By popular demand, here's the epiLogue to the Human and Irken UNITE! story! This was a lot of fun to write! I hope this all gives you a satisfying feeling and answers all the questions the last chapter may have left you with! Thank you all again for your reviews, faves, and support! It really means a lot to me! You guys are what kept this story going for so many years! I love you all! I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim, no I don't.

Seven years later...

Zim grinned to himself as he checked himself out in the mirror. He turned around and examined himself closely, He frowned once he got a look at his rather dull teeth. Humming a bit to himself, he reached over onto his work table and grabbed a knife. He then bared his zippper-like teeth and began to sharpen them with the untencil. He smirked once he finished, grabbed his dark red cape and fastened it to his shoulders. He then gave himself another look-over before nodding his head. "Yup, that IS about as sinisterly handsome as a guy can get," he said proudly.

He then marched over to the platform he needed to go to. It made a whirring noise before lowering the small Irken down to the cround of cheering Irkens. Zim waved to them arrogantly, reveling in the fact that the ones who once laughed at him now worshipped him like they were meant to. "Greetings, you fools!" he called.

"ALL HAIL THE MIGHTY SMARTEST!" the people cheered.

Zim grinned to himself. When he had passed the training and became the Tallest, he decided to give himself a new name, a nickname of sorts, as he did not want people calling him based on something he wasn't.

He spread his arms out, causing the crowd to cheer even louder. "Thank you, thank you! Yes, I know I'm amazing! I know, I kno-hey, you in the back! You're not cheering loud enough! RAISE YOUR CLAWS IN THE AIR INGRATE! Thank you," Once the crowd had calmed down, Zim brought his arms down. "Of course, where would the almighty Smartest be without his lovely partner, the equally almighty Darkest?"

The crowd once again burst in to applause as another platform lowered to reveal their female leader. The crowd continued to cheer, even when they say that her attention was not on them, but on her latest Gameslave she held in her claws.

Zim cleared his throat nervously. "Psst! Gaz, we're on!" he whispered.

"Hm?" the girl murmered before looking ahead and noticing the crowd. "Oh Irk," she muttered before pausing her game. "I always forget how fast those elevator things go." The once human girl then straightened out her black cape and joined Zim by his side. "Fellow Irkens," she said with a nod.

"WE LOVE YOU YOUR DARKEST!" One random Irken shouted from the farthest left of the room.

Gaz turned her puple eyes to the Irken. "You love me Bek? Then make these Gamelsaves faster! I gave you the blueprints, this shouldn't be so hard for you!"

Zim nodded in agreement before turning to the general population. "Alright, we have important issues we need to discuss." He gestured towards the giant screen behind them where a picture of a planet appeared. "As you all know, we have recently been discussing trade with planet Vort. And when I say trade, I mean we really want their couch. It's not the universe's most comfortable couch for nothing." He folded his arms behind his PAK. "I think we gave them a fair offer. We were willing to give them this," he held up a long, red string, "red shoelace!" He frowned. "But those Vortians refused us, not understanding how generous our offer was. I mean, these aren't exactly commong on Irk! We all wear boots!"

Gaz placed a claw on his shoulder, pulling him back from his building rage. She then turned to the population."So, since they won't hand over the couch, we've decided to take it by force." She pointed at the screen where a close-up of where the couch was being held was shown. "I've examined the perimeter and I've decided the best way to go about this is to blow up the town square, causing a commotion, followed by sending our strongest soldiers into this building, where they will take out the guards. Then we willl send in out stealthiest soldiers to sneak past any traps that are set, grab the couch, and head home."

Zim smiled proudly at her. Her years of gaming had really turned her into a real strategist. She always came up with the battle plans when taking on a planet, whil he gave command and created any new technology that could help them out. No one had decided on that, it just came naturally. He turned back to the population. "Any questions?"

One Irken raised his claw. "Yeah uh, why don't we just blow up the planet?"

Gaz sighed. "Violence isn't the answer to everything. We need strategy AND violence. Do you want the couch to be blown up in the explosion?"

Another Irken raised a claw. "How are we going to carry that huge couch out of the building?"

Gaz rolled her eyes. "Teamwork. We're sending a lot of you goons in there. You know when we ask if there are any questions, we're being retorical, right?"

One more Irken raised a claw. "When are we going to take over that planet you came from, my Darkest? The one you call 'Earth'?"

A few members of the population gasped, while others turned to look at the speaker in shock.

Zim, seeing that his love girl was fuming at this point, placed the tips of his claws together and walked to the front of the stage. "Um, Doof was it?"

The Irken scratched his head. "Uh, my name is Tud actually-"

"Yeah, yeah, your name is Doof now. So Doof, do you remember that law we made a few years back? If not, let me remind you: Earth is to remain untouched forevernore."

"But why?" Doof asked, causing a few fellow Irkens to face palm.

