Invader Zim Enter The Florpus Page #5

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but maybe a little help?

Huh?

This isn't good.

Gaz!

Marvelous!

I truly believe

I'm falling to a hideous death!

Hang on, Dad!

Don't let go!

Don't worry.

None of this is real.

I'll prove everything to you.

Just hang on!

You'll be proud of me!

Son,

you don't have to prove anything.

I'm always proud of you.

Dad!

I did it, GIR.

The humans cower in fear

before my superior Irken might,

and just in time.

Is that The Tallest

I see approa...

Dib?

You...

Give me the moose.

Huh? Huh? Huh?

Zim, that moose is the only thing

that can save Earth

from your Florpus!

Get your own moose, human!

This one's mine!

Hah, I think you're cool too, Minimoose.

Stop! We're running out of time!

You're ugly when you lie, Dib!

I'm not lying!

Then why are you ugly?

- Give me the moose.

- No!

- Give me the moose.

- No!

- Give me the moose.

- No!

I liked you better

when you were a chair!

And I liked you better

when you were a toilet!

I was not a toilet!

Leprechaun cat, no...

I was hiding in the toilet.

Hmm?

Zim!

No!

Well, he's dead.

GIR, all this evil is doing

a number on my throat.

Fetch me a soothing lozenge!

Huh?

Dad!

Why are you wearing those shirts?

I never hired any of you!

Don't worry, son.

I've got your back.

Spencer! Devon!

- Maria!

- Come on!

Lawrence!

No!

Ah-ha!

GIR, avenge your robot brothers and Maria.

Yes, my master!

You're terrible, GIR!

It's over, Zim.

Oh, it is?

Well, now I'm sad. Wait!

Have you forgotten?

You're grounded!

Uh-oh.

And you, get away from my son!

Uh...

...what's happening?

What is this thing?

- He's you, Dad.

- What?

Who's me, son? I'm me.

But who's that? Pudding break.

I'm very confused right now.

So, it has been revealed.

You've discovered the clone

is not actually

your real father!

You told me he wasn't my real father.

Pudding break over.

Oh, this feels so real!

We need that moose, Dad!

Nothing's uglier

than moose jealousy, Dib.

Ooh, what the... Where did...

Yours is the worst...

butt of them...

butt of them all, Zim.

Dib!

Do you still have

that ham I gave you?

Of course!

The ham!

See?

There's that ham again.

Ham!

Great work, honey, but...

Oops.

Honey, fighting doodn't solve anything.

Also, I found this little moose thing.

Look at it. Isn't it funny?

I command you

to return the moose

and destroy

the Membrane family!

But... they my family.

And that guy,

it's like looking into a mirror.

Oh, I don't know about...

I should've known you'd fail me!

You couldn't even learn

to make pudding the right way.

Hey! You leave Clembrane alone!

Yeah!

It's the best pudding I've ever had

in my life.

Excellent. Now, just...

No!

It's happening!

Use the moose!

Uh, right.

Use the moose.

Um, okay.

Everyone, hold hands again.

Yeah!

Your lives depend on it!

Okay! Hold my hand.

No way! Be serious!

Now, come on, everyone. Faster!

I did my best.

It's no use, Dib.

You've lost.

The Irken Armada is already here.

Forward cannons now at full power.

Almost have it.

Dad, hurry!

We're entering the Florpus!

Zim has won!

No pressure, Dad,

but...

Cut me some slack!

This is my first moose!

Relax.

It's just realities colliding

like my computer said.

And tearing

Earth apart, you moron!

Hmm, um...

Um, um, uh, eh. Oh.

Uh, there...

Oh, no.

I've got it!

My Tallest, the Earth...

It's gone.

That's great news.

- Crisis averted.

- Hurray!

Now we don't have to turn.

Sirs, there's still

the horrifying space hole

straight ahead.

Why are you so negative?

Yay!

Whoo-hoo!

Yeah...

Now,

prepare your eating faces

for incalculable nutrition!

Good work, Foodio.

Thank you, Gazlene.

I hope you can taste

the love simulation I made it with.

Just one final ingwedient.

Family and pudding

and science and wobots and stuff.

So, does he live here now or what?

I'm still very confused.

Enjoying your losers' meal,

eh, Dib?

"Losers"? Your plan failed.

Did it, Dib? Did it?

What if I told you

my plan all along

was to steal

this whatever-it-is?

Phase Two.

It was Phase Two all along.

Is that the ceramic clown puppy

from our living room?

Who's laughing now, Dib?

I am, see?

Why didn't you invite

your little green friend

in for dinner, son?

Dad, that was Zim,

the alien who almost destroyed

the world, remember?

Son, of course I remember.

I remember

getting hit on the head

and dreaming up

all that crazy stuff.

What?

What's happening?

Is everything over?

Yes, GIR, I'm just waiting for The Tallest

to answer this call so I can

tell them all about my success.

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Did we win?

Of course. Zim always wins...

No thanks to you

working with the enemy.

Heh, good one, Minimoose.

I can't stay mad at you.

Ah, here we go.

My Tallest,

I am pleased to report

my plan was a success and I now

have Dib's puppy clown thing,

which was my plan all along.

Does this please you?

That sounded like a yes to me.

Yay! I missed you so much!

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