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Chapter 1

'Played it. Beat it. Beat it. Threw it out. Boring. Boring. Boring.' Gaz went over in her head as she went through Mental Torture Games and Videos. It was official; Gaz had played every video game on the planet worth playing. Gritting her teeth, she wandered back to the Science, Possible Fiction area back near the bathrooms.

"Hey Gaz," Dib shouted from down the row. "They have a new ghost movie. Wanna watch it with me?" Dib had his trademark bright, obliviously happy smiles.

"Sure, whatever," Gaz growled looking over the seven Grudge movies on the shelf.

"Okay, I'll just- wait. You will?" Dib asked completely shocked. Gaz never willingly watched movies with her brother, never. There were two possibilities; Gaz's brain was being possessed by a ghost, or Gaz had been swapped with a robot-Gaz curtacy of Zim.

It was easy enough to see which possibility was accurate without letting on that he knew something was off. Holy water was easily slipped into her drinks, and if nothing happened he would go break into Zim's base to see what he was up to.

Gaz glared at Dib when he made no move to take the movie up to the counter so they could leave. He didn't move so she swiped the movie from his hands and headed up to the clerk. Dib snapped to, and followed a safe distance behind her.

"Uuuh! Can I... Help you-?" the idiot behind the counter said as though in pain.

"We're renting this movie," Gaz stated boredly. She waited impatiently as the moron scanned the barcode and put it on the Membrane account. Her hands clenched into tight fists at her side, growing tighter with every second that ticked by. After 30 seconds of agonizing boredom Gaz gave up and walked out of the store without the movie.

"Wait! Gaz!" Dib shouted after his sister, but she ignored him. Quickly he grabbed the movie off the counter and sprinted to the door.

"3 days-" the clerk yelled as loud as he could, but Dib was out of earshot before he could finish.

Gaz paid no mind to her brother as she stomped to the end of the road where Dib had parked his car. With a quick turn of her head, and a flip of her hair she glared at her older brother and the doors were unlocked before her hand reached the handle. Silently she slipped into the passenger's seat, clenching he fingers tightly around the hem of her skirt.

Dib gave her a quick once-over before starting the car, and merging onto the road. Without her GameSlave 3 in hand, Gaz felt as though a part of her was missing. This made her anxious... and hungry, so she pulled out her cell phone and called Bloaty's.

"One large Fatty-Pepperoni Pizza..." Gaz ordered through the phone. Then, with a grumble she looked over at her brother, "and a medium Lumpy-Pepperoni Pizza." Dib snapped his head to his sister, just as she turned her head to look out the window. "Just put it on my tab."

Now Dib was positive something had happened to Gaz, watching a movie was one thing, but buying him pizza, that was just impossible. A horn blared in front of him, and Dib snapped back into focus, he swerved to get back into the right lane.

'No ghost can take over her this much,' thought Dib, flicking his eyes between the road and the back of his younger sister's head. 'Zim has to be behind this; that has to be it. But Zim is scared of Gaz. ("With good reason," the little Dib inside his head pointed out.) And it's not like he can't get into my house...' He decided right then to sneak out and pay a visit to Zim.

The ride back to the Membrane household was silent, save for the grinding of Gaz's teeth. Dib gave a little thought to getting Gaz a mouth guard, on his way back from Zim's base. Just as Gaz was opening the front door, the Bloaty's Delivery Guy pulled up into the driveway and parked right behind Dibs car, too close for comfort.

Gaz swung the door open, then turned around and went to meet the delivery guy. This, Dib was relieved, was a very Gaz thing to do. She didn't trust anyone with her pizza, not Dib, and definitely not the delivery guy.

"Dib," she growled at her brother who stood silently in the doorway. "Tip the guy, he's annoying."

Straightening and digging into his coat pocket for a twenty, Dib wondered back down the walkway to meet the idiot with his hand held out expectantly. Looking between his car and the delivery car he didn't know whether to tip the guy more or less for missing or potentially damaging his car pulling out of the driveway. With a sigh Dib handed over a twenty and nearly sprinted into the house, not wanting to see any damage the guy might cause.