Zim glared. "Because, foolish underling, your mighty Darkest has a brother-unit there that she would prefer to remain unharmed. He, as well as his planet, are off-limits and to remain untocuhed by our kind."

Doof frowned. "With all due respect, I don't really understand that law. What's a brother-unit? Why does our Darkest care about what happens to him?"

Zim shook his head with a smile. "Well nobody cares that you don't understand." He walked back over to Gaz. "Your Darkest commands it. And who's the one who has become the greatest strategist in all Irken history in just seven short years?"

"Our Darkest," the group said in unison.

Zim nodded. "Yes, and who is the invetor of our beloved Azzip, a delicious treat that we can all injest, based on her favorite Earth treat?"

"Our Darkest," the group said again/

Zim spread his arms out. "And who left this planet a human, came back as a powerful Irken, and then blew the Irken Council away with her strength by ripping off the former Tallest Red's left arm, consequently earning hersefl the title 'Tallest-in-training'?"

"Our Darkest."

"Exactly," Gaz said with a nod. She then lit her hand on fire with dark energy and hurled it at Doof. "So don't question me!" she yelled over the Irken's cries.

Zim smiled as if nothing had happened. "So, testing for who will be assiged on this mission will be this afternoon. I wish you the best of luck. and if you fail, you're useless and deserve to feel bad about yourself. Unitl next time!"

The crowd cheered as Zim and his partner were lifted back off the stage.

"Nice job handling Doof back there," Zim said as he drove the Voot around the small buildings decorating the Armada. "He sure got a taste of your darkness! ...He wasn't anybody important was he?"

Gaz leaned back in her seat and placed her boots on the dash of the control panal. "Don't worry, that wasn't enought to kill him. Just give him nightmares for the rest of his life."

Zim sighed and pushed her feet off the panal. "Don't do that! You know I hate it when you do that! Did the laser incident from last year teach you nothing?"

Gaz smirked a bit as she looked at the button that controlled the laser. "My boot barely touched it."

"The laser said differently," Zim said before scratching the side of his face. His ruby eyes lit up as an idea came to him. "Hey Gaz, how about you and I get something to eat?"

A large smile sperad across the girl's face. "Can we go to our favorite place?"

Zim grinned wickedly at her. "Where else would we go?" He worked the controls of the ship and drove it to the right. Affer awhile, the duo found themselves at Foodcourtia.

"The usual?" Zim asked.

"Of course."

Zim nodded and pulled back the windshield of the Voot. He then pulled up to the first window and tapped on it. "We demand food!"

The window opened to reveal a very familiar face. "Welcome to Foodcourtia, where we- oh Irk! Not you two again!"

"Heeeeey Red," Zim said smugly as Gaz twiddled her fingers in greeting.

Red placed a claw over his face. "Don't you two ever get tired of coming here?"

Zim looked at Gaz. "Are you tired?"

Gaz pretended to think about it before shaking her head. "Nope. You?"

"Nope."

They both looked at Red. "Nope," they said in unison.

While Red groaned, Gaz took in the old-fashioned diner outfit the former Tallest was forced to wear. "I still think it's a good look on you."

"Oh shut up!" Red growled at her.

Zim raised a finger. "Ah, ah, ah, be careful Red. Remember what happened the last time you vexed her Darkest?"

Red sighed and used his right hand to feel the empty socket where his left arm had been. "Yeah...I remember..."

Gaz grinned. "Well, you don't have to remember. When Zim taped it, he saved it to our Voot's memory!" Before Red could protest, Gaz pressed a few buttons that caused a holagraphic screen to appear above the control panal.

Red and Purple were looking tiredly down at Zim. "Well Zim," Red said in a bored tone, "I'm glad to see you've come to your senses and decided to take up training to be the next Tallest. I'm sure you'll honor the name and work hard to-are you filming us? Why do you have a camera?"

"Hey there!"

Red and Purple looked off to the side to see Gaz marching up to them. The Red tallest looked confused. "Uh...hi there?"

"I don't think you're supposed to be here," Purple said. "Isn't there somewhere you need to be, little lady?"

"You two don't recognize me?" Gaz hissed.

The two Tallest exchanged a look before looking back down at her. "Um no," Puple said.

"We have no idea who you are," Red said. "I don't really recognize your face or-"

Gaz grinned as she leaned foreward and unleashed her dark aura.

Red and Purple yelledd in horror.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHH!"

"I KNOW WHO YOU ARE! I"

"I KNOW THAT ENERGY OF HATE!"

Red shook his head in confusion. "I don't understand! How are you-"

"An Irken?" Gaz finished. "You two aren't the only ones with tricks up their sleeves." She took a step of closer to them. "I knew it. You guys are actually scared of me, aren't you?"

Red finally composed himself and frowned down at her. "N-No, of course not! You just caught us off guard is all!"

