"I'm Here" | Invader Zim X Fem!Reader

Log 1

Maybe this lifetime will actually be fun.

“The hell are you still doing out here?!” Melissa… or shall I says Mother questions, exiting the house. “Do you need me to drive you to school?”

I took a glance back to the weird house, “yeah. That would be nice.”

The ride to school was only spent questioning the storyline. It wouldn't make much sense for me to actually meet Zim, he enters elementary school, or some kind of middle school, but I literally look like an adult.

At least middle of highschool, or some shit.

The family I'm with now seemed to have just moved in, so obviously they're stupid along with all the other people in this world. Not questioning the house, that I'm assuming appeared from nowhere in the middle of the night, just like the show depicts.

Humming softly I walked into the school, ignoring the protest of my clothing choices.

It was a two floored building, the words hanging from a sign made me cringe.

‘Hi Skool’

Oh I hate this place already.

The crumbled paper in my hand held the room numbers of all my classes. 1029

The number repeated 7 times on the page. I'm in the same classroom, the whole day.

Must be a small school.

Looking at the doors, I scanned their numbers.

2237, 2729, 2300, 2021

Why are the 2000’s on the first floor? And why don't they go in order!?

Finding the staircase I ascended instantly finding the classroom at the top. Thank God I don't have to go through the horror of trying to find it in this mess of a school.

Inhaling deeping, I made my way in. Seeing the faces of my new classmates.

Oh and also faces my mind remembered from that show.

Dib was the first person I set my eyes on. “Damn.” I mutter softly.

He absolutely didn't have a big head anymore, definitely grew to fit it. His ears were coated in piercing. Probably a bit of eyeliner under his eyes.

His trademark black trench coat covered his blue shirt that held an unsmiling gray face on it.

His brown eyes darted over to me, regarding me with a confused glance.

I managed to rip my eyes off his form, taking a seat in the desk besides his. A small bit off centered from the teachers desk.

If Dib is here… then that means–

The door slammed open, hitting the wall, as a dark figure creeped (definitely levitated) across the floor to the teachers desk.

Ms. Bitters…

The obvious non-human teacher glared down at us through her opaque glasses.

The injured door gently (more gently that how ms. Bitters treated it) welcoming the face of Zim.

Holy shit.

He's short. Like… short short.

The green skinned alien, scanned the class room with his purple eyes. The black hair upon his head was just as fitting in the show.

The cinnamon roll stood perfectly still with his hands hidden hidden behind his back.

“Class, I would like to introduce the newest, hopeless appendage to the student body. His name is... Zim. Zim, if you have something to say, say it now, because after this moment, I don't wanna hear another sound from you!” iconic Ms. Bitters.