AN:

I'm not all that happy with this chapter D: But oh well, the next one will be better.

Sorry about any random capitalization's, it's a bad habit of mine.

Thank you for all of the kind reviews! =) They really made me smile!

Do not own Invader Zim.

Zim was frustrated, appalled, and overall down right pissed!

"ARGH! Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! You let her get inside your head! I AM ZIM!!!" He threw up his arms.

His two sidekicks, GIR and Minimoose, just gave him strange looks.

GIR tilted his head to the side.

"Why ya upset, Mastah?" It said, with a worried expression.

"I'M NOT UPSET!! DO I LOOK UPSET TO YOU?!" Zim twitched.

"Squeak," Minimoose squeaked.

"..Really?" Zim asked.

"Squeak,"

"It looks that bad?"

"Squeak,"

"Huh,"

"Squeak,"

"Okay! That was uncalled for!"

"Squeak!"

"Don't go there,"

"SQUEEEAAK!"

"NO I'M NOT!"

"Squee-EEK!"

"Why you..!"

GIR sniffled.

"Don't be angry, Mastah," It whimpered.

Zim looked over at his little robot companion.

"Eeeehhh...." He scratched behind his head, trying not to touch his bent, bandaged, antenna.

"Please, Mastah?" GIR looked at him sadly, "Do it for the piggies,"

Zim averted his gaze, he couldn't stand to see GIR cry.

"Yeah...Sorry, GIR..."

The silver androids cyan eyes lit up.

"YAY!" It squealed.

"But still, that demon spawn vexes me!" Zim growled.

"Sounds like someone has a crush," His sarcastic computer mused.

"WHAT?! I MOST CERTAINLY DO NOT! ....What's a crush?"

The computer let out a bored sigh.

"A crush is when a male or female fancies another male or female,"

"...Define 'Fancies',"

Another sigh.

"To have attractions or strange feelings to someone else,"

"...Define 'Attractions',"

"You don't pay me enough for this..."

"I don't pay you,"

"You should after all you put me through!"

Zim glanced suggestively towards the OFF switch on the computer.

"Okay! Okay! Don't get your antennae in a knot..."

Zim fooled with the bandage on his injured feeler. He wasn't amused.

"Heh heh...Oh yeah...(Krm) Attractions are when...Well...You know what romance is, correct?"

Zim nodded slowly, starting to not like where this was going.

"You know how you love explosions and doom?

"Yeah..."

"Well, you are attracted to that! And if you have attractions to a certain female..(COUGH)Gaz(COUGH) That means you like her!"

Zim scratched his chin.

"Mmhmm...But you still haven't told me what attractions are,"

"If I had limbs I would be strangling you right now,"

"YOU'S IN LUUUVVVVV!" GIR chimed in.

Zim's antennae stood straight on end.

"Me?! An Irken Invader?! In LOVE?! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" He laughed, starting one of his crazy cackles.

"Squeak," Minimoose added.

"Ahaha...Whoo...I needed that, Thanks GIR," He giggled, wiping a tear from his eye.

"Squeak!"

"Eh?"

"Squeak!"

"Ehhh?"

"SQUEAK!!"

"EHHH?!"

"SQUEAK!!!!!"

Zim gasped.

"MINIMOOSE!"

The small, round, and purple moose rolled it's eyes.

"Squeak,"

"Oh no he didn't,"

"STAY OUT OF THIS, COMPUTER!"

"I LIKE PIGGIES!" GIR chirped.

"GIR!" Zim snapped.

"Yes Master?"

"TAKE YOUR PIGGIES ELSEWHERE!"

"Aww..." GIR pouted, grabbing it's rubber piggie and leaving the room.

"Now, MINIMOOSE! To answer you're VICIOUS question, No, I do not," Zim folded his arms.

"Squeak,"

"YOU LEAVE MY MOTHER OUT OF THIS!"

"Zim...You don't have a mother..." His computer said.

He grinned goofily.

