Helena is a superhuman, which means that she is half Human and half Irken. She was born from her human mother named Ursula. Her dad is an Irken named Lard. Her home planet, Haloweentasia, was destroyed by an evil alien group called the Fireans. Fireans look like red-skinned Irkens, but they don't have PAKs or antennaes. Helena's parents both died, so Helena had to stay with her cousins Kat&Tak. Kat is a blue-eyed Irken. Outside of plant Irk she grows hair, but inside of the planet her hair sinks inside her hair and antennaes show again. Kat and Helena both dislike Tak so they sneaked out at night and flew to Earth in Kat's parents spaceship. On Earth Kat&Zim has been going out and they also got married. Helena and Purple dated for a long time and then they got married.

~Zia's POV~

It was many years ago, on Planet Devastis. Why was I there, you might ask; I was ready. Ready for my evaluation, that is. I had trained for years in the academy, enduring many struggles along the way. This was my chance to become...and Invader.
    
    Let me introduce myself; my name is Zia. I was a devoted, proud, competent, judge-mental Irken. I loved my species and all we had done. We had conquered so many, enslaved and murdered. I was loyal to my Tallest, the Control Brains, and I respected anyone taller than I was. I saw no wrong with our empire. Little did I know, my view would soon change.

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I know this one is a short, but the other's I will try to make a bit longer.

STICKLY'S POV
I called ETIR. "ETIR?" I said. "Yeah?" he responded. "I need you to put on your cat disguise and come here." I said. "Okay." ETIR said.

ETIR'S POV
"I gotta go." I said. "Where are we going?" ETFU asked. "Is that ETFU?" Stickly asked. "Yeah." I said. "Keep her there." Stickly commanded. "She doesn't have a disguise." I looked at ETFU. "Okie dokie." I said. "ETFU, master wants you to stay here, okay?"

ETFU'S POV
I didn't want to always stay home. I wanted to see the world as it was. "Okay." I said in a depressed voice.

MOON'S POV
"Well." I said. "It looks like we wouldn't really last here." Cynthia nodded. "Yeah, I agree." she said. "Whatever." Lin said. We all went back in our ship and went home.

STICKLY'S POV
"NOTHING TO SEE HERE!" I yelled, desperately. "THESE ARE JUST FAKE ALIENS!" Everyone still ran and screamed. I sighed. "Well, I give up on that plan." I said. Noshei screamed right in my ear. "Uh, Noshei?!" I said. "Sorry!" Noshei said. "I'm so stressed out. People could find out about you and kill the only friend I've ever had!" Dib ran by with a camera. "Actual footage!" he said. "This'll be shown EVERYWHERE!" Then he tripped and dropped his camera, causing it to break. "You're kidding me." he said. Jukai walked by. "That's pathetic." Jukai said. "MEET AN ALIEN! FIVE DOLLARS!"

LIBBY'S POV
I ran out of the house, in search of Stickly. "STICKLY!" I yelled. Yes, I was EXTREMELY stupid for doing that. "Another alien?!" someone yelled. "Where?!" Dib asked.

STICKLY'S POV
"Ah, crap." I said. "Where's ETIR and ETFU when you need them?!"

ETIR'S POV
I couldn't believe it. The krabby patty FROM the toilet was the one Mr. Krabs ate.

PREVIOUSLY ON INVADER STICKLY
Tak was in Invader Zim's house!

ZIM'S POV
"Tak's getting away!" I said. Tak jumped out the window, into her ship. She flew off. "GIR!" I said. "Go fly to that ship and destroy it!" GIR and ETIR flew up to Tak's ship. They both bumped into the ship. They were knocked down.

ETIR'S POV
It hurt.

GIR'S POV
It did hurt.

DIB'S POV
I remembered that I had made a space ship before. I would use to fly up to Tak. And everyone else would help.

AUTHOR'S POV
Sorry this was so short, everyone. Sorry it sucked. But I'm just trying to end the season quickly.

I love the humble silence of this street,
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, by looking at the leaves
whether Fall or Winter have settled their realm.
I love the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming music of my dreams...


*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*