Foreward: Yes, yes, I'm back. I've been sitting at this computer for quite some time. And I have been here, reading stories as well as writing. My computer, however, has prevented me from reviewing stories with pathetic excuses. I really wanted to review some of them too.

This next story is based on true events, only slightly altered to make it all the more amusing to readers. Really.

I'd also like to dedicate this to my friends Daz and Kat. Not having seen much of either in quite a while, I feel quite sorry. I really do. So this little story is about them. And me, too. It's here in the IZ page because Dib's in it quite a bit, and Gaz too. I might put Zim in it later.

Oh, right:

DISCLAIMER

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Summer Days

"What do you MEAN, you won't be here?!"

"Just what I said. My parents told me I don't need a computer during the summer, because I don't have any schoolwork to do. Heh."

"You're laughing about this? Tell me Kat, what exactly do you find amusing in this? The entire summer! That's two whole months!"

"I know that."

"Two whole months! That's 60 days, 1440 hours, 86,400 minutes, 5,184,000 seconds! Without you!"

"You were able to figure that out in your head?"

"Huh? No I did it earli-hey! Don't try to change the subject! The point is, you're going to be gone that whole time! Who's going to fill that void, that niche, that special place? Who's gonna be my arch nemesis when you're away?"

"What about Daz? I thought she was your arch nemesis, or whatever."

"Daz doesn't count. She's not as nice as you, and she's completely invincible anyways."

"Why, thank you. And no, Daz has got some weaknesses. We-"

" '-Just haven't figured them out yet' I know."

"It's time for me to go. I'll see you in two months."

"Kat! Wait!"

"Yeah?"

"I...I'll miss you."

"Me too."

And that's how it ended. My adversary gone, just like that. To tell the truth, I felt numb. Unfeeling. My mind had not wanted to accept that fact, and it hadn't.

"Just two months. Nothing to worry about. She'll be back before I know it."

I waited. No answer. Although it hurt to admit it, I missed Kat. I missed her smiling face, her friendly nature. I missed the way her voice rang out in laughter after she had just destroyed one after another of my evil and complicated devices. No, wait. I didn't miss that. Everything else, yeah.

Isn't it stupid that you don't know what you have until it is lost? Kat and I could have been friends, and in a sense, we kind of were. It just took losing her to figure that out.

Well, fine. I'll be able to tell her that when she comes back. Perhaps at the end of a gun. Hah!

Ally leaned back in her chair. She slumped, deep in thought, curling a bit of blonde hair with her fingers. With Kat gone, who was going to foil her evil plans? Daz maybe, but she wasn't around as much. Most often in her hidden lab, where Ally still hadn't figured out where that was located.

Jessie couldn't: She was stuck baby-sitting her little sister. Who else? Nobody else really minded it that much. And unless some hero stepped up to the plate...

"...Then the world is mine!" Ally began to break into another fit of evil laugher, but stopped. "Although it won't bring much satisfaction to go unchallenged...Ah well. Can't do anything about that. Now, down to business!"

She scooted off her chair and made her way to what she called The Computer Room. Inside was a simple Macintosh (Ally never could put up with Microsoft Windows) a phone, printer, scanner, and speakers.

The computer glowed as Ally flipped the switch. An annoying "You've Got Mail!" message popped up onto the screen. A cheery smile accompanied the message. Glowering, Ally clicked on it. The smile then proceeded to explode into a thousand microchip pieces and the message was opened.

A small mousey man with a moustache and thick cheekbones waved at her from the screen.

"Hello there! I trust you're feeling your best? " Ally nodded in response. The man continued:

"I have called you on a matter of great importance!"

She waited.

The man smiled.

She grew impatient. "AND?"

The man stared blankly, then "Oh! Forgive me, I seem to be a little scatterbrained today!"

"Today?"

The man cleared his throat, blushing. "Well, um, heh. Any-hoo, the matter upon which I must call you about is, as I HAVE already told you, of great importance!" Here came a sly smile. "It concerns your little friend...Kat, was it?"

Ally sat up, concerned. "Kat? What happened? Is she-Hey! Kat is NOT my friend! And who the hell are you, anyways?"

Here the man laughed. "She is fine. Well...for the moment. I have come to warn you. This Kat of yours is wanted by my Master. He has taken her to a faraway land somewhere in the Artic desert."

"...."

"Just thought you'd like to know that" The man disappeared from the computer screen.

A small android with orange eyes walked into the room, seating himself on an opposite chair. "Who was that?"

Ally looked up. "I don't know, Tinew. How did he get our number?"

Tinew shrugged. "Well, what'd he want?"

"He told me Kat was in trouble."

"Kat?! ...Why would he do that?"

"I don't really know. Maybe he wanted to warn us?"

"Most likely trap us."

"That's stupid. But so are a lot of people these days. Let's go."

"Go? Go where?"

"To save Kat of course."

"I thought you hated Kat. And aren't you the one who does the kidnapping, and she's the one who always saves everybody?"

"I figured under the circumstances a changing of roles was in order. Let's GO."

"Can I drive?"

"No."

The peaceful tranquility of a nearby park was immediately shattered. Birds, bunnies, and other small, sickenly cute animals dived to get out of the way of a piece of concrete slab that was rising out of the paved path. The slab moved to the side, and a small blue ship arose out of the gaping hole in the ground.

