**A/N: I'm so sorry! I had to re-upload this because I accidently deleted it...:c

A/N: My first story :3 I'm having a bit of a writer's block right now so it kinda sucks. This story will be ZaDf/ZaD-rish. If you do not like ZaDf, don't read. I do not own Invader Zim, the amazing Jhonen Vasquez does. I only own the story.

Dib's P.O.V

"Are we there yet?" I sighed. We had only been in the car for about 10 minutes, yet this question had been repeated about 500 times already. I turned my head, glaring at the small green being who had uttered the question.

"Does it look like we're there yet?" I motioned to the barren land still surrounding us on either side of the road. He stared at me, clearly un-amused, his eyes narrowing and his lower lip sticking out. I felt him punch me in the arm and I let out a yell. Anger started to grow inside me. Zim was already being as annoying as he could possibly be and the fact that I was going to spend the whole week with him wasn't making me feel any better. I grit my teeth as my hand raised in the air, preparing to bring it down on his emerald colored cheek.

"Now, now, son. Hitting isn't nice." My dad interrupted from the driver's seat. My violet- haired sister snickered in the seat next to him. My jaw hung open in disbelief.

"But he….he..." I clamped my mouth shut, knowing it was no use arguing. "Okay, whatever." Zim smirked and his serpent-like tongue slid out of his mouth in a mocking manner.

"Yes, Dib-human. Listen to your parental unit. Maybe he can teach you some sense." I growled, averting my gaze from his smug face to the window. This trip was going exactly how I thought it would be. That was a bad thing. It was all because of Gaz that I had to spend this trip to the beach resort with my mortal enemy. Every summer we visited this beach for a family vacation. It was the time my dad could actually get time off of work and spend time with us. It was a time I always treasured.

Gaz could care less. She enjoyed spending time with dad, but she loathed spending time with me. Her, being the devious monster she is, told my father it would make me even happier if my "foreign green friend" came with us on our vacation. When the little purple haired demon told me the news, I choked air, almost passing out. I wanted to strangle Gaz so badly that day. My summer was now ruined because of her evil ways.

I suddenly felt something cautiously and lightly jabbing my cheek, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Dib….Dib….oh, Diiiibbbbb….." Zim's voice cooed from my left side. I ignored the little pest as I continued to stare out of the window. "Dib-stinkkkkk…..Answer Zimmmm…." His poking quickened and his voice rose in an aggravated tone. Finally, I couldn't take his irritating prodding anymore and I submitted.

"What do you want?!" My voiced was laced with anger and frustration and my eyebrows furrowed. He was taken aback by my harshness, but he quickly recovered by putting on his usual scowl.

"Zim just wanted to say that he refuses to share a room with you at this…re-sorrrr-t place," he rolled the foreign word off his tongue, trying to get used to the strange word. "I've had enough of your presence on this ride. I do not wish to tolerate it any longer." His thin arms crossed over his chest and his face remained plastered in a cold scowl. I rolled my eyes at his usual ways.

"Well sorry to burst your bubble, Spaceboy, but we only reserved one hotel room with 3 separate quarters. One for dad, one for Gaz, and one that we have to share." I almost gagged saying the word share, knowing it was directed towards Zim.

"That is correct, Dib's foreign little green friend. You and my son will be sharing a room." Zim's eye started to twitch as the words processed through his brain.

"You mean….Dib….me….in the same room….A WHOLE WEEK?!" Zim's voice rose to high pitched squeal of panic. His false periwinkle eyes grew as wide as dinner plates. Yup. That's exactly how I reacted when I was first told. Gaz looked up from her game only for a moment to give Zim a death glare.

"What? Are you deaf or something? Yes, you and my stupid brother will be sharing a room. Now shut your mouth before I rip off your head and feed it to dogs." I heard the familiar beeps of the console in her hand and knew she was done speaking. Zim threw her a dirty look, then directed his gaze towards me again.

"This is all YOUR fault, stinky human."

"Hey, I'm not the one who agreed to come. You could've just said no. It would've spared us both from the torture."

"If you would've used your stupid human ears and actually listened to me, I already told you that Gir forced me to come here. He and my computer locked the house down and blackmailed me into coming here….on this trip….with you." He growled. His voice was saturated in hatred. He crossed his arms and huffed, the scowl never leaving his face. I groaned and rolled my eyes again. This week was going to suck.

The car grew silent, the only sounds emitting being the beeps from Gaz's GameSlave. The land on the sides of the road was hills of sand now. Vegetation was sprinkled here and there, seagulls and other birds creeping among the tall plants. In the distance, the top of a building started to appear. The full structure soon came into view. It was a huge, bleach-colored hotel with a wide, black parking lot at its anterior. A vast beach was the backyard of the hotel, the sapphire ocean rolling onto the shores. It was the Makai Resort.

Zim gazed in awe at the long stretch of water. I guessed he had never seen the ocean before. I smiled slightly. We were going to spend a whole week together, so, why not try to show a little kindness? After all, he had a lottttt to learn.