counselor, as the past several had either up and quit, disappeared or died. Apparently the school was running out of options and this blob of human was the best they could come up with.

"Urghm I'm Mr. Wesle and due to your teacher Mrs. Bitters request for someone to watch you, I will be making sure you two behave for the duration of detention." The smelly human now known as Mr. Wesle grumbled, obviously hating his job and its unwanted extensions. Zim watched in extreme dislike as the human in charge wiped at a food crusted mustache and then wiped whatever it was onto its already stained collared shirt.

"You will, urhhh, be doing some writing." Mr. Wesle sloshed over to the white board and after locating a stick of chalk, squeakily wrote out a sentence. "Write this 500 times or until four thirty hits. Mrs. Bitters wants the papers and-" The counselor checked the note he'd been given. "And expects you to realize that you are doomed for the rest of the school year." The counselor then shrugged and sat heavily in the chair behind the desk.

Unable to speak the two merely glared at each other, dibs face more of a sneer than anything. 'VICTORY!' He chanted in his head, having stalled the aliens plans at least for a day, thus giving him more time to spy on Zim's base and figure out what his next plan was. The two began a race to see who could finish the sentence writing first. Zims claws wrapped precisely around the writing utensil as he furiously scribbled out the sentence. "I will not start fights with other students in class. I will not start fights…" Dib whispered to himself as he wrote.

An alarm sounded suddenly from the desk and Mr. Wesle snorted, startled awake. Grappling for his phone he'd set on the desk he turned off the little buzzer. "Go home, its four thirty now. Give me those papers." The counselor stood as the two packed their things for leaving, and snatched up the pages from their desks. He didn't give a shit about how much they wrote and set the papers on Mrs. Bitters desk before grabbing what little he'd brought in and left the two students to their misery.

"I wrote more than you Zim." Dib grinned wanting to get a rise out of the Irken.

Zim merely sneered back, "Oh poor Dib-Beast, you must know that your insignificant writing abilities are no match for the mighty ZIM!" Zim then strode out, wanting to leave school grounds so he could pummel the stupid human worm.

Dib seemed to be just as eager to leave and ran out to stand in front of Zim. "I'll catch you one day Zim, and then you'll be an exclusive episode on Mysterious Mysteries! Then the world will be able to see what you really are!" Dib pulled something out of his pocket and chucked it at Zim before darting down the hall to the outside.

Zim had stopped to glare at Dib, chin jutting out in displeasure before a thing was tossed at his face. Screaming briefly he slapped the crumpled paper away. Staring at it as it hit the ground he picked it up and stared at the drawing on it. It was of the alien strapped to an autopsy table being sliced open whilst Dib stood over him holding some weird organ that zim knew he didn't have. Was the Dib-Beast going to replace his organs?! Zim screamed again and then raced after dib now hellbent on beating the stupid worm baby to death.

The air was hot and dry outside, nearly immediately sapping Dib of moisture. The sun was frying the earth and across the school grounds he saw a few students huddled under a tree for shade. They were part of some afterschool activity and were still waiting to be picked up it seemed. Moments later Zim burst through the doors.

"Ahahahaha! Run little human! You will feel the wrath of- AH Why is it so cursedly hot on this planet?!" Zims tone of voice altered halfway through his rant as the sun's heat penetrated his uniform. The pink material was designed to keep their cool bodies warm, but with the suns additional heat it was too much and made Zim sweat. Dib was faring no better but lunged at Zim in his momentary weakness.

Zim screeched and the two tussled for a bit, dibs glasses miraculously not breaking during the scuffle. A janitor came by and shook his head at the two. "Go home! Or at least somewhere else!" The custodian then slammed the door shut to keep the heat out of the stuffy building.

Dib looked up, distracted by his fellow humans words and zim took the opportunity to punch Dib in the face, smashing his glasses just a bit. "AGH! Zim!" Temporarily blinded Zim shoved the human away and made towards the steps to leave. Dib wasted no time and firmly planted his foot in Zims back, just under his PAK and sent him flying down the six steps. Zim yelled as he hit the ground but stood quickly, righting his wig, however one of his contacts had been damaged and he was forced to keep one eye shut to prevent his disguise from falling apart.

"Curse you human worm baby! Just wait until I get my plans in motion! Nothing will stop me!" He rubbed at his eye, the lens still trapped under his eyelid. He grumbled backing away from Dib as the human made an advance.

"Haha! I'll stop you every time Zim!" Dib nearly sang the words and lunged the little green alien. Zim yelled and dodged before taking off, it was blisteringly hot but Zim's body would handle it well, he needed to get home before Dib destroyed his disguise entirely. And mid-evening he would need to for all those gross humans milling around.

Dib laughed as Zim ran off, "VICTORY FOR EARTH!" His fists raised high in the air like some sort of weird victory pose. The custodian popped his head back out at the sound of Dibs yelling.

"GO HOME!" He then shut the door and resumed mopping up some scuffs and dropped homework. "Jeez whats wrong with that kid.."

It has been a long time since I have visited this site and I do apologize for never wanting to ever update those previous stories on my accuont. However this particular plot line came to mind and is in the process of planning developing and distributing. If anyone would like to beta my work that would be wonderful. If there are any Invader Zim fans still around that is.
There are some factors that have been based on some of the fics I have read and agree with however I will vow to keep this as close to in character as possible. Beware, this one should be a fun one if I should ever finish it. If you are a writer of Invader Zim fics and see something you may have written about all credit is yours. I may have simply amplified it or twisted the idea to my thought process.

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