The ship was a sleek, fast machine; painted luminous blue with orange flames, by Ally herself. The structure itself was basic. A round internal cavity with two large engines propelling from the sides, just large enough for two passengers. No extra inconveniences, no largely extravagant designs. Small, simple, and efficient.

Ally sat in the pilot's chair, stroking the dashboard lovingly. She had a lot of memories that recollected just by sitting in the comfortable leather seats that Tinew so snuggled in at the moment.

Ally entered a few coordinates into the ship's computer. It buzzed to life with a glow of pale yellow. A yellow smiley face appeared on the modem to greet her.

"Hello there!" Said the face, "It certainly is a nice day out! Perfect for a cup of tea! Would you like me to brew some?"

Ally shifted uncomfortably. "Er, no, that's okay. I'd just like to -"

"Or perhaps you would like to go on a picnic!" Interrupted the cheery computer, "I know I would!"

"No, no, really, I don't WANT-"

"And it's PERFECT weather for a day at the beach!"

"NO! No tea, no, picnic, no beach!"

"No beach?"

"No."

The eyes of the computer welled up into pale blue tears.

Ally blinked. Oh dear god..."Well, maybe tomorrow."

Instantly the computer's mood was lifted. "Promise?"

"We'll see."

Tinew sat up. "Alrighty, Mista Computadora! Autopilot control, set for Artic desert!"

Ally pulled out a map, scanning it. "No, wait. Computer..." She glanced at Tinew. "...Dora." Tinew cheered. "Manual control of the ship please."

Tinew stared at her. "Manual?"

The computer stupidly echoed his surprise. "Manual?"

Ally rolled her eyes. "YES, manual. If I may borrow a line from Harrison Ford, it's not something to be discussed with the committee. Now give me manual override!"

The computer sighed longingly. "Oh, very well then." And manual override was activated.

Clutching the throttle, Ally stared hungrily out the windshield. She had forgotten what it was like to pilot. Most of the time the computer did all the work.

Bringing the ship into an easy hovering motion, she then calculated how long it would take to-

"Are we THERE yet?"

Tinew's whining brought her out of the little thinking coma she had drawn herself into.

"Another ten minutes Tinew."

Tinew's eyes lit up. "Hey 'Dora, that's enough time for the pie song!"

Ally groaned. "Oh Tinew, PLEASE, do we HAVE to?"

But both the computer and Tinew had already begun singing.

"BYE-BYE MISS AMERICAN PIE, DROVE MAH SHEVVY TO THE LEVY BUT THE LEVY WAS DRY! AND GOOD OL' BOYS DRINKIN' WHISKEY AND RYE, SINGIN' THIS'LL BE THE DAY THAT I DIE! THIS'LL BE THE DAY THAT I DIE!!"

Needless to say, neither could sing very well.

Irritated and full of headaches, Ally landed her Voot Cruiser on a well-mowed front lawn, the lawn of-

"Dib's house?" Said Tinew, peering out a window. "Why we here?"

Ally unbuckled her seatbelt and strode across the grass, forcing Tinew to follow her. "Well, I can't possibly go and rescue Kat alone, you know, and I have absolutely no idea as to where Daz is, so the best place to start looking is here."

Tinew's friendly face dissolved into a frown. "Don't both Daz and Dib hate you?"

Ally laughed, trying to conceal an oncoming nervous breakdown. "Why, of course not! Don't be silly! We're old friends, us three! Hehehe...heh...Oh dear god..."

With those final words she walked to the porch and rang the doorbell.

Gaz bent over her Game Slave 2, staring intently at the glowing screen. Nearby, Dib clutched his soda. He was trying, very quietly, to sneak against the room, but sure enough...

"Be QUIET, Dib!"

"Really Gaz, I was trying to-"

"QUIET! I'm on the last level!"

Dib peered over her shoulder. "No you're not."

"What?"

"You're not on the last level."

Gaz was at a lost of what to say. There was an awkward pause.

Luckily, at that particular moment the doorbell rang and Dib was saved answering to his sister. He skipped to the door and threw it open.

Ally swallowed, and forced a grin. "Hey, Dib." Tinew waved.

Dib stared, frozen in shock. This lasted about two seconds, before his wide mouth opened up to release a scream with a pitch too high for most normal boys. He slammed the door in Ally's face, and dashed upstairs to his room.

Ally stared at the closed door. "Well, that could have gone better." In response, Tinew stuck his tongue out at the door.

Dib raced up the stairs, and burst through his bedroom door. Daz sat on his bed, fuming over the smoking remains of her laptop.

"Daz! Daz! There's an alien on my doorstep!"

She looked up. "An alien? Zim?"

"No, no, that other one! She's here!"

"Ally? Did you ask her what she wants?"

"What she WANTS? It's obvious, isn't it? She wants to fry us, cook us alive! Kill us with some alien ray gun! Or, if indeed possible, conquer the world!"

"Gasp! You're right, Dib! Don't worry, the world is safe while we're still around!" And with that, Daz closed her laptop and followed Dib downstairs.

Dib flung open the door once again. They looked around. The alien menace was no longer on the doorstep.

Instead, both Ally and her SIR unit Tinew were busy climbing rather disappointedly into their ship still parked upon the lawn. It took Daz a full ten seconds to notice this.

"YOU!" Daz yelled, outraged.

"Er...you!" Ally yelled back. "You...you....how you doing?"

Daz and Dib glared solemnly at Ally. She shrank back. Tinew whispered to her; "This doesn't look good."