"I AM ZIM! They cannot treat me like this!" Zim yelled, banging at the door. Dib stood back in disbelief, not at Zim but at the Skool, Dib knew that the conditions there were bad, but he never would have believed that the Skool would have this room and actually use it.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but we need to work together if we want to get out of this mess." Dib said reluctantly.

"Yes, then I will destroy the underground classrooms and take over the Earth!" Zim announced before laughing evilly.

"Not if I have anything to say about it, Zim!" Dib replied, then sighed, "let's just focus on getting out of here."

Zim inspected the lock. In contrast to the old, run-down room, the lock was very complicated and high-tech, even for Irken standards.

"There must be something they really don't want us to see." Dib muttered, looking over Zim's shoulder.

"This will go faster if you back up and let me do my genius investigating." Zim replied. Dib hesitated, he did want to see what was going on with the lock, but decided that getting out was more important so he let Zim work and continued the investigation of the classroom. A few hours after that, Zim hit the lock in frustration.

"It requires a strange type of key to open it! None of my Irken lock-picking skills are working!" He shouted.

"I'm sure Gaz and your weird little robot-dog thing will figure out where we are." Dib reassured. He decided against voicing the one concern that was on his mind about his statement, would Gaz care?

"My Tallest won't stand for this treatment of their best invader! The people who made this room, including that horrible Mrs. Bitters for sending me here will pay!" Zim shouted.

"What, is that after the invasion?" Dib asked, too tired to argue with Zim.

"Eh? Why are you acting strange, wait do you now require what the humans call 'sleep'?" Zim laughed.

"Zim, it must be... well I can't tell the time because there's no clock in here and I didn't bring my watch, but it must be pretty late. I need sleep to think clearly." Dib explained.

"Fine, Dib-stink, sleep if you must, I will figure out a way out of this horrible room." Zim replied.

The night quickly grew cold and Dib began to shake in his sleep. Without thinking, Zim pulled and Invader-issue emergency blanket and placed it over Dib, he denied to himself that it was out of compassion for Dib, but out of the fact that he wanted to be the one who defeated Dib in the end, not the cold. Zim made a bit of progress on the lock, but not enough to open the door.

Dib woke up the next morning and noticed the blanket put over him.

"Zim, did you give me this?" Dib asked, noticing the Irken symbol.

"Yes, Dib-stink, I did. Not because I care for your well being or anything, I just didn't want to be trapped here alone." Zim replied.

"Right, well, thanks anyways Zim." Dib replied, carefully folding the blanket and handing it to Zim.

"Eh? Well, it benefited Zim!" Zim replied, he didn't want to admit it, not even to himself, but he felt protective of Dib, like he wanted him to be alright. The two of them walked to the door and continued working, though it was obvious that something was on Dib's mind.

"What are you thinking about?" Zim asked, "Tell me now!"

"Nothing, we just need to get out of here." Dib replied hastily, however, Zim noticed the problem.

"Oh yeah, humans require nourishment often to survive." Zim said slowly, "That makes Irkens superior."

"So, we can live for ten minutes without help from some kind of biological computer!" Dib yelled angrily at Zim, who replied by pushing Dib.

"You dare insult the race that will soon rule your filthy planet!" Zim yelled.

"Zim, you'll never be able to take over the world. I don't even know why I think of you as such a threat, you're not good at invading." Dib said-matter-of-factly. This made Zim gasp.

"YOU LIE!" he yelled. "There is no way I could be anything less than amazing!" Zim then remembered the Tallest's objections to giving him a mission and the "advanced" SIR unit. True, he wouldn't give Gir up even if he had the option, though there was no way he'd tell the little robot that. Zim didn't voice his second thoughts, however Dib seemed to know.

"Maybe if this whole invader thing doesn't work out, you can be a hero." Dib suggested.

"Maybe." Zim replied.

~That was it for chapter 2, hope you enjoyed it. There will be more.~