New Invader Zim X Reader

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Zim didn't seem fazed by Ms.Hopper's sudden fall and distress, if anything he was confused and only observed.

"ZIM! We have to do something! But I don't know what to do, is she having a heart attack or something? I think she's having a heart attack Zim!" 

Zim only shrugged," I dunno, what do you expect me to do about it. I don't see why you care anyway, isn't this  natural for wrinkly old humans...He was going to die eventually."

"NO! And he is a she---"suddenly Ms.Hopper's coughing became longer and harder while she made a motion with her hand toward her chest before she seemed to almost go limp.

Y/n moved to try to help her up, but then an idea and word came to her, CPR, which she has only heard about but never really learned about. All she knew was that somebody would push on the chest to try to wake them up or something. But she made the connections that maybe it was to help them breathe or pump blood somehow; though she was still foggy on the idea she felt she had to do something. 

But Y/n didn't, she was unsure of herself. She thought if she did anything she might make matters worse. And on top off it all was the fact she felt frozen and weak, her legs felt wobbly. If she tried to do anything she felt like she might fall.

"Human, lets go. Leave her there, she's probably already expired. WE HAVEN'T TIME TO LOSE!" 

Zim began marching onward down the hall, but when he turned around he noticed you weren't following,"If you don't comply with my demands human I'll have no choice but to dissect you instead, or something."

Y/n still felt sick to her stomach and weak in the knees, but she didn't want to be dissected so she came toward Zim and began walking. Though she still felt ill, walking did make her feel a little better, but at the same time worse. Because the wobbliness would travel throughout her entire body, giving her goosebumps and making her lightheaded. 

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While walking Zim let out a sigh, muttering to himself," Pitiful human."

Which didn't go unnoticed by Y/n, "What do you mean?" But she probably knew the answer to this, she still felt very guilty about Ms.Hopper. 

"You seemed quite concerned about that wrinkly human......Are all you humans so weak that you can't even save each other? How pathetic," Zim chuckled slightly, "If that is so, then this race is doomed. You should work on taking action human if you even plan to keep on living."

"Why do you care if I'm concerned? Why do you care if I survive? Aren't I just an experiment? Which means I am doomed, not like I'm one of your minions or something. Right?" Y/n said, 

she almost surprised herself. She felt like she might puke with talking that much. Still choking on her own guilt. Ms.Hopper just wouldn't leave her mind, and Zim's mention of her failure really wasn't helping. But she felt she deserved to feel ashamed and guilty.

"Heh-Heh-Heh, right," Zim chuckled," I am going to be your future overlord. I am Irk's finest invader after all," he said proudly placing a hand on his chest." And if you want to be one of my minions then you'd have to be able to act on my commands, at your rate GIR is a better minion. Not to mention being loyal to your master, which is me of course!"

Y/n was slightly offended, but kept quiet and ate a snickers from the Halloween bag.

"But don't worry, you do have a world-dominating potential which I will use to destroy your pathetic planet. Basically think of it as being a weapon of annihilation. And all because of my geniusness. You should be honored to even be  WORTHY enough to be one of my human specimens."