A Place in Our World - Invader Zim Fan Fiction

Chapter Two - Update

"Do... you want me to call them again, sir?" the Computer asked cautiously.

Zim responded with another dramatic moan. "Hnnnnnnggggghhhhhhh..."

"Perhaps there's another Irken Comm we can try," the Computer suggested.

" I don't know any other Irken Comms..." Zim groaned, dragging the words out.

"There's the emergency support comm," the Computer said.

Zim rolled his head over. "What's the point... They're just going to ignore me anyway..."

The Computer sighed. "Calling the Emergency Support Comm." The Irken symbol appeared again.

Dib chewed his tongue, poking his head further out of his hiding spot. This just kept getting worse. He hated Zim, but it was no fun hating someone this... pathetic. It was not worth it trying to fight someone who was just wallowing in sorrow. Maybe Zim would be easier to capture and hold prisoner in this state, but after the Florpus incident, Dib wanted to play his cards more carefully.

He quietly opened his case and pulled out a camera, hitting record and aiming the lenses at Zim.

The sudden silence was interrupted by a harsh voice coming from the screen. "Thank you for calling the Emergency Support Comm, how can I assist you?"

Zim jumped up from his slouching position, seemingly startled by the sudden response. "Oh! Finally! I've been trying to get a hold of someone for hours!"

Dib leaned in closer to get a good look at the screen. An annoyed Irken with red eyes, an alien looking headset and red coat was speaking to Zim now.

"I need to speak with the Tallest immediately! The Massive Communications are down and I don't know how to reach them," Zim spoke quickly. He stood up in his chair, leaning his hands on the higher part of the desk so that he was only inches away from the screen. Dib could not see his face from there, but he figured there was a stupid grin plastered on the alien's face.

The Support Irken sighed in annoyance. "You and everyone else... Hang on, I'll patch you through to her new comm."

Zim puffed out his chest and stood up straight, balancing precariously on the edge of his chair. "Yes, do so immediately! They will be so relieved that... Wait, her?"

Before he was answered, the Support Irken disappeared and was replaced with the lurking Irken Symbol.

Dib raised an eyebrow in confusion. He did not know much about Irken society, but he thought that there were... two Tallests. And that they were both male.

Zim tugged at his twitching antennae as if he was pulling at tufts of hair.

The Computer spoke up. "Sir, I'm sure that—"

"Shut up!" Zim snapped.

Dib sighed in annoyance. If he wasted his Saturday just watching Zim do nothing...

"Hello!" A high pitched robotic voice hissed inches away from Dib's ear. Zim's stupid robot. And it still smelt of alien cheese.

Dib quickly clapped his free hand over the robot's mouth.

The robot just giggled and did not offer any resistance.

"Shh!" Dib hissed.

The robot sat quietly, watching.

The screen was suddenly flooded with a glitchy looking view of a tall Irken.

Zim released his antennae and saluted quickly. "Ah, my Tallest! Finally. I'm sure you'll be relieved to know that I, Zim, the GREATEST INVADER, am moving forward on my mission as planned."