With the Power of God and CHEESE, anything is possible (invader zim x reader??)

God Save the Pudding

Dib stood at the base of the staircase, caught in the grip of a horror induced stupor that threatened to squeeze the life out of his pitiful little body. His dad, Gaz, and Clembrane were eating dinner. But Aghast! Among them was a fiend! A cockroach! A blemish upon the face of the earth! A horrifying, evil invader from space! A monster! A-

"Yes, It is I! ZIM!" proclaimed Zim. "Behold, Dib-smelly, BEHOLD how I have infiltrated your abode! Soon It will fall to the might of Ziiiiim." He was sitting behind a large plate of pudding, which became a progressively larger and larger plate of pudding as Clembrane continued to add more and more pudding to it. Some of the pudding got on Zim's uniform and Zim hastily flicked it off before proceeding to do a dramatic pose.

Dib gave his dad a look, to which Professor Membrane responded, "Son! You're little friend was playing outside so we invited him over to dinner! Isn't he quite the character!"

"Dad! That's Zim!" He pointed an accusing finger at the alien, "The evil alien invader! He is NOT my friend!"

"Now now son, that is not the way we talk to friends," Professor Membrane chastised, "now come join us for dinner." There was now pudding dripping down Professor Membrane's face, as Clembrane decided there was an inexcusable lack of pudding there. Professor Membrane gestured towards Clembrane "I'm still very confused about...this." Clembrane smiled.

"No!" exclaimed Dib, "I refuse to eat with my enemy! I would rather die!"

"Oh you will Die, Dib," Gaz piped up, "because dad said we had to wait for you to open the pizza." She opened her eyes. They were filled with rage, "So if you refuse to eat dinner, I won't get any pizza. If I don't get any pizza and have to eat a dinner of only pudding, I will personally turn your guts into pudding." As if to emphasize the point, Clembrane added even more pudding onto Gaz's head, where there had already been a substantial pile.

Dib knew better than to doubt Gaz's threats, so he harrumphed his way over to the table. Zim grinned victoriously.

"Once Again, I, ZIM, am VICTORIOUS!"

Dib throws a handful of puddign at Zim. Zim screams as it burns him.

Professor membrane checks his watch and, without warning, shoots out of his chair. "Well! That's the last of the time I had allotted for dinner with my boy and girl children and my boy child's friend! Now I must return....to SCIENCE!" With that he darts out the door. A rocket sound can be heard coming from outside. Whether the Professor was using his rocket shoes or jetpack is up for debate, but in the end it does not really matter.

Zim is still screaming. Gaz grumbles, but continues to eat her pizza. Dib starts eating his own slice of pizza while glaring at Zim.

Zim finally manages to remove the pudding from his person. He shakes his fist, "I will get REVENGE for this, Dib!" Zim moves to throw a slice of pizza at Dib, but Gaz is faster.

She grabs Zim's wrist and says in a horrifying tone that no ten year old should posess, "If you dare waste even a SLICE of this pizza on getting revenge on my brother, you will pay."Zim slowly retracts his hand. Even he knows not to incite Gaz's wrath.

Instead, the alien opts for the far more sensible option of flinging himself across the table; straight up tackling Dib.

...

Zim has long since returned home by now. Gaz had eventually grown tired of his and Zim's fighting interrupting her videogame so she broke up their fight and forced Zim to leave. Zim declaired that their fight wasn't over and would continue the next time they would meet, before Gaz finally kicked him off of the driveway (she quite literally kicked him until he was off the premises).

Dib could still hear the echo of Zim's voice, and the fact that he could not tell if it was his memory of Zim screeching replaying over and over in his head or just that Zim was THAT loud and was still yelling in the neighborhood was a tad concerning to him. Dib wondered if he'd ever be rid of that screech, if he'd ever be rid of Zim.

Dib used to look up at space with hope and wonder in his eyes, but now all he could see when he looked to the stars was Zim looking back at him. Dib felt as if he'd tried everything to get rid of Zim: wits, technology, the supernatural, his dad's anti santa technology, everything. But no matter how much Zim was defeated, Dib never seemed to win. Zim always returned, and just earlier in the evening was taunting him by sitting at his very own dinner table. Looking at the sky, Dib wondered what else he could possibly do to get rid of Zim, when he saw it.

Two lines of stars in the sky, crossing each other.

Dib then remembered how many students at his school practiced something called religion. He had never partaken in it himself as his dad always said it was not scientific and thus not useful; but as Dib had learned through his investigations of the supernatural, his dad's version of science and reality was not always accurate. Maybe there was something to this religion stuff. Maybe it was the key to defeating Zim.

Nothing else had worked, so at the very least it was worth a shot.

Dib looked up on his computer the nearest place of worship. He lucked out, as it was only a couple blocks away.

Tomorrow, Dib was going to pay a visit to this "Church of Cheesus."