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Invader Blunt: Thank you for knowing good stuff when you see it.

invader kit: No offense, but I didn't know you existed…

All flamers will be flamed, courtesy of Kit! She likes the new flamethrower I got her, and really wants to try it out… But I wouldn't let her do that, I have my eye on her, and- Wait, where'd she go? Uhh… Yeah, just read this while I search for the Pyromaniac. Oh, and on a completely different note, we are sorry to inform you that Invader Skoodge's charred corpse was found in a dumpster a while ago…

Hey, it's Dib. I got the code for this somehow, and decided to type every once in a while.

The knife in my camera really bummed me out, despite the fact that I was freaked out by how close that was to hitting me. That girl really bothers me, in the sense of, "Oh, my god, I'm gonna freaking DIE! She's gonna pull me apart and feed me to her insanely horrible pet monster!" (A/n, RANDOM THOUGHT TRAIN!) She made me sweat all over, and I stayed as far as possible from her as possible when I could.

Of course, that option was destroyed when Ms. Bitters said, "Dib, you're Kit's partner for some random project that I'm giving out for no real reason. Study Ancient Greece with her, or your father will receive a phone call instructing him to crush you with a mallet. (A/m, I'm very hopped up on sugar and caffeine right now, so shut up!)" Kit glanced over at me, smiled, and waved. I'm gonna die.

At lunch, I saw Kit drawing something in her notebook at her own table. I looked over her shoulder and saw that she was drawing a man. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt, jeans, and a completely blissful smile. She was starting to draw someone next to him, it looked like a woman, just from the way the jaw was drawn, when Kit looked up at me and hissed, "Go away." Fearing for my life, I quickly backed away.

"Sit. You wanna talk to me, right? That's why you came over here," She said, and I quickly did what she told me to, wanting to keep my head on my neck a while longer. "So, I think we should come to my house for the project. It's close to the skool, just a block or two away. Unless you wanna let me into your house?" She smiled slyly, and I wondered if there was the slightest bit of sanity behind those eyes.

"Um, sure, I guess. When?" I wondered.

"Is right after Skool ok?"

"Sure."

Somehow, she was still drawing, even when she looked up at me to speak. "Um, who are you drawing?" I asked.

"Two people I knew a long time ago," She said with pain in her voice. She didn't speak again for the rest of lunch, and I knew better than to push it. She stopped drawing after a while, and set down the notebook. When lunch was over, she immediately left the cafeteria. I was about to follow her when I noticed she left her drawing on the table. I knew I shouldn't have, but I picked it up and flipped through the pages. I saw the one I was looking for and looked over it. The woman next to him looked beautiful. She had long hair that was in a ponytail, but still reached her waist. She was wearing a tank top and a denim skirt. Her eyes sparkled, and the smile on her face was genuine. I was about to close the journal when I saw a page she had colored in. It was the same girl, but with shorter hair, and the same guy, but the guy's skin was green and he had antennae. That's when I realized the girl was Kit.

Does she have a crush on Zim? That's a bit disturbing. Zim has a homicidal secret admirer. Poor him. I remembered whose book this was and tried to return it to her.

Why did you look at it? I thought to myself as I walked to Kit's house with her. I never would have even risked her getting mad at me on purpose. But I just did! I'm confusing myself. I shook my head to try to clear my head. Unfortunately, Kit noticed.

"You seem distracted. Do you have a secret or what?" She asked. Dang! She's really observant.

"Well, you see, I-" My explanation was cut short as she held a hand to my face.

"Shh," she interrupted. She shook the tree next to us and Zim fell out, flabbergasted. (A/n, Heehee. Funny word.) "Stalking little girls again? You should be ashamed, Zim," she chasted playfully. Flirting, I thought.

"Zim comes for your help, Kit-human." My jaw dropped open as he said that. Zim's asking someone else for help?

"With what? I don't suppose you need a C in Math, do you?" Kit teased.

"Well, Zim does, but I was going to ask you to teach me how to fight," he explained, and got down on his knees. "Please?" He begged.

"Ok, first lesson," she announced, and flipped Zim onto his back with a really hard kick to the head. "Never make yourself vulnerable to the enemy." She left him there and dragged me to her house.

When we got there, Kit took it upon herself to show me around her house. She showed me the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and pool.

"I don't really have anywhere to sit, sorry, because I find walking more soothing. We'll work in my bedroom," she explained. (A/n, I actually do that, weird, huh?)

"So, why don't you live with your parents?" I asked her.

She looked at me and said emotionlessly, "They died in a car crash a few years ago. A man was drunk and reckless and hit them into the lake. I was with my friend, on the other side of town, when it happened. It still hurts when I realize I'm the last one alive in my family. I'm all that's left." I noticed bags under her eyes as she said that, as if she hadn't slept in weeks.

Changing the subject, I pointed to a door she hadn't opened and asked, "What's in there?"

"Bad memories and heartbreak. Feel free to look. I'm gonna just start the project. I'll be in my room if you need me," she whispered emptily. I opened the door slowly, curiosity taking over me. I saw drawings and photographs of the people I saw in the notebook earlier. I face-palmed as I realized the guy with green skin and antennae had orange eyes, not red. Wait, she knew another Irken? I looked on the back and saw the subtitles. "Marcus and Kitiara, 2009." So, the alien's name was Marcus? I walked into Kit's bedroom again. It had dark purple walls, a weird symbol on the rug, (A/n, It's not Satanic, it's Linkin Park. :P) and the bed had a bedspread that had Amy Lee on it. (From Evanescence.) I watched as Kit turned on her laptop and typed up a title, "Ancient Greece, Comedies and Tragedies."

" Um, do you wanna do some research now, or later? It's actually getting pretty late," I inquired.

"Just go," she commanded. "I'll do the whole report for you. Just… Just go, ok?" I obviously brought up something really personal in her, and I really didn't want to overstay my welcome in her home. So, I left, and tossed and turned all night, wondering about Marcus, and how Kit knew him. I wondered until I wondered myself to sleep.