A Place in Our World - Invader Zim Fan Fiction

Chapter Four - Truth

Twenty minutes later, Zim was in a fresh uniform. Gir and Mini Moose were attending to the mess of cheese strewn throughout the lab.

"The Support call was received on Planet Irk, as well as the call with Tallest Arya," the Computer relayed.

"Don't call her the Tallest!" Zim hissed. "She's a phoney in disguise! She must have hacked into the comms on Irk. We can't trace her that way... Computer, bring up the Massive's flight plan and find out where they were supposed to be at this time."

A hologram of the flight plan popped up, filling the lab with a soft blue light.

Gir stared at the light in awe, dropping a pail of cheese. "Ooooooooooh..."

Zim ignored the added mess. "Well? Where are they?"

"The schedule indicates that they should be around Planet Smo, and their last traceable signal came from the Florpus Hole two weeks ago," the Computer explained.

"There's no way that stupid Shmorpus Hole managed to wipe out the Massive. They're far too brilliant for that. Not as brilliant as me, of course," Zim said.

"Sir, I can confirm that multiple stress signals were picked up from the Massive before the transmissions cut out. And all attempts at locating the Massive from Planet Irk has proved futile," the Computer relayed.

Zim growled. "RIDICULOUS! More of the filthy lies to keep me from communicating with my beloved Tallest! An enemy of Irk, trying to pry away the Armada's most precious soldier. I won't stand for it!"

"Of course, sir," the Computer groaned.

"We will find another way to track this unknown enemy down," Zim mused. "If I could manage to get past these blocks, I co— GIR, STOP EATING THOSE CABLES—I could communicate with the real Tallest and tell them about the phoney trying to keep me away."

The Computer did not respond.

"Well, get on it! Find a way to bypass the blocks!" Zim barked.

"Sir, you can't just hack the Irken Comm system. They'll mark you as a traitor and erase your PAK," the Computer groaned.

"Imbecile! Don't you see that it's not actually Irk we're fighting! I'll do it myself if you won't!" Zim yelled.

The Computer did not offer any argument.

Zim huffed and marched over to another screen, muttering to himself. "Stupid Computer, stupid planet, stupid enemies, stupid, stupid, stupid!"

He sat down in another chair then busied himself with his task.

***

First thing Sunday morning, Dib was awake and ready to take on the day. It took a little bit of time to get away from Clembrane and his dad, but he was soon on his way to retrieve his case from Zim. Damaged or not, he wanted it back. He was sure his dad could fix it for him anyway. If he had to, he could probably get a new one, but he really liked that one.

Soon enough, Zim's house was in sight. It was still just as quiet and still as it was when he left yesterday.

Dib went up to the front door and knocked. "Zim, I know you're in there!"

No response.

Dib groaned. "Zim, open up! I want my case back!"

The door suddenly opened and two gangly robots with human-like designs stood there. One of them seemed female, the other male, but neither of them looked real.

"Great. Zim's robot parents," Dib mumbled to himself.

"Hiya, sport!" the robot dad said, gripping his pipe with one hand.