Disclaimer: Don't own Invader Zim. Never have, never will.
There are only a handful of people who know what is actually real and what's not; bigfoot, aliens, etc. And perhaps the biggest lie the world has ever bought, was love.
Indeed, it was tricky to prove it was nonexistent. Scientists have gone on explaining it was a simple chemical react. Hormones and lusting were just further proof of the silly theory. It was simply ridiculous how humans would lap up the extreme sappiness of the very idea.
That's why Irkens were far more superior than such filthy creatures. They didn't believe in love and certainly didn't need to. It was such a worthless emotion, getting you nowhere and in far more trouble than it was worth.
Hate was the only real emotion. It drove you to stand when your legs were broken, fueled you up when you were starving, it was a motivation. More powerful than love could ever be.
Not many knew this, pathetic really. Such a sad race with their ratings of peace and tranquility and their making of love and not war. War proved power and dominance, but what good did love bring? Nothing!
Zim looked up from his tray sensing the well-know presence of his enemy.
There, walking toward his sister, the Dib sat down next to her with his tray of disgusting goop.
Zim always knew when Dib was near, always. Just more proof of his amazingness. Either that or the Dib-monkey was too disgusting not to notice.
His purple contacts lit with flame.
The Dib-stink reached for his milk. He snarled wishing Dib was the carton and he was the one squeezing it. Yes, squeezing the life out of it.
Dib went on to talk about something probably paranormal related to his sister and she yelled at him for breaking her concentration while she was busy playing her Gameslave.
Dib backed off and went to messing with his peas. It wasn't long till he felt someone glaring at him as though they were trying to shoot a laser through his head with their eyes.
It was an unproven known fact that you could feel someone looking at you. Even if you could not see the person, you knew they were staring. No matter how weird it seemed, it was true.
Dib looked up.
Amber eyes locked with amethyst.
It was also a well-known fact that Zim and Dib had a glaring contest every day at lunch. They would go at it for the whole lunch period or until one of them looked away.
Zim lifted his lips in a growl.
Dib narrowed his eyes.
Taste Irken defeat Dib-stink!
Zim pulled out a small compact mirror without ever looking away from his opponent.
Then, with the slightest little effort and concentration, Zim turned the mirror in place so that it reflected a ray from the planet's deadly sun and into Dib's eye.
Dib gasped and looked away, rubbing his pained eyes.
Zim laughed at his enemy's discomfort. Loudly.
Oh yes, there were a lot of foolish things that humans believed existed. But there was one thing Zim had to give the earthenoids credit for, he decided as he smirked smugly across the cafeteria at Dib's anger in losing.
After all, there was nothing he loved more than hating Dib.
Yay! My first drabble! More will come soon!