Title: The PLAN

Author: Growly

Rating: PG

Fandom: Invader Zim

Archive: Yes to WWOMB

Disclaimer: They're not mine!

Notes: This is in response to a challenge exchange between me and a friend. Her challenge, write a fic starting with the opening "He's late" with a time limit of five minutes.

Warnings: None

The PLAN
by Growly
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"He's late!" Zim glared at the door, as if it was to blame for his current problem. "I told him to be here at sunset!" Pacing the length of the floor, Zim muttered soft curses to himself. "Foolish stink beast. He should be honored to have this opportunity!"

The sound of something being knocked over caused him to turn with a snarl, "GIR, what do you think you're…" His words died in his throat with a muttered "eep" as he got a look at the person who had just
climbed in the window moments before.

"Dib-beast?"

The human looked at him, embarrassment plain on his face. He'd gotten tangled in some wires while trying to make his way through the security net, and was now - literally - hanging around in Zim's
kitchen. Upside down.

"What do you think you're doing, foolish wormbaby!" The Irken growled as he looked up at the Dib-creature.

"I'm here to stop whatever horrible thing you're planning Zim!" Dib declared heatedly. It would have had a bit more oomph to it if he hadn't been in such an awkward position with the blood running to his head.

"Stop ZIM!? Ah ha… ahahahaha!!!" Maniacal laughter ripped from the alien's throat as he stood with his hands on his hips, the very picture of triumph.

"You can laugh now, Zim! Just you wait! Your little plan will fail!"

Both of them froze as the doorbell rang.

A smirk crossed the invader's lips as he started for the door. "You see DIB? It is useless to try to fight against Zim!" He opened the front door.

Standing in the yard was a pizza delivery boy, struggling under the weight of a huge stack of pizza boxes. "Put them over there, foolish stinkbeast!" Zim ordered imperiously.

"Pizza? THIS is your plan to…?"

"PIZZAAAA!!!!" GIR tackled the delivery boy.

"My brilliant plan to distract GIR so I can…uh… come up with a BRILLIANT PLAN to conquer this miserable ball of filthy dirt!"

"… you suck…"

*end*
In case anyone was wondering, my challenge to her was to start a fic with the line "Whatever you do don't eat the *fill in the blank*"