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Summary: An Invader Zim one-shot, part of a series of unusual pairings. Zita is ticked at Dib.
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She hated Dib so much right now.
She had never liked him; ever since they were kids she had known he was a weirdo, a freak, and if there was one positive thing to say about his presence in her life it was that it gave her an infinite opportunity to mock him. And mock him she did. After all, Zita was the cool girl, the smart one, the kid with the sharpest wit and the ego to match. Dib was the nutcase who spent all his free time ranting about aliens while everyone else was worrying about important things, like clothes and movies and stuff.
Zita never passed up an opportunity to make fun of him. Not only was it funny, but it was a great tactic: Dib didn't have any friends, nobody liked him, so calling him crazy would make everybody laugh and just boost her own popularity more and more. It was so easy, and she loved doing it. She would just smirk when he glared at her after her barbs, basking in his anger as much as in everybody else's happy approval.
But then Dib had to go and ruin it. Things changed overnight after that stupid invasion; as soon as it got out that it had been Dib to defeat the aliens' mothership---and that it was Zim who had called them, that Dib had been right all those years since elamentry skool, about him, about everything---his popularity standing changed overnight! Now he was on every TV channel, the cover of every magazine and newspaper, and in the skoolyard he was instantly the undisputed King of Cool. Now that he was Earth's savior, people hung on his every word about aliens, Bigfoot, pirate ghosts in the town lake or whatever insanity he was spouting off that day. And it didn't help that he was almost six feet tall now, that his stupid hair scythe was so long and cool and---Zita would admit it to herself, only reluctantly---that he looked much less like a geek now and looked---almost---handsome.
Of course, Zita was not stupid. She was smart, so it didn't take her long to realize that the tide had changed and Dib was now her social equal, so what did she do? The only logical thing she could think of: try to recruit him as an ally. After all, she had always used him to boost her own image before; she had no major qualms doing the same thing now, in the reverse.
But Dib didn't want to be her ally.
Dib didn't want to help her boost her own popularity.
To Zita's shock---her total, complete, absolute shock---Dib blew her off.
Dib Membrane, the richest, smartest, and now for the first time absolutely coolest kid in skool did something no popular kid had ever done in the history of all time: ignore his own popularity.
Zita felt like she had been slapped in the face. Dib wouldn't eat lunch with the cool kids---he went back to sitting by himself like he always did, sometimes accompanied by his sister, and sometimes---to Zita's utter horror---even with the other geeky kids, like Keef or Melvin or even Gretchen. And imagine her shock when he turned down her invitation to the Sadie Hawkins' dance, and took that geek instead, laughing and smiling at her even as she stepped on his toes during every slow dance. Zita, believe it or not, wound up dateless---she had turned down The Letter M to get Dib, and by the time Dib turned her down he was going with Jessica instead.
It annoyed her. It bothered her. It freakin' pissed her off! All of a sudden Dib was the most popular boy in skool, and he didn't even care?! He wasn't even going to do it right?! And he was going to turn her down for a dance to take a freak like Gretchen instead?! Who did he think he was?!
Zita hated Dib so much right now.
No matter how popular or handsome that stupid freak was.

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Summary: An Invader Zim one-shot, part of a series of unusual pairings. Zita is ticked at Dib.
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She hated Dib so much right now.
She had never liked him; ever since they were kids she had known he was a weirdo, a freak, and if there was one positive thing to say about his presence in her life it was that it gave her an infinite opportunity to mock him. And mock him she did. After all, Zita was the cool girl, the smart one, the kid with the sharpest wit and the ego to match. Dib was the nutcase who spent all his free time ranting about aliens while everyone else was worrying about important things, like clothes and movies and stuff.
Zita never passed up an opportunity to make fun of him. Not only was it funny, but it was a great tactic: Dib didn't have any friends, nobody liked him, so calling him crazy would make everybody laugh and just boost her own popularity more and more. It was so easy, and she loved doing it. She would just smirk when he glared at her after her barbs, basking in his anger as much as in everybody else's happy approval.
But then Dib had to go and ruin it. Things changed overnight after that stupid invasion; as soon as it got out that it had been Dib to defeat the aliens' mothership---and that it was Zim who had called them, that Dib had been right all those years since elamentry skool, about him, about everything---his popularity standing changed overnight! Now he was on every TV channel, the cover of every magazine and newspaper, and in the skoolyard he was instantly the undisputed King of Cool. Now that he was Earth's savior, people hung on his every word about aliens, Bigfoot, pirate ghosts in the town lake or whatever insanity he was spouting off that day. And it didn't help that he was almost six feet tall now, that his stupid hair scythe was so long and cool and---Zita would admit it to herself, only reluctantly---that he looked much less like a geek now and looked---almost---handsome.
Of course, Zita was not stupid. She was smart, so it didn't take her long to realize that the tide had changed and Dib was now her social equal, so what did she do? The only logical thing she could think of: try to recruit him as an ally. After all, she had always used him to boost her own image before; she had no major qualms doing the same thing now, in the reverse.
But Dib didn't want to be her ally.
Dib didn't want to help her boost her own popularity.
To Zita's shock---her total, complete, absolute shock---Dib blew her off.
Dib Membrane, the richest, smartest, and now for the first time absolutely coolest kid in skool did something no popular kid had ever done in the history of all time: ignore his own popularity.
Zita felt like she had been slapped in the face. Dib wouldn't eat lunch with the cool kids---he went back to sitting by himself like he always did, sometimes accompanied by his sister, and sometimes---to Zita's utter horror---even with the other geeky kids, like Keef or Melvin or even Gretchen. And imagine her shock when he turned down her invitation to the Sadie Hawkins' dance, and took that geek instead, laughing and smiling at her even as she stepped on his toes during every slow dance. Zita, believe it or not, wound up dateless---she had turned down The Letter M to get Dib, and by the time Dib turned her down he was going with Jessica instead.
It annoyed her. It bothered her. It freakin' pissed her off! All of a sudden Dib was the most popular boy in skool, and he didn't even care?! He wasn't even going to do it right?! And he was going to turn her down for a dance to take a freak like Gretchen instead?! Who did he think he was?!
Zita hated Dib so much right now.
No matter how popular or handsome that stupid freak was.