I don't own Invader Zim. I don't own them, but I can still dream~

UPDATE: Decided to extend the chapter a bit more, just so it could match the title

Dib could never convince himself to like what is going on. For the life of him, he could hardly give the benefit of a doubt to the one who would soon be his brother-in-law. He felt a swirl of emotions deep within him each time he took a step closer to the Wedding ceremony of his sister.

Dib is happy for his sister. Truly. For her to find someone in her life, Dib could not be any happier.

Unfortunately, Dib felt the slight emotions of hostility, animosity and annoyance toward the groom. Who wouldn't be if your sister was getting married to your long-time nemesis.

Dib scrunched his face at the thought of that.

Figuring out her fiance's internal conflict, Tak shook Dib out of his revere. The human's mind was back to reality.

"Sorry, Tak." He apologized.

"I'm not the one you should give apologies to, Dib," she replied, "C'mon, the wedding will be starting soon and we need to get to our places."

The two entered the building where the wedding was being held.

-Next Scene-

"Hail, Tallest Tak and Sire Dib!"

The one who greeted the couple was the leader of Gaz's personal guard, Skoodge

"Skoodge, do you know where my sister is?" Dib asked the short Irken.

"Lady Gaz is in her room down the hall to your left."

Dib nodded and then proceeded to ask his next question, slightly hesitated before speaking, "And...Where is your Overlord?"

"His Greatness is in the opposite direction, to your right, Sire." Skoodge paused for a moment before he continued, "Is there something a matter that you wish to discuss with his Greatness? I would be happy to sent the message."

"No, there's no need of that, Skoodge. It's something personal I wanted to talk to him about." He turned to his fiance and gave her a look for permission.

Tak sighed, "Fine, go and talk to him. We still have some spare time. Just make sure you go straight to Gaz's room afterwards, alright?"

Dib gave a quick peck on Tak's cheek and whispered a brief thanks to her before heading his way. "And try not to kill each other." She added.

He reached to the front the groom's door, which was guarded by two other Irken guards.

"Hail, Sire Dib," They greeted, "What business do you have here?"

"I wanted to speak to Zim about something."

"Uhh..I dunno, I don't think our Overl- wait, hold on for a second," the guard's arm beeped as a message was sent to him. He read through the message and turned to the human, "You may pass. His Greatness is expecting you inside."

The two Irken guards stepped aside and allow Dib to enter the room.

Inside stood a tall Irken, wearing a form-fitted purple armor with a sleeveless robe over it. The robe had some Irken marking or designs. The alien stood in front of the mirror observing himself until he heard the door shut behind him. He slightly turned his head to see behind him to acknowledge the presence, "Dib-Stink, don't you know it is bad luck to see an Overlord before his wedding."

Dib looked at Zim for a moment. The Irken invader have grown in the past decade, just a few centimeters taller than Dib. In fact, Zim is the tallest Irken ever lived (Tak being the second tallest) who is also, what the Irken would called, a Naturalists; an Irken who is able to grow extremely tall from natural growth. Such a thing was never heard of, not since the founding of the empire. But that's beside the point.

Dib thought back to that annoying little alien from back then and how far he had come. Now that that annoying alien is no more little and was to be his brother-in-law, he had to confront Zim with one last thing.

"Zim, I would like for you to listen and listen well." Dib started, "And by the way, there is no such saying."

-Next Scene-

After he had finish talking to Zim, Dib rushed to his sister's room to get ready for the wedding.

"Hail, Sire Dib. Lady Gaz awaits behind the door." greeted an Irken guard in front of the bride's door. Dib gave the Irken nod and headed inside.

Gaz wore a simple strapless wedding dress that fitted with her slender frame. Her hair, which reached just shy below her shoulders, was styled elegantly with the use of the curling irons. With her pale skin, she looked like a porcelain doll, something one would be smart enough not to say in front of the bride's face.

Dib saw his sister standing in front of the mirror, exactly how her husband-to-be was doing moments ago. But instead of the look of confidence that had draped the face of the groom, his sister wore here usual scowl that she had perfected in her younger days. To everyone else, she would seem mad, but those close to her knew she was deep in thought. The look of melancholy.

"I hate my wedding dress." she said.

Dib merely chuckled, "Gaz, you look beautiful. There shouldn't be anything to hate...yet." He walked closer to her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Gaz stared deeply into her own reflection. "I...I imagined my wedding to be...different." She caught the expression on her brothers face, "Don't give me that look. Just so you know, every girl fantasized about their wedding day at one point or another. I was just thinking my wedding lacked a few things. Fire, for instances. Grovelling...and maybe some destruction or two."

"Didn't you do that for your bachelorette party?"

"I did, didn't I." Gaz remembered back when the females from her personal guard decided to throw a party for their Mistress, inviting a reluctant Tak and 2 very rare human friends that Gaz kept around.

"C'mon, Gaz. Truth this time. What's wrong?"

Gaz sighed at first before staring back to her reflection, "I..imagined dad being where you are..and mom going on about me growing up too fast and all those cliche wedding moments and junk. Dad would wear his usual lab coat, cause I've never really imagined him without it."

"Gaz.."

"I know, I know, it's stupid. It's just that..."

"Gaz, listen," Dib interrupted. He stayed silent for a moment before continuing, "Remember when we were kids, after mom left?" Gaz slowly nodded her head, "Well, we used to compete for dad's attention with lots of our crazy antics. We'd give each other so much crap we had forgotten why we started in the first place."

"Then after a couple of years passed, we suddenly found ourselves knee-deep into our hobbies, just not caring what we do so long as dad at least gave some form of attention. Then HE showed up and...well."

Dib scratched his head before going on, "What I'm trying to say is, we're not those kids anymore. Look at you, heck, look at me! I'm not that spastic investigator and You; you're far from the anti-social doombringer. No, now you have all these people; not aliens or guards; people who looked up to you and would always be there for you and call upon doom to those who wrong you. You got yourself a family.

"Look, I'm not trying to make you go sappy, cause we both know you don't do sappy, but I'll tell you this; Your husband is a jerk and frankly Dad was as well. The difference is that at least Zim will always be beside who no matter how jerky he gets."

After a few taking in all that Dib had said, she felt herself smile. The rare, genuine smile she'd show to the closest within her small circle.

"There you go," Dib bring up his arm, "Now, let's get going. You've got a jerk to be wed with and I have the honor of sending you off to that jerk, whether I like it or not."

Gaz linked her arm to Dib's and change her expression back to her stoic, cool look. But she whispered something that only her brother could hear.

"Thank you."

Dib smiled. He lead his sister out of the door and headed on their way.

The wedding of Overlord Zim and His Love-Pig, Gaz Membrane, begins.

I'm Back with ANOTHER idea and I'M SORRY!

I've been carousing through several fanfics and the sudden urge to write again came up, especially when it comes to one of my recently favorite couple.

I've read a few fanfics about them and I'll admit, I adore the idea of Zim and Gaz together. So much so, I decided to just skip the drama and go straight for the wedding. I hope you guys enjoy reading this. I'll do my very best to upload the next chapter and the chapters of my other projects that I've been delaying lately.

I've started writing them, but my relationship with writing has always been a love/hate sort of thing, so I'm really sorry for the lateness~

Anyways, Y'all don't need to read this AN if you don't want to, it's just me ranting on and stuff.

Thanks again for reading and I'll see ya next time

Qirtz signing off~