Thank you, GazmRules, for being the first (and hopefully not last) to review. I hope more people will, so please, do it for the puppies! Everyone loves puppies! If you don't, do it for the kitties. If you don't like kitties, do it for GIR! If you don't like Gir, you are one sick, twisted person. GIR COMMANDS YOU! OBEY THE TALKING GREEN PUPPY! BASK IN ITS CUTENESS! YOU SMELL LIKE COOKIES! ~smiles widely~

(Lyn's POV)

"I guess I have to tell you, huh? At least we should relocate to my base, there's no telling exactly who will be listening," I sighed with a pointed glance at the Irken two tables down. We decided to go to my house and discuss it after school.

"My real name is Lyn Amphrite," I explained, "I am a Peacewalker, sent here to destroy the threat to the human race, Zim Verdi. The reason I fainted after I realized he was Irken was because I was sent by the Wisest to destroy him. The fact that I was fazed by such a horrible disguise troubled me greatly. Unfortunately, the shock overwhelmed me, and as a result, caused me to black out. I had resided on Amphere for 16 of your Earth years, and 209 of mine. My mother, Wisest Kym, most likely sent me here to save me from real war. My mission is fake, but only because I could execute Zim easily. You could, if you'd set your mind to it. Amphresian Peacewalkers are able to control the opposite gender, disassemble and reassemble a Blade Runner in approximately half an hour, knock out anything that we come into contact with, and have the strength of 5 humans. I had lived in Israel for a short time, but so I had a legitimate background, chronological and cultural. While I was there, I learned a human martial art called Krav Maga. It was very similar to Amphresian De Me Su. It gave me a way to protect myself from Human threats without blowing my cover. I can't tell you more without giving away crucial information about the only resistance against the rule of the Irken scum (A/n, The Resisty don't count. They're a couple of rag tag misfits in a high-jacked ship. No offense, Lardy.)," I concluded. I knew I was going to regret explaining to him, so, for good measure, I kissed him. "Promise me you won't tell anyone," I said.

"O-ok," he confirmed dazedly. He fainted. I sighed again and threw him onto my shoulder. Why does someone have to pass out every chapter? Since I lived next to his house, I obviously knew where it was. I took the house key in Dib's pocket and inserted it into the locked door. I went inside, climbed the stairs, and carried Dib into his room. I took him down from my shoulder and into my arms, and onto his bed. I started to leave when I felt something pulling on my dress. "Don't leave," Dib begged.

(Zim's POV)

I AM THE AWESOMELY HAWT ZIM! And I think something happened between Dib-monkey and Lyn yesterday. He keeps trying to get her attention and she blushes when he succeeds. There's something awfully sharky about this. Or, what was it again? Whatever. Something weird was going on here. I decided to investigate at lunch (A/n, Déjà Vu, Oh my god.). I didn't see her in the lunch line. That's when I remembered the Peacewalker brings lunch from home. I looked for her table, but she wasn't anywhere to be seen. Come to think of it, Dib-stink was nowhere to be seen either. I walked through the halls, until my search led to the skool steps, where the disgusting creatures were locked in a passionate embrace. The sight disgusted me, but some part of me felt an irrepressible sadness. But Disgust was dominant.

"That's disgusting!" I shouted, before realizing my shout was heard by everyone on this part of the planet. The love-pigs heard the screech that was heard by orbiting space stations, and quickly broke apart. Dib blushed, while Lyn looked angry. Dangerously angry. "Um… I guess this isn't a good time. I'll just be… Leaving!" I made a mad dash for the safety of the Skool doors.

"Why can't you mind your own business?" the Amphresian demanded as she threw me to the ground. "You're lucky I've let you live this long. Do you want another verdict?" She smiled sinisterly, while Dib looked horrified. I felt my squeedily-spooch beat furiously to pump fluids to my head as she gripped my neck tighter. "Remember, I can kill a man in a hundred ways," She crooned, being seductive yet terrifying at the same time.

I pulled together all my strength (that wasn't squeezed out of me) and said, "Remember, I'm not HUMAN!" I shouted, using my PAK legs to wrestle the she-beast to the ground. I wiped blood from my mouth as my PAK legs climbed up the building. She screamed in rage as the Dib wrapped his arms around hers, trying to restrain her. He couldn't physically restrain her, but it calmed her. Why didn't he just let her loose and be rid of me? It didn't add up right. Enraged Lyn + Nosy Me = Dib – Zim. So, why did Dib let me live? Strange.

(Gir's POV)

I was flying on Piggy when Master came home. I tackled him, licking his face.

"ZIMMEH!" I squealed, when I tasted blood. "Master?"

"Yes, Gir?" Master replied.

"Who made your mouth bleed?"

"Oh, um… I, uh… the… uh, um, uhhhhh… What was the question?" I knew he was dodging my q's, so I stopped throwing foam letters at him.

"Who hurt you? Was it BigHead? The pretty girl?" I begged.

"Yes."

"OK!"

(Dib's POV)

I ran home, wondering what was going on and how it happened. Ok, so far I learned the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen was an alien. What else? She was part of an elite group of warriors called Peacewalkers. She was sent to kill Zim, but won't so her mission will be as long as possible, and she can stay with me. Um…

"Dib! Where are you? The movie starts at 6:00!" Lyn yelled from downstairs. And I'm going on a date with an incredibly hot alien tonight. I grabbed my trench coat, and ran downstairs to meet her. I saw her not actually blonde bob shining as beautifully as her smile, and we got on my motorcycle (A/n, Yes, I did give Dib a motorcycle. They seem a bit romantic to me.) and sped to the theater.

Once we got there, I bought tickets to Return of the Giant Ghost-Robot-Bees. We got our popcorn, which she can eat, but tasted horrible, and 2 large sodas.

"Gir! Stop pushing me!" I heard on the other side of the room, but said nothing, not wanting to turn Lyn into the psycho beast again. If she heard, she didn't let it show. Thank God! But the voices moved closer. "Gir! Shut up!" "Oh, but I was just getting to the best part!" "Best part of what?" "The song…" "Grrrr…" Lyn started to hear them now, her head rose up and I swear her hair turned darker.

"Excuse me, sir, is this seat- DIB?" He exclaimed.

"Sit. If I were you, I would try not to talk too much around Lyn right now. She's still a bit miffed." I advised. He nodded, and sat a seat away from me and Lyn.

"Why are you here?" Lyn demanded. "Were you following us?"

"Actually, Gir wanted to see this, and a dog can't be in the theater unattended. But apparently, he can go to raves, and clubs," he grumbled. Halfway into the movie, Lyn was asleep on my shoulder, and Gir was asleep on my head. I stroked Lyn's hair while trying to shake Gir off. "What were you doing?" Zim whispered.

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"You were with Lyn, on the steps doing… something."

"Zim, we were kissing."

"Kiss-sing? What is Kiss-sing?" I was surprised. Most of the people in this theater knew what kissing was.

"Um, when two people like each other, they kiss."

"Oh."

He didn't talk for the rest of the movie. I was glad.

TBC…

OK! Chapter 4 DONE! Remember the 3 R's! Rate, Review, and GIR! I like you. On a more serious note, I've hit a writer's block. Well, more like a BRICK WALL! A BRICK WALL SEVEN FEET THICK! So, any suggestions would help. A LOT. So, Rate, Review, and GIR!