Invader Zim Fan Fiction/comic Where Dib Breaks Into The Base And Skoodge (Like That Old Lady From Ratatouillie)

Invader Zim fan fiction/comic where Dib breaks into the base and Skoodge (Like that old lady from Ratatouillie) screams and shoots him as a reflex and yeah he just fucking dies.

Cut to Zim getting home with the space milk later, while GIR’s cleaning up.

Skoodge of course, blissfully oblivious to how short his lifeclock’s timer is about to run:

This is everything

Dib talking about GIR to someone asking: Absolutely evil, just diabolical. The dastardly little henchman of the greatest threat to humanity. One time I stared into its soulless eyes and I saw the darkest pits of Limbo. Another time it swallowed a live kitten in front of me, and I’m sure if it is not destroyed, it will eat another.

Dib interacting with GIR in reality:

Another horrible IZ Prompt: Zim’s base becomes the host of a small infestation of Earth vermin. Maybe some test subjects expected from the lab. Maybe some just burrowed in from the surface. Honestly, my money’s on GIR smuggling them through and they set up a nest near the pantry area.

Anyway, Skoodge sees them and starts flipping the fuck out because what else is he to assume but that a lucky handful of Blorch orphans have miraculously survived and now they have come to reap vengeance.

ALTERNATIVELY: that is exactly what has in fact happened, Blorch pups just happen to look exactly like Earth rodents (like the Plague of Babies incident) and are equally as good at stowing away on ships. They hide this fact from anyone encountering them except Skoodge, progressively making him look crazier and crazier even to the other wingnuts living in Zim’s base.

Don’t forget how Membrane literally swore a portion of his life toward vengeance against a possibly mythological figure because he once got socks for Christmas as a child (instead of the twelve cases of Uranium-238 he DESERVED).

Like literally put aside resources and god only knows how much time to stockpile an arsenal of high-powered weapons with the express intent to murder Santa, beloved icon of the world, should he finally encounter him. Hilariously over the top and petty, yet it sounds like the former though, doesn’t it? It’s precise, it’s calculated, and it’s compartmentalized.

What makes the huge difference between that and the characters who can’t seem to turn it off or keep them from going worlds further beyond targeted proportional retribution? Time to bring back one of my favorite Zingers with an addendum.

Zim, Dib, Gaz, and Tak are actually all horribly vindictive spiteful people to more or less equal degrees, but the interesting thing is that Zim and Gaz both exact vengeance in very specific, premeditated ways, which are often wildly out of proportion but once they feel like they've evened the score they will pretty much immediately forget about whatever pissed them off in the first place—whereas Dib and Tak are both ostensibly above being ruled by petty grudges, but very obviously boiling over with a constant resentment that sends them pouncing like rabid dogs at even the slightest opportunity or excuse to make the object of their ire suffer (and if they're both working towards their own self-serving end game that just HAPPENS to involve every terrible thing imaginable befalling their enemies, well... that'll just be a happy by-product of their personal success).

I don't I have any point to make here, I just like it when these freaks are all an overwhelming danger to society (and each other)

Wayne June… save me..

Wayne June

Save me Wayne June