Chapter 3: There Was a MISSION, Wasn't There!

            **Recess**

            Pez was sitting on a wall next to the blacktop and watching the children play, noticing a couple of kids comparing scabs and watching intently.

"Lookit this one on my elbow! It's shaped like Texas!"

"Looks more like a mushroom to me."

"You're looking at it wrong. Here, look at it this way."

"Oh, NOW I see it! …How did you bend your arm that way?"

Pez grimaced. "Humans are disgusting," she muttered to herself and looked around the playground, her eyes landing on another pair by the corner of the skool. They seemed to be arguing; Pez's favorite entertainment. Especially since the human children usually ended up pummeling each other with blunt objects during arguments. Pez had nicknamed these 'Physical Debates.' She squinted a little and recognized the two as Dib and Zim. Gaz was sitting on the steps beside them, oblivious to reality as she played her GS2. Pez, full of curiosity, hopped off the wall and walked her way over to them.

"…and your head is big!" Zim snapped as he finished a (Pez assumed) painfully scathing insult.

"My head's not big!" Dib retorted.

Before Zim could reply, Pez walked up behind Dib and chimed in. "That depends. Is the average child's head supposed to be the size of a pumpkin?" Gaz snickered at this. Dib spun around and glared at Pez, then went wide-eyed after recognizing her and jumped behind his sister, clinging to her, pointing at Pez and shouting "THERE SHE IS! That's the other alien I told you about, Gaz! Look at her! LOOK!" Gaz growled. "If your hand is still on my shoulder at the end of this sentence, you will no longer have that hand." Dib let her go.

Pez looked at Zim and saluted him. Zim looked confused but returned the salute. Pez gestured towards her former spot by the wall, "Master Zim, I require a word with you." Zim looked even more confused but started walking. Pez followed him, turning her head to look at Dib before she did so and saying "So long, Paranoid Pumpkin-head," getting another snicker from Gaz.

Zim crawled up and sat on the wall while Pez remained standing, finally speaking. "Who are you? Are you trying to upstage me too? Tell me…" he said, giving Pez a dangerous look. Pez bowed. "My lord, the Almighty Tallest sent me to assist you in your mission to conquer this planet." Zim frowned and jumped off the wall, looking much annoyed. "I require no assistance, for I am ZIM!! Why would the Tallest send YOU, anyway?" Pez stood up proudly. "SIR! I am one of the finest Gunners in the armada, SIR!" she said. Then she smiled stupidly, a smile that was frighteningly similar to GIR's, Zim thought, and said, "My Megh makes pretty fireworks."

**That Night, in Zim's Lab**

GIR was sitting on the floor next to Pez, both of them literally swimming in piles upon piles of squeaky toys of all shapes and sizes imaginable. GIR was laughing giddily and Pez was spouting out the names of the toys as she found them. "Cheese! Piggy! Moose! Taco! Hee hee hee, taco!"

Zim was seated at his computer in that cool curly-pointy chair of his (Man I really want one of those. They's booyaka!), speaking with the Tallest concerning Pez's credibility while trying not to turn a laser cannon on Pez and GIR and blast them into a bajillion teeny tiny little microscopic nearly-not-there pieces just to shut them up. After a few minutes he ended the transmission and turned around to address Pez, only to be smacked full-on in the face by a flying squeaky-cat. Pez and GIR had engaged in a squeak-toy fight, and there were toys littering the floor and a bunch were stuck between pieces of machinery. Zim growled and stood up, constantly ducking and dodging flying squeak toys, and yelled above the insane giggling, "Pez! PEZ!" He got no reaction from her, but GIR did throw a PEZ dispenser at him.

Zim screamed at a previously undiscovered high pitch and all movement stopped. A single rubber piggy hit the side of Zim's head as he panted for breath, then Pez stood bolt upright and saluted. "Yes SIR!" Zim glared at her as he spoke. "It seems you were indeed sent by the Tallest. I…" he growled and groaned for a second as he tried to say it, "nnyyyrrrraaapologizefordoubtingyou." He said the last part very rapidly, but Pez didn't care, as she'd found something profoundly more interesting.

It was a fuzzy squeak toy, circular, with little wavy edges. The bottom had a gray thingy that ended at the wavy edges and the top was a light brown, with small teardrop-shaped holes in the top colored a sort of goopy-yellow. Pez looked at GIR. "What's this one called?" GIR jumped up and screeched, "OOH! You got a PIE!" Pez stared back at the squeak toy. "Pie…" then she giggled and said it again. "Pie. Heeheehee. Pie! Fun word, pie." Then she hugged the pie and it went 'squee!' She looked insufferable cute as she did this, and GIR said, "It's…so beautiful," as he wiped away a tear.

Zim began to question his Tallests' mental condition when they had decided to send Pez to him.

**Thus is the Pie finally introduced! PIE! Hope you folks like this. I know it's miserably short but so's my attention span and it's also 11:32 PM right now—OOH A SQUIRREL!!

Keep on reviewin' and I'll keep on writin'. If ya gots suggestions, boy howdy I'd sure love to hear 'em, yessir (I'm such a hick.).