Gaz sat down on the couch with her pizza box set open on the coffee table; Dib's sitting to the left, un-opened. Dib set the movie down on the couch where he was going to sit, then went to get two sodas out of the fridge, still intent on putting holy water in Gaz's, just incase. After finishing her first slice of pizza, Gaz opened the case for the sto0pid ghost movie. With a flick of her wrist Gaz sent the disk flying across the room and landing in the video player, which closed on its own.

Dib walked back into the living room just in time to see the FBI Warning fade off screen, to start the previews. Sitting down next to his sister, he offered the open soda with a straw to Gaz, and pulled the pizza box up to the edge of the table and flipped it open.

Just as the preview for Face Worms 23: Why Wont They Leave Me Alone? ended Gaz turned to glare heatedly at her older brother. "What did you do to my soda?"

Avoiding her eyes, and acting sheepishly he immediately replied, "of course not."

Gaz's eye twitched, "you're sto0pid. What did you put in here?"

Dib face palmed himself, 'That was the wrong response!' the Dib in his head shouted. 'But at least I now know she isn't possessed by a ghost,' he reminded himself before smiling nervously at his sister. "Just a little holy water..." he flinched inwardly; surely she would psychologically torture him for this.

And if this were any other day she would have, but for some reason that empty feeling inside her prevented her from doing so. With a discontented sigh, Gaz turned back to the screen just in time to see a man get eaten by a miniature llama.

"Whatever," she grumbled picking up another slice of pizza.

If Dib wasn't sure before, that confirmed it that was definitely not Gaz. Sipping his soda, Dib watched his sister out of the corner of his eye. In the back of his mind he made a note to watch the movie for real after he found out what happened to the real Gaz. Zim was probably just waiting for him to let his guard down, he wasn't going to let that happen.

Through the entire movie Gaz would turn and glare heatedly at her brother and he would look innocently back at the screen. Every time Gaz reached for another slice of Fatty-Pepperoni pizza Dib would flinch, ready to defend himself, if Zim decided to attack. Finally the credits began to scroll down the screen, much too fast for anyone to have read them. Dib was exhausted, what he had thought would be a nice night of movie watching and spying on Zim before bed, had been filled with constant vigilance and torture.

Grabbing her empty pizza box and the empty soda can, Gaz threw them away in the kitchen and mumbled under her breath that she was going to bed. After the audible click of her bedroom door shutting reached his ears, Dib slumped forward sighing loudly. Not long after, he hurriedly shoved his half-eaten pizza in the fridge for breakfast the next morning, and climbed the stairs two at a time; he was on a mission.

Working as quietly as possible, Dib collected his ninja equipment: hook-and-wire, climbing rope, camera, Dib-Dumby, Bag'o'Tacos, laser cutter, and recording goggles. He pulled on his ninja outfit while simultaneously packing everything but the recording goggles, and the climbing rope into a black backpack. When he was done getting ready, he put the goggles on top on his head and hooked the rope to the inside of his windowsill.

With great skill Dib slipped outside his window and down the rope, landing nimbly onto the soft grass. As an after thought Dib pushed the yellow button on the rope for the other end to release, and his fell in coils to his feet. Taking the connection end he threw it as hard as he could to the roof above Gaz's window. With every bit of skill as before, Dib climbed the rope and peered into Gaz's bedroom.

'Come to think of it, I've never seen Gaz's room,' he thought before taking it all in.

It was just a little bigger than his, and a dark violet color, which was to be expected with her taste in clothing. Three gaming posters were hanging perfectly aligned on the walls; Vampire Piggy's 2, Living Mech: Compliance, and Little Sally Qwinns Revenge. Her bed was the same as Dib's but placed where he had his desk, instead of up next to the window. Underneath the bed were several drawers, likely filled with every video game she had ever played. In the corner right next to the window was a plush, pale purple chair; which just so happened to be where Gaz was at that very moment.

Her legs were curled up on the seat, her back curving so she could lean on the soft arm rest. Gaz was staring blankly off into space, her mouth forming a pouty frown. However, Dib couldn't see her face so he just slipped back down the rope, pushed the yellow button again, and began his trip to Zim's base.