A/N: Taking a brief break from my ongoing story to write about something that's currently going on in my life. Changed some of the details, but…

It had all happened so suddenly, it seemed.

Gaz had been casually sitting on the couch, playing on her GameSlave 2. Her stupid brother, Dib, was next to her, watching some paranormal studies show that was even stupider than he was.

All of a sudden, Gaz heard the jingling of keys and the doorknob turn. That was, well, odd to say the least. Her father was never home that early, and he was the only one who could possibly be at the door.

Professor Membrane walked inside. He dropped a briefcase down and it landed on the floor with a heavy thump.

"Greetings, kids!" he exclaimed happily.

Dib and Gaz responded with half-hearted "hi"s, both too focused on what they were currently doing at that moment.

"I have some rather important news for you," Professor Membrane said.

Gaz wasn't too impressed. He probably wanted to tell them about some cure he found or something. They were used to hearing about their father's brilliant breakthroughs, so much so that it was hardly impressive anymore.

When neither if the kids replied, Professor Membrane cleared his throat. "This is big news," he said, grabbing the remote and muting the TV. He walked over to Gaz and grabbed the video game out of her hand. She growled at the sounds of her character dying, but her father simply placed the game in his coat pocket.

"Come to the kitchen so that I can talk to you kids," he said.

Now Gaz was beginning to feel worried. Professor Membrane usually just said whatever he needed to say to them right where they were sitting, and then run off to the lab. In fact, the only time they'd been called to the kitchen to talk was when they received the news of what happened to their mother…

No. Was something bad happening? Gaz looked at her father with a worried expression. She knew she had to be brave. Whatever happened, she would not cry. She would not let her father think she was weak.

"Our lives will be changing quite dramatically," Professor Membrane said. "…Because we are moving!"

Gaz froze. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that Dib froze too. "Moving? Where to?" Dib asked.

"The far away land of… France!"

Gaz's eyes widened. "We're moving WHERE?"

"That's right!" Professor Membrane said gleefully. "All the way to France! They want me to do some research over there, and, uh, have offered me a nice sum of money…" he coughed. "Won't this be fun?"

Gaz stared at him like he's just lost his mind. "Fun? FUN? We're moving across the Atlantic Ocean after living in one small city since the day that we were born and you think that we're supposed to enjoy this?"

Dib backed Gaz up on this. "What? Dad! We can't move to France! Zim lives here! We can't leave! Without me, this planet will be destroyed! C'mon, Dad! You're logical! You understand why we can't leave, don't you?"

"For once, he's right," Gaz said. "We can't. We just can't!"

"Now, kids," Professor Membrane said. "This is something that we have to do."

"No we don't!" Gaz yelled. "Just decline the offer! Tell them we can't go!"

"No, Gaz," Professor Membrane said, growing stern. "I can't let this opportunity go to waste. This is literally a once-in-a-lifetime chance. Plus, it'll be an experience for you and Dib."

"We don't want an experience," Dib said back. "We want to stay here! We want to continue to live here and go to school here! If I don't stay here, think of what will happen to this planet!" Dib made a crushing noise with his mouth and clapped his hands together once for emphasis.

"I'm sorry, son," Professor Membrane said. "I've made up my mind. We're moving to France and that is final. You'll just have to get used to it. I know we'll all grow to love it after a while."

Gaz grit her teeth and clenched her fists. She began to feel tears welling up in her eyes. She knew she had to go to her room before her father and her brother saw her cry.

"FINE! You know what, fine!" She began trembling. "Move if you want to, but I'll hate you forever!"

She turned on her heel and marched upstairs, stomping her feet as loud as she could. She felt the tears finally beginning to pour down her face. So much for staying strong no matter what.

She slammed the door to her room and locked it. Her father had just brought up the idea, and she already knew she hated it. She hated it so much! How could her father do this to her? She felt so betrayed in every way.

She buried her face in her pillow and began to cry. She hadn't cried like this in a long time… she had probably never cried like this. When her mom had died, she was too young to understand what was going on. All she remembered was being called into the kitchen, and her father with his face covered in tears…

She gripped the pillow. UGH! She knew that being called into the kitchen would end up with her being very upset, for one reason or another.

She heard a soft knock on the door. "Gaz…?" a voice said. It was her father.

Gaz sat up. "What?" she snapped, trying to disguise her sadness with anger.

"May I come in?"

"No."

Gaz heard her father sigh, but she didn't hear his footsteps walk away from the door. Gaz grumbled something, wiped her eyes, and threw open the door bitterly. "What?" she snapped again.

"Are you alright?" Professor Membrane said, stepping into the room. This upset Gaz even more. She just wanted him to go away.

"Yeah, I'm great," Gaz hissed sarcatically. "What do you think?"

"I don't understand why you're so upset about this," he said.

Gaz glared. "What?! I'm upset because you're taking away everything from me! You're taking away my school, my house, my room…" Gaz stopped. She felt more tears in her eyes and she stopped before any sadness was detectable in her voice. She turned away and walked towards her bed.

Professor Membrane followed her and sat next to her. "I know," he said. It's no doubt it will be hard at first— Gaz, are you crying?"

Gaz was aware of the tears dripping down her face. Oh no. She never cried in front of anyone. She was Gaz. She didn't do that.

"Gaz?"

"NO, OKAY?" she yelled. "I'm not…" her voice cracked, and her shoulders shook.

Professor Membrane looked at her, and he picked her up to try and comfort her, but Gaz squirmed away as if she was in physical pain. "Don't," she said, crawling to the opposite end of the bed.

"Gaz, I think you'd feel better if we just talked about this—"

"JUST GO AWAY!" She screamed at him. She covered herself up in the sheets.

Gaz didn't hear any sound from her father, not even his breathing. She knew he was still there, though. She could feel him weighing down the bed.

Just like he's weighing down my life, she thought bitterly.

After a while, she heard him leave. Gaz sighed, partly in relief.

Amongst the millions of questions about the current situation, one stood put.

How could she ever forgive her father for what he just took from her?