[Caution: This short story contains violence, minor swearing, and implied RaPr. If you're sensitive to any of these topics, I suggest you skip this small fanfic. Also, I do not own Invader Zim. I just like writing about its characters.]
In the heat of an argument, Almighty Tallest Red reveals his true feelings of Almighty Tallest Purple, right to his face. Purple doesn't handle Red's thoughts well. Watch as the perfect relationship between rulers of Irk falls apart at the seams.
(A/N: oh heck this is my first story woah :O
Yes I know the cover is bad, I'll change it at some point. I think this is what's called Anti-Fluff? Is that a thing? If it's not a thing, it is now. I just made it a thing. As much as I love RaPr, I also love to make my readers cry. So yeah, this exists. Not sure if I'll make a chapter 2, but I made sure to make it an option. I wonder if anyone still likes Invader Zim at all...Oh well. I'm just here for fun. That's all, enjoy your reading.)
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.