Gaz nooded before turning to the camera. "Okay Irken Council. My name is Gaz Membrane. I was once a human, yes, but I have now been changed into one of your kind. I am the most powerful Irken you have on this ship, and you need to let me train to be the next Tallest!"

"Tell them what level you're on on your Gameslave!" Zim called from behind the camera.

Gaz nodded. "84, but that's not what you guys want to hear about." A sinister smile appeared on the girl's face. "Allow me to demostrate my power," she turned around and began to make her way towards Red.

The Tallest backed up a bit. "Uh, Earth girl? What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like tthat? Human? Gaz? GAZ!?"

"ALRIGHT!" Red cried angrily as Gaz shut off the video. "We know what happened! No need to go down memory lane!"

Zim grinned. "There's a difference between 'need' and 'want'."

Red sighed. "Just...what do you two want?"

"We want two servings of that Azzip Gaz invented," Zim said.

"As well as two sodas," Gaz added. She snapped her fingers. "Oh right, and some tacos for GIR."

"Boy is HE happy you taught this planet how to make those," Zim said, looking at Gaz.

Red grumbled before turning his head. "Hey Purple! We need two servings of that Azzip crap and some tacos."

"The Smartest and the Darkest are here?"

Red grit his teeth. "Yeessss they're here, Purple."

"Okay dokie! I'll have them in a jiffy!"

Zim and Gaz laughed to themselves as they saw Purple, wearing the same uniform as Red, running around in the background, gathering the stuff.

Red groaned. "I still don't understand how you can be so cheerful while doing this degrading job!"

Purple shrugged as he did his work. "Honestly, I think I've found my true calling. I'm surrounded by food all day and I get to serve it. I am also in charge of all the donuts!" He quickly pooped one on hs mouth. "Yeah, I don't know why we ever considered this to a suitable place for banishement. It's great here! HEY! I NEED MORE DONUTS!" he called to someone else.

Red groaned as Zim and Gaz exchanged a look and shrugged.

Purple then reached past Red and handed the two their boxes. "Here you go, my Lords!"

"Thank you," Zim said as he grabbed the boxes. He gave Red a pouting look. "Now why can't you be the obedient?"

Red growled before tossing Zim his bag. "Here. Don't forget your stupid scrap metal's tacos."

Zim pulled out one of his metal claws and pointed it at Red's face. "Watch what you say about our boy."

"Trash talking him is the sure fire way to get a ticket to doomsville," Gaz threatened. Over the years, the duo had not only accepted their roles as GIR's parents, but even embraced it. Before either of them had known what happened, they had actually started of thinking of the loving robot as their own offsrping. It took the two awhile to get used to the idea that they were no longer humoring the robot, but they figured if a human and an alien could fall in love, what was so strange about having a robot as a son-unit?

Red gulped as he eyed the claw pointed at him. He raised his one arm. "A-Alright, I get it! Have a good day!"

"Have a good day what?" Zim growled, pointing the claw closer to Red's eye.

Red backed up and slowly bowed his head. "Have a good day...my L-Lords..."

Zim retracted his claw and smiled. "Thank you!" He then reached inside the taco bag, grabbed a packet of sauce, and squirted it all over the former Tallest's face. "Have a nice day!" he called as they drove away from the sputtering alien.

Gaz leaned back in her seat as she grabbed her Azzip.

"Not in the Voot, Gaz!" Zim deadpanned.

Gaz frowned, gave her Azzip a quick lick and then put it back in the box. "You keep acting like I'm going to break it or something."

"Laser incident."

"I'm never going to live that down." She scooted closer to Zim and smiled. "So I was thinking. Why don't we go on the mission ourselves? It's been awhile since we've invaded a planet."

Zim chuckled darkly. "You read my mind. We'll be leading those men personaally as we take the glorious couch."

Gaz scoffed. "Forget about them. I was think we go ourselves. Let's cause the explosion, take out the guards, sneak in, and grab the giant couch. We'll find a way to life it."

"Can I cause the explosion?" Zim asked.

"You caused it last time!" the girl protested.

Zim nodded. "Okay, how about this? We cause two explosions-one from me and one from you-quickly head back, and then grab that couch for our aching behinds!" He smiled gently. "And then we can head over to your mother's tomb and spend a little time with her. You can show her your latest battle plans."

Gaz smiled softly before resting her head on the male Irken's shoulder. "Sounds like a date."

Zim caressed her arched antenna a bit before zooming foreward to the home they shared. Their taco craving boy was waiting for them.

The (real) End

Anybody else feel like Purple wouldn't mind a job at Foodcourtia? Then again he would probably eat half the inventory! Haha!

And there it is. Human and Irken UNITE! is officially done! I hope you all liked this epilogue and gave you all what you wanted! Thank you again for your support over the years! Happy Reading my fellow FF lovers!

ZAGR :D