"I know, I just always wanted to say that,"

"Squeak,"

"You will never get my Zimmy logic,"

"Sque--"

"SILENCE! Now, I am going to retire to my quarters, warn me of ANY intruders!"

"Squeak!" Minimoose squeaked obediently.

"Yes, Master..." Computer said, bored.

And with that, Zim left.

"Squeak?"

"I don't know...He's crazy,"

"I HEARD THAT!" Zim called from the other room.

The next morning, GIR and Minimoose were busy making waffles in the kitchen.

"GIIIIIRRRRRR!!!!!!" Zim's scream could be heard throughout the base.

GIR's eyes turned red in obedience, and it walked out of the kitchen to come to the aid of it's master.

"Yes my lord?" It asked, entering Zim's quarters.

Zim was digging through his closet, tossing Invader Uniforms of every color this way and that.

"WHERE IS MY RED UNIFORM?!"

"I put it in the wash, Sir!"

"WHY?!"

"It was dirty, and someone like yourself should not be wearing something unworthy,"

"...Good point,"

GIR's eyes returned to an aqua color and grinned.

"Watcha want on you're waffles, Mastah?"

"Eeehhh, Those Berries of Straw..." Zim said, looking over an orange Invader Uniform.

"Strawberries?" GIR asked.

"Yeah, Those, and those little sweet chips," He said, tossing away the orange one, and picking up a blue one.

"Chocolate chips?"

"Yeah! And Extra syrup!" He grinned, picking up a black and purple Invader Uniform with coattails and a turtle neck, "How does this look?" He asked, holding up the uniform over himself.

GIR's eyes flashed red again.

"Dashing, my lord! And may I say, it really brings out your eyes," The SIR unit complimented.

"Thank you!" His grin widened, "You really think so?" He asked, Turning to face the mirror.

"Of course my lord,"

"I am pretty amazing," He beamed.

GIR's eyes turned cyan again.

"I'mma gonna go make waffles now!"

"Oh, and GIR?"

"Yuh-huh?"

"Don't put soap in the waffles again. It made me sick for a week last time,"

"Okie!" The little robot smiled and skipped out of his room.

Zim looked back into the mirror.

"Why am I so amazing?" He asked himself, before putting on the uniform.

Meanwhile, Upstairs, GIR and Minimoose went straight back to making waffles.

"We'sa gunna put chocolate in it! And strawberries on toooop!~" GIR sang happily.

"Squeak,"

"Yuh-Huh?"

"Squeak?"

"Dun worry! Ah'm not puttin' any soap in it!" GIR assured.

"...Squeak?" Minimoose squeaked hopefully.

"Sure we can put soap in ours!" GIR said, adding two bars of soap into a separate bowl of waffle batter.

"Mastah's gunna be soooo happy!" It said gleefully.

Just then, Zim stepped out of the toilet elevator, and into the kitchen.

"SQUEAK!" Minimoose gasped, dropping the spoon in his mouth.

Zim adjusted the collar of his uniform and looked over at Minimoose.

"What's the matter?"

"SQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAKSQUEAK!!!!"

"GIR did say I looked good in it," He commented, looking over himself.

"SQUUUEEEEAK!"

"REALLY?Thank you! I can just see Dib's face now! I AM ZIM!!!" He cheered.

"I maaadeee waaaffllees!" GIR said joyously.

Zim looked over at the clock.

"Can you make that to go? I can't be late for Hi Skool, it wouldn't be normal!" Zim asked GIR.

GIR looked a little sad his master was leaving, but nodded.

"Good. Now, Minimoose, fetch me my INGENIOUS disguise!"

"Squeak!" Minimoose squeaked, and floated off to grab his disguise.

GIR handed Zim the waffles in a bag.

"Have a good day at school, mastah!" GIR smiled.

"Squeak!" Minimoose said, reentering

"Ah, yes," Zim said, taking his wig and contacts, and putting them in place, "GIR, watch the base. Minimoose, make sure GIR doesn't blow up the base,"

GIR's eyes turned red and he saluted.

