A/N: Sorry my last chapter was short, I had put it off for a year and a half and I had written as much as I could without putting off for another day. Hope you like the new chapter, it's more involved bringing the crossover together as a whole. So you'll have more Johnny, Devi, Squee, Curtis, Erik, Larten, and Darren. YAY.

Ch 3: Overheard Plans

That night when the show started, the tent was packed and the audience was whispering excitedly about the show to come. First up was the Wolf-Man followed by the Mind Reader, Cormac Limbs, Rhamus Two-Bellies, Evra Von, and finally it was time for Zim to preform.

"Tonight," Mr. Tall introduced, "Is the first time preforming for our newest member, a real-life alien-Zim!" for a second nothing happened, the suddenly Zim's ship appeared after turning off the cloaking device, the front window opened up and the small green ex-invader stepped out with GIR by his side...wearing the disguises.

He pretended to scratch his head, and got a fake look of shock then a small laugh. "Oh, ha ha, sorry about that humans," He said pulling off his wig and removing his contacts, "I'm still not used to being around humans without my disguise, must be the fear of being dissected." The audience had a nice laugh at that.

He picked GIR up and stood eight feet tall on his spider legs, he told GIR to fly around the audience and give them some Irken Snax. He did and the audience cheered, some of the 16 to 23 year old girls even went 'Awww...' as GIR did his cutest little victory dance. He then threw a plastic ball into the air and he and GIR shot at it with lasers that Zim had decreased the power on. Finally they hit the bright pink ball with Emipire's insignia and it popped showing pretty interactive fireworks that's sparks turned into confetti and out popped Mini-Moose who did a few flying tricks then squeaked before landing on GIR's head and taking a nap. GIR then crawled onto the floor and fell asleep also with Mini-Moose still placed on his head. Sighing Zim said that it was time for them to 'return to the base' for the night before picking them up and climbing back into his ship-which he expertly flew out of the tent.

Next up was Crepsley and Darren doing the usual routine, plus a few web-spinning tricks that involved two people. They were followed by Alexander Ribs, Gertha Teeth, Hans Hands, Sive and Seersa. The show was over, or so the audience thought. This time Devi killed them both by shoving a grenade down Nny's throat, and decapitating Squee with a weed-whacker, before slitting her own throat. When the show was really over the audience cheered then left talking animatedly about the amazing performances.

Soon after the show was over Zim sought out Darren, when he heard voices coming from the tent of the 'Scary Carrot Headed Man' as Zim called him...but not to his face. He silently released his spider legs to sneak up to the tent, knowing how sensitive the hearing of the occupants could be. He climbed to the roof of the neighboring tent and listened with his sensitive hearing to the conversation happening in the other tent.

"So how much are you going to take this time?" asked a man, who Zim recognized as Johnny C, or 'Nny' for short.

"As much as you'll allow, I would not want to be a bother, but I believe the rest of our kind would much enjoy the interesting healing properties." That was the Carrot Man-Larten Crepsley.

"Yes, I guess it is pretty important to you...how about 2,000 bottles?"

"Really? You would be willing to give me that many bottles to bring?"

"I would come with you but you said it's against the rules..."

"Yes I suppose...but would you really be able to fill that many in five days time?"

"We could do that no problem."

"So we really have to attend also?"asked a new voice that was immediately recognizable as Curtis Rx-the lead singer from the Cirque's personal band.

"Of course you have to attend!" Snapped Crepsley.

"Okay, okay, I just wanted to be absolutely positive, we still have our fans to think about."

"Yes, but this is a new personal obligation Curtis. It goes to our very soul now." Responded a new slightly accented voice that belonged to the other band member-Erik X.

"Yeah, you're right Erik...I suppose we could go a month or three without contact, make something up about song writing and monster making..."

There was a pause, before Erik spoke up again. "I have to go out and feed." and Erik before exiting the tent.

Zim ducked as the tent door ruffled open, and if he had kept his head up he would have seen Erik stiffen as he caught the smell of someone lingering on the roof of the next tent over. He pretended to walk away, and Zim peeked over the edge in time to see the man dissapear into the swirling darkness. As he continued to look at the tent across from him he breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back onto something he didn't notice being there before. Suddenly gravity momentarily became inneffective as he was picked up and held in front of the face of Erik.

"Okay you puny green pest, tell me what you were doing, how much you heard and do it now before I snap your little neck." His dark brown eyes flashing with the pure intent of murder, as Zim gaped up in pure horror. After a minute of not responding Erik lightly shook Zim and growled, "Well you little parasite!? Are you going to give me an answer?"