User blog:YoshiOrange15/Fanfiction - The Invader ZIM House (Part 1)

[In the unnamed town, ZIM is communicating with his Almighty Tallest.]

ZIM: You wanted to speak with me, my tallest?

Almighty Tallest Purple: Uh, yes, ZIM. We have been thinking that your environment isn't... good enough for your mission. We've decided to transfer you.

ZIM: Transfer me?

Almighty Tallest Red: Now, now, ZIM. We meant to transfer you to another town: Royal Woods, Michigan.

ZIM: Uh... I don't know.

Almighty Tallest Purple: Nah, it's got... a school. And some restaraunts. Good quality restaraunts!

ZIM: GIR doesn't usually complain about quality, but I do! And I'll also be able to rid myself of the Dib human! I'll go! Come on, GIR! We're leaving this town!

GIR: (saddened) Aw, but I kinda like it here.

ZIM: No, you don't! Let's go!

GIR: You're right, I don't!

(ZIM and GIR pack up everything they have into suitcases. ZIM takes out a master remote, presses a button, and the base folds up into a suitcase which ZIM takes to his cruiser. He starts it up, and he and GIR leave for Royal Woods. Meanwhile, Dib and his family are leaving their house.)

Dib: This is just what I need: to move away from everything that's bad.

Prof. Membrane: It's too bad I must leave all these people who need my help.

Gaz: The reason I have to leave my perfect life is because of my brother?

Dib: It's not my fault the city thinks I'm a little nuts!

Prof. Membrane: And, maybe in our new town, people may be a little more respectful to us.

Dib: Yeah, it's not like our lives are broadcast on a TV show.

'''Pror. Membrane:''' Yep, otherwise we would break boundaries no TV show has ever broken before.

(A helicopter comes near the house. It's Dr. Membrane's personal helicopter.)

Pilot: Alright, Professor! Let's go!

(They all get into the helicopter and take off.)

Dib: Dad, where are we moving to, anyway?

Prof. Membrane: We are moving to Royal Woods, a pleasant city in Michigan with a low crime rate.

Dib: It doesn't matter where we move to. Just as long as I'm far away from ZIM.

(Meanwhile, at The Loud House, the siblings are all outside. Lori is taking pictures of Leni, Luan, and Lucy, Luna is playing guitar, Lynn and Lana are playing soccer, Lola is driving with Lily in her princess car, and Lisa is studying different plants.)

Lori: Say "Hi" to the internet! (she snaps the picture, right when a mysterious object flies in the background. Lori notices it and the other siblings gather around her phone.)

Lola: What is that?

Lana: I bet's it's a UFO! It was an alien!

Lisa: Yeah, right. An alien!

(There is a loud crash that startles the siblings. It's right at the corner of the street. They all run over to see what it was. ZIM crawls out of the wreckage.)

ZIM: Ugh. My brain. (Notices the Loud kids running over to him.) Oh no! People! (slaps on his disguse) GIR, get in disguise, quick! (GIR gets his costume on.) Get the leash on.

GIR: No, I draw the line at the leash!

ZIM: You! Leash! Now! I'll! Get! You! Tacos!

GIR: Sold! (gets the leash on)

(The Loud kids run over.)

Lincoln: Hey, are you OK?

ZIM: Uhh, yes! My dog was just flying his remote-controlled helicopter, and his crashed landed.

Leni: That's doesn't look a remote-controlled helicopter. And why's your skin green?

ZIM: (nervous) Uhh, it's a skin condition. I don't get enough Vitamin D.

Leni: Oh, O.K.

Lynn: And why is your dog green and why does he have a zipper?

ZIM: (nervous) He's just trick-or-treating.

Luna: It's the middle of April.

ZIM: Shh. He doesn't know that!

Lincoln: Are you new here?

ZIM: Of course I am. I'm ZIM and I'm just as normal as you.

Lincoln: Oh. Hey, ZIM. I'm Lincoln.

Lori: I'm Lori.

Leni: I'm Leni.

Luna: I'm Luna.

Luan: I'm Luan.

Lynn: I'm Lynn.

Lucy: I'm Lucy.

Lola: I'm Lola.

Lisa: I'm Lisa.

Lily: Hi!

Lincoln: And that's our baby sister, Lily.

ZIM: Eleven kids? That's a big family. And a scary one.

Lincoln: I assume that's a compliment. Welcome to the neighborhood, ZIM. (The kids walk back home.)

ZIM: Oh, boy. Those kids seem so smart! I think I'll have better luck here than at... wherever we were before.

GIR: We shouldn't say the word "luck" in this city.

ZIM: Why not?

GIR: There was an event that happened, and... (ZIM stares blankly) nevermind.

ZIM: OK. Let's go build our base.

GIR: Okie dokie!

(ZIM and GIR go over to a spot where a new house is being built. They unpack the suitcase with the base on the property, and the property is now theirs.)

ZIM: Ahh, a fresh start. Well goodnight, GIR.

GIR: Good night, master.

(They shut the lights off in their base and go to bed.)

(THE END)