Grogie13: Woohoo! The second installment of Parallels! HUZZAH! I'd like to thank the people WHO REVIEWED, Zim'sMostLoyalServant and otherrelmwriter. Thanks, guys!. And Zim'sMostLoyalServant was the first to review for the first chapter, so he gets the cameo for this chapter. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Invader ZIM. If I did, you'd all be babbling incessantly about flying rubber duckies, marshmellows, and Twinkies. Yay.

"Hey, mastah!" G.I.R. shouted as he ran into the room, holding a tiny teddy bear close to him. "Heymastah! Do yyyooouuu want some dooouuuggghhhnnnuuutsss? Huh?" His metal eyes glowed a bright blue. 'Mastah' twitched an eye and blinked, annoyed. "No, G.I.R. Zim does not want this HUMAN FILTH known as doh-nuts." Zim said, making quote fingers as he said "doughnuts".

"Analysis complete. Subject: Earthen filth technology tested positive reactions to Subject: Irken technology/."

Zim smirked slightly. "Excellent work, Computer." He stood at a proud four foot nine and raised his fist. "G.I.R.! I'm out to get some supplies. Guard the house and do NOT let anybody in, this time, especially the filthies. Okay?" The tiny robot's antenna drooped.

"Huh?"

The Irken sighed and closed his eyes. "If anyone else besides Zim enters the house, do you know what they'll do?"

"DEY GONNA PLAY WIT ME AND I'LL BE PLAYIN' WIT DA BABIES!"

"No, they'll… they'll steal the babies and force them to not eat tacos."

G.I.R. gasped.

"Exactly. Don't let anybody else inside, okay? Let the robo-parents handle it."

"Oooooooooookiedokie!"

Zim left one eye open and let it twitch; the Irken equivalent to a human's rolling of the eyes. "Computer! Take me up to the main floor." A small, circular tile lifted Zim up to the living room of his base. His PaK activated his disguise and he headed out the door.

G.I.R.'s Point of View to make up for the time it took Zim to get the things he needed.

WEEHOO! I'm playin' wit the babies! And they be tryin' tooooooooooooo... I dunno. And then we had muffins! And then we had tuna! And then we had Twinkies! And then we roasted marshmellows but we didn't have any marshmellows and now the crazy lady next door is wondering where her kitty went! AND THEN WE ALL ATE SUSHI! AND THEN WE ALL DANCED INTO OBLIVION UNTIL THE GOO MONSTER CAME TO ATE US ALL! YAY!

The end!

Back to normal insanity.

Zim made eye contact with Ugly Neighbor Lady, who looked at him strangely, the reason being Zim looked too small to carry the huge bags.

"I am normal! Yes, so very normal. AND ZIM! Yes, I am Zim. Continue with you HORRID FILTHY life as a DISGUSTING human worm-baby." He said, hoping she wouldn't think anything of the truth. Luckily for Zim, Ugly Neighbor Lady nodded and went on watering her lawn. Zim chuckled and looked at his base, only to see a human male wearing a grey tee shirt, jeans, and black hair running away from the abnormal green house.

"HEY!" Robo-mom screamed, poking her head out the door.

"I just wanted return the dog! LEAVE ME ALONE!" The teenager yelled, then getting hit in the head with a rubber duck. He suddenly began shrieking and running faster away, eventually turning the corner and disappearing. Zim narrowed an eye.

"Return the dog?" He wondered aloud. "G.I.R.!" A growl escaped his lips. He trudged up the walkway, dragging the bags with him and mumbling, occasionally shouting "FILTHY!" or perhaps "normal". He stopped halfway when he heard a loud squeaking noise, continuing to get louder until it sounded like it was right next to the Irken, which it was. Something picked Zim up and began tearing inside the house at inhuman speed. It stopped sharply and the green boy slammed into the wall. Ow. He opened his eyes to see G.I.R. standing in front of him… on the ceiling? No, Zim is just upside-down.

"G.I.R., what did I tell you about letting people into the house?"

"I didn't do it. You said to let the robo-mommeh and robo-daddeh to do it, so I did, and they be lettin' the boy in! Oh, but first I went out to go to the Krazy Taco. The taco's crazeh-like. And theeeeennnnn the boy comes." The tiny, green-clad robot explained.

"Whatever. Just close the door and go do… whatever it is you like to do, as long as you don't leave the base, okay?" Zim's body disappeared down below, where he worked for a few hours on a new device to travel to alternate universes. Finally, when he was done, he raised his fists as high as he could and cackled triumphantly.

"SUCCEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!"

Dun dun DUUUNNNNNNN!

Grogie13: Okay, yeah, it wasn't that much of a cliffhanger, but it is a mild one, at least. Zim'sMostLoyalServant made an appearance in this chapter, being hit by a rubber ducky. ZMLS, if I got your age wrong, sorry. Once again, the first person to leave a review gets a cameo next chapter! Until then, Grogie13 signing off. –salute-