Well, the second chapter is here! Oh, and I forgot to put the disclaimer on the first chapter. So here it is!

Disclaimer: Invader Zim and all its characters belong to me! Nah, just kidding. They belong to Jhonen Vasquez…(sighs sadly) Only Anise belongs to me. Bah…

Anyway, let's move on to the story.

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Zim sat staring at Ms. Bitters, who was ranting something about animals taking over the world…using rabies and such—Wait a second.

He raised a hand in confusion. "What is this rabies you speak of? TELL ZIM!!"

Ms. Bitters raised an eyebrow at him and answered, "Rabies is one of the worst diseases ever known by humankind! It could be obtained from filthy infected animals! Humans have died from it!"

"Thank you for the informative information you have given—wait a jumping jellybean, did you say it kills humans?!"

Ms. Bitters hissed at him, and Zim decided it be better for his life if he shut up.

"All right, then, as I was saying…"

Meanwhile, Zim was busy contemplating the information he had just received. Hm…rabies… using it may not be such a bad idea…Zim reflected. Ah…yes! I could see it now…GIANT ANIMALS INFECTED WITH RABIES TAKING OVER THE WORLD!! HAH!! AND I SHALL BE THEIR LORD!! BOW, BOW TO THE AMAZINGNESS THAT IS ZIM!!!! BWAHAHAHA--

Zim's inward tirade was cut short as he heard whispering voices from across the room. Further investigation deemed those voices to belong to the Dib-creature and that new girl… Anees? Something to do with knees…

Zim frowned as he observed at the new girl, who was already talking to Dib as if they were friends. Filthy zombie vermin! he though contemptuously. Why does she talk to the Dib-thing as if they are…urgh…friends? Feh! What was her name again…Anees? Something to do with knees… He was blissfully unaware that he had just thought the same thing twice in one minute.

The Irken's eyes narrowed as Dib suddenly blurted out, "ZIM'S NOT A KID! HE'S AN ALIEN!! GAH, WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?!"

The alien in question was about to spit out a retort when Ms. Bitters beat him to it. "Dib, keep your mouth shut or you will be sent to the underground classroom." Zim smirked in triumph as Dib looked down in embarrassment and managed a "Yes, Ms. Bitters."

"HA! VICTORY FOR ZIM!" Oops. The entire class, including Ms. Bitters, stared (well, in Ms. Bitter's case, glared) at him, and he added uncertainly, "Eh…I am normal…!"

Luckily, that worked for them. Zim sighed in relief as all eyes were drawn away from him. He rested his head glumly on one hand and, no matter how much he tried not to, his eyes slid over to the Dib and…Anees.

The two were now seemingly engaged in a discussion…which ended in Dib turning away with…what?

The alien watched in bewilderment. There was a light pinkish flush on the Dib-thing's cheeks…the humans call it blushing, do they not? Zim remembered a certain program he had watched with Gir…

Zim sighed and tapped his fingers on the couch. "Gir, when does this program end?

"Hush, the good part's beginning!!" Gir gazed at the television intensely.

The boy on the screen looked down as if embarrassed and whispered, "I love you." There was a strange pinkish tinge on his cheeks.

Gir squealed, "Aww, how sweet!!"

Zim, his finger-tapping slowing down, leaned forward in interest. Scrutinizing the boy's face closely, he asked, "Gir, what is that…pink thing on his face?"

"HE BLUSHIN'!!!" shrieked Gir gleefully. "HE BLUSHIN'!!"

"Blush? What is this 'blush' you talk of? Is it harmful to humans??"

"No-o…" The robot looked up at him with large cyan eyes. "He blushin' cuz he feel weird!!"

Seeing that his master was still confused, Gir decided to make his definition a bit clearer. He stood up and declared, "Blushin' has sumthing to do wit lurve!!" That said, the cyan-eyed robot lied back down and watched the show. Zim stared at his 'robot slave'.

Lurve?

Yes…love. That pathetic human emotion.

The green Irken was confused as to why the Dib was blushing. If blushing has something to do with love, then…does that mean the Dib-worm loves that weird zombie girl?!

Zim widened his eyes at the realization and he actually drew his knees to his chest in horror. He knew of the weak humanistic feeling called 'love', but had never really associated it with anyone he knew…especially his most hated enemy.

And now that Zim knew that Dib loved Anees, he didn't know what to think.

Hm…Zim slowly put his feet back on the ground. Love is a weak emotion… AHA! I could use it against the Dib!!! Overcoming his horror at realizing Dib's "love", the horribly disguised alien leered. Yes…I could use it against the Dib-creature…BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Unfortunately, Zim had made the mistake of laughing out loud.

All eyes turned to him again.

Oops.

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Lunchtime

Anise stared doubtfully at the brown muck on her tray as she made her way over to an empty table. She was not social. Associating with Dib had simply been part of the plan…

And yet…the skeletal girl halted as she glimpsed Dib just a few tables away. He was talking…well, it looked more like ranting, really…to a purple-haired girl playing a Gameslave 2 next to him. Heh… Anise thought. Gaz.

Abandoning the table she had just chosen, Anise walked over to Dib's table and stood behind Dib. "Hey."

Dib, who had a spoon full of peas in his mouth, choked in astonishment. He coughed out the offending peas into a tissue, turned around and pointedly glared at Anise. "Don't sneak up on me like that."

"Whatever." Anise propped her tray down on the table and sat beside Gaz. "Hello, Gaz."

"Anise." A nod of the head. Her eyes never looked away from the Gameslave 2 screen.

Dib, who was drinking a mouthful of milk, spat it out in astonishment. Luckily, the milk hit nobody. "You know each other?" I really shouldn't be that surprised.

Gaz said nothing, so Anise supplied the answer. "Yes, we met just over the summer." No more details were given.

"I-I see." Dib drank the rest of his milk with, fortunately, no further accidents. Then he looked over at Zim.

Anise smiled and glanced over at Zim as well, who was a few tables away. He was absorbed in thoroughly examining his food. However, as soon as Dib's eyes were on him, the Irken broke away from his food examination and met Dib's gaze glare for glare.

The skinny girl inwardly smirked at this, and her eyes slid down and met Gaz's. For once, Gaz was looking up at her, eyes away from the Gameslave 2 in her hands. Anise nodded slightly.

A slight smirk formed on Gaz's face, but disappeared as she looked back down at her beloved Gameslave.

Anise then glanced at both boys engrossed in their little glaring contest and smiled in amusement. This was too easy.

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I know, the end of the chapter probably did not make any sense. But patience! All will be explained…soon enough, I hope.

Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter and…uh…oh yeah! WRITING SUGGESTIONS! WHOO-HOO!

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