_"Zim! Help! I don't want to-" "Zin! No! Please! Why did you kill him! Oh Zin! Please don't leave me!"_ I felt my antennas shoot up and quickly lifted my head off the metal table I had fallen asleep on. I had awoken breathing heavily. I twisted my head and noticed that that my PAK was lit up green. "Good. Fully upgraded." Standing up from the seat I was in, I unplugged my PAK from the charging station. I had done some tweaking with the station, and it now was able to do upgrades that would make things run smoother. My body stretched and made its way to the underground bases' elevator.

"Computer!"

"Ye-as?!"

"Take me up to the house level. I must READY MYSELF! for the skool for tomorrow." As the elevator took me up, I pondered about the events that would soon take place. "This 'middle skool graduation' is a perfect opportunity for me to initiate my totally amazing plan. The heumuns will never suspect that there will be mind control serum in their precious punch bowl full of ... PUNCH!" When I reached the house level, I stepped out of the trash can and squinted my eyes, scanning the living room from the kitchen. "Gir!"

From the ceiling directly above, Gir fell. He landed on top of my head."Gir! Get off!"

"Okie-dokie!" The SIR unit hopped off and stood before me "I was pretending to be a tropical island!"

I grimaced in aggravation. "You were supposed to be in the living room standing guard in case that Dib-monster tried to break in."

"Oh yeah ... Ima go make a turnip pie!" The metallic bundle of hype bounded to the stove to do who knows what.

I pinched the space between my eyes. "When will that robot ever listen to me. Computer! Run a scan of the house! Check for any lifeforms other than Gir and Zim."

"Scan completed. No other lifeforms detected."

"Thank Irk."

(Dib POV)

"Gaz! I just know he has something planned for tommorow! The whole school will be there! And I know he's going to go for the punch! Everyone always goes for the punch!"

"I'll go for a punch across your face if you don't can it."

"Ya know Gaz, your gonna thank me one day and regret being mean to me."

"Excuse me?"

Realizing that talking to Gaz like that was a mistake, I hushed and ran up to my room, away from my demon sister.

Up in the safety of my own room, I relaxed. "Why's she so psycho!" I made my way towards the bed and picked up the suit that was laying there. I undressed from the signature trench coat, un-amused faced shirt, black jeans, and black boots. They were the same cloths I've always worn since grade school, only larger in size, as I had grown a lot since then. I was now a staggering 5'7". I took a look at my almost naked body in the mirror and chuckled. "Ha! I'm so much taller than Zim! He hasn't grown a single inch. I'm like, at least two feet taller than him now!"

The suit was slipped on, and I did a 360 in front of the mirror. "Not bad. Not bad at all." It was just a standard, black, tux type of thing, but I pulled it off very nicely. I was now a lot leaner and slim, and the fabric hugged me in all the right places. All those chases with my arch enemy kinda paid off in a way. "I'll look totally high-class for tommorow at graduation when I finally expose Zim for the alien scum he truly is!" I redressed myself back into street clothes and neatly placed the suit on the floor.

I crawled into bed and looked at the clock on the nightstand. It read 12:13 a.m. "I should definitely try to get some good rest." Before I allowed my lids to close and dreamworld to open, I looked towards the window with a look of determination. "Mission objective: Gaurd the punch bowl."

(Zim POV)

_"Zin! Noo! Please come back to me! You can't be gone! Oh dear Irk! Please! I love you so much! No, no, no!"_ I woke up shaking. I slothed myself into an upright sitting position on the sofa. "When on Zorgnots did I fall asleep!? I never commanded my PAK to have me do such a thing. I wasn't charging either, so what the Kugberg?!" I glanced at the just barely visible microwave from the sofa. 6:00 p.m.

"Wha-?! I slept that long! Oh my goodness! The graduation party starts in one hour! Forgetting about my sleep issue, I rushed down to the base to grab the mind control serum and disguise. I was very proud of the attire in which I would be presented in. It was the same dull lenses and hairpeice I've had for years, but instead of my usual uniform, Zim would be wearing a pink tux. I hurried out of the base after telling Gir to keep watch.

"Gir! Watch over the base. I will be back soon."

"Sir yes sir! ... I like beavers "

(Dib POV)

Gosh this party's lame. Everyone's just awkwardly standing around. I rolled my eyes at the pathetic site. Suddenly, someone bumped into me.

"Sorr- ... Oh it's just Dib."

Asshole.

Over the years, everything had been pretty much the same. Zim still tried to conquer Earth, I still prevented the alien from conquering Earth, and all the students still acted cruel towards me and acted unusual towards Zim. I hated the last part especially. "They'll regret their actions soon enough when they realize how right I've always been."

Just then, a flash of green in the corner of my eyes caught my attention. "Zim!" I turned around and witnessed Zim pouring some type of orange liquid into the punch. Zim had almost immediately left the scene after that. "Come on! Did nobody see that!"

Everybody immediately stopped what they were doing and stared at me like I was stupid. "Zim!? He just spiked the punch! Your telling me none of you saw that?"

"Hey! Stop being crazy!" Whoever said that earned the laughter of everyone in the gym. Sighing, I trudged my way to the drink table, grabbed the punch bowl, and dumped all of its contents on the floor. The crowd stopped laughing.

"Hey! He just dumped stuff on the floor! "

(Zim POV)

Back at the lab, I paced in front of the moniter. "How many have drank the serum."

"Screaning. None."

"None?! How can this be? ... Dib! He must have found out about my plan. Eerg! How could he have known!"

The computer stated as if it were clear as day. "Sir, everybody knows that everybody goes for the punch bowl. You really should have chosen something less obvious."

"SILENCE! Zin! ... Zin! ... My goodness, Gir!" Popping out from no where, the bot annoyingly saluted to me. "Gir, never make me call for you more than twice again!"

"But master, ... you only called for me once."

"LIES! Now, Gir, prepare my usual clothes for the morning. I'll need to pay our little huemun friend a visit." Gir left to go, hopefully, do as he was told.

"You really did only call for him once. The other two times, you called for someone named Zin."

"LIE- ... wait. That name. It sounds familiar." I concentrated for a moment until finally I remembered.

"My dream! Oh yes! Computer, run a scan of my PAK. Find out why it had me sleep last night."