Title: Twisted

Author: Growly

Fandom: Invader Zim

Rating: PG-13 (?)

Status: Complete

Archive: Yes on WWOMB

Disclaimer: They belong to Jhonen, not to me.

Notes: This is for the first line challenge ^^;;

Warning: None as far as I know.

Twisted
by Growly
***

"Let's do it again..." Zim gasped, leaning against the edge of the computer, obviously exhausted, looking over at the half-naked human who was still grasping the wall in a vain attempt to stand without wobbling. So maybe it hadn't been all that great...but that didn't mean it wouldn't go better the next time, right?

"No..." Dib mumbled, wiping the sweat from his brow as he regarded the alien. "I swear there's no way you're getting me to do that again! The human body wasn't meant to bend that way!" He could already tell that he was going to be quite sore in the morning. Just this once he wished he hadn't tried to foil Zim's world conquest plans. It just wasn't worth dealing with this kind of thing.

"SILENCE STINK BEAST!!! You cannot tell me what to do, I am ZIM!!!"

"I don't care! I've had enough of your stupid, idiotic plans you... you...stupid alien!"

"You dare call ZIM stupid!?"

"I don't see you stopping me."

"..."

"C'mon Zim. It WAS pretty stupid to get caught in your own stupid machine."

"SILENCE!!!"

Mumbles are barely audible. "What kind of moron comes up with the idea to make a giant machine to twist humans into pretzals? That's got to be the lousiest plan you've come up with yet. Well... maybe not as lousy as..."

"I SAID SILENCE!!!!!!!!"

For long moments there wasn't a sound to be heard. Then...

"WOOOHOOO!!!! I LOVE YOU PRETZAL!!!!!!!" GIR dashed across the room with Dib's coat wrapped around his head and flapping out behind him like a cape.

"..."

"..."

"...I hate you."

*End*