"Yes sir!"

"Squeak!"

Zim smiled triumphantly, "Good," He said finally before strutting out of the house.

Later at school...

Dib sat at his desk in Biology, fidgeting.

"Zim must be planning something...Something EVIL! ...I really gotta stop talking to myself," He sighed.

Mr. Reaper glared at him.

"Yes Dib... It appears Zim has decided not to join us today..." He said, Hissing his words like a snake.

"B-But..!" Dib protested.

"SILENCE! You disgusting child...Now, to start our next lesso--"

"DO NOT FRET WORM BABIES! THE ALMIGHTY ZIM HAS RETURNED!" Zim shouted as he entered the classroom.

"...Zim...You seem to have changed your dreadful wardrobe..." Mr. Reaper hissed, not caring a bit.

"YES I DID! For today..." He said.

Gaz looked up from her notebook to see what Zim was rambling on about, to her surprise he was wearing a different uniform. To be honest, she liked this one a lot more.

She watched as he took his seat, getting weird looks from his classmates. As long as they'd known him, he'd ALWAYS worn the same uniform, which seemed to adjust to him as he grew.

Dib just glared at him.

"Is this your next evil plan, Zim?"

Zim chuckled.

"Nonsense, Worm-baby! My usual uniform finally got dirty enough that it's self-cleaning cloth couldn't cleanse it,"

"Self-cleaning cloth?! That's not normal! That sounds alien!" Dib narrowed his brown eyes.

"Uhhh...Did I say self-cleaning cloth? I meant normal cloth! Normal I say! I AM NORMAL!!!"

Gaz snickered at their nonsense, and somehow, caught Zim's attention.

He glowered at her, scratching his wig, right where his hurt antenna was.

She smirked at him.

He smirked back, raising a bare brow.

Dib looked back and forth between the two.Why is Zim looking at my sister like that..? He wondered.

Zim allowed his long segmented tongue to make a circular path around his lips, and gave Gaz a challenging look.

Gaz once again wasn't intimidated, she just waved her fingers at him.

Zim gave her a malicious zipper-tooth smile, and waved his three-fingered hand back at her.

Dib then connected the dots. Gaz going out the night before, Her having knowledge about Zim, Zim's strange behavior and change of clothes, the way they looked at each other. HE'S TRYING TO BEFRIEND GAZ TO GET TO ME! He thought fearfully.

The bell rang.

Time for their next class.

Dib followed Zim to his locker, ready to point the finger at him.

Zim was fooling with some sort of holographic clipboard, designing a doomsday machine, or at least that's what Dib thought.

"ZIM!" Dib yelled.

"AHH!" Zim yelped, shoving the clipboard into his locker, "What do you want, Pig-Smelly?"

"Stay away from my sister!" Dib shouted at Zim.

"...Eh? I haven't touched your sister..." He trailed off upon seeing Dib's anger and frustration.

He smiled devilishly. It was time to irk Dib.

"...Unless you are referring to the other night..." Zim almost purred.

"..What? What do you mean by that?!" Dib asked.

"Yes...I seem to remember Gaz-Demon entering my bed chambers..." He said thoughtfully, his blue eyes sparkling.

Dib's facial expression twisted into one of pure horror and shock.

"I was asleep, but I wasn't for long..." He said, explaining each detail slowly, relishing in Dib's displeasure.

"You see, Gaz-Human woke me, apparently wanting...Hmm...Revenge..?"

Dib looked completely terrified.

"W-What kind of r-revenge..?" He was almost afraid to ask.

"She's a tricky one," Zim smiled, "Ahh, I gotta get to my next class, Dib-Worm, Begone with you!" He said shooing Dib away.

"W-Wait! ZIIIM!" Dib yelled as Zim ran off to his next class, A class Dib was not in.

Dib clenched his fists.

I know you're hiding something, Zim, and I'll find out! Whatever it takes...