A/N: Thank you yet again for the reviews. It truly is helping me keep going with this story. And I was having a pretty bad day today, so it's nice to look at some of the reviews (old+new) and know that someone appreciates me work. :D Thank you!! And I shall continue posting chapters for you to read and, hopefully, enjoy. And yes, this chapter will be a little shorter than the others. I try to make most of them the same length but this one just came out the smallest so far.

It had been a week since the dodge ball incident happened and since then, Zim had been twice as cold to Dib. And by twice as cold it means Zim refused to acknowledge his existence. Whenever Dib went to confront Zim about his next plan, or even to ask why he wasn't talking to him. Zim would simply continue with his work or start talking to the nearest living being.

At one point in Skool Dib was walking to the bathroom when he saw Zim in the hallway. He decided that this would be the best time to confront him because no one was around.

"Zim. Why are you ignoring me?" Dib asked standing infront of the invader.

The alien had a glazed look in his eyes and he turned his head towards a potted plant sitting next to one of the class room doors.

"Zim??" Dib asked, watching as he walked over to the plant and proceeded to talk to it.

He stared in awe as Zim asked it about recent events, latest gossip. Even the weather. After about 10 minutes of this Dib just shook his head and went back to class. Apparently Zim was trying to ignore him so much he would start conversations with plants. He slammed his head on his desk and groaned realizing that this ran deeper than just him being angry with him. Even Dib knew that Zim knew plants couldn't converse with people.

'Why?.... What the fuck did I even DO?' Dib thought, surprised at the curse that popped up among his thoughts.

When Ms. Bitters was finally done teaching them about… Who knows what. Dib grabbed his things and continued outside the Skool before he finally realized something.

Zim didn't come back from his 'conversation' with the plant. Infact, Dib hadn't seen him since then.

'Maybe he went home to work on his latest evil plot.' Dib thought. 'I should probably go and figure out what it is so he won't destroy humanity.' He started sprinting in the direction of the glowing house, and was halfway there when he finally admitted to himself that this was just an excuse to figure out why Zim was ignoring him.

The Invader sat in his lab furiously mixing explosive chemicals with each other just to make things blow up. He glared as he dropped a sizzling blue mixture into a test tube full of deadly purple liquid.

He smirked as he watched it started to smoke and bubble. He quickly pulled down his goggles and placed the concoction into a glass case. He opened a hole in the top and poured down some more of the blue liquid and laughed as it exploded.

Turning to do this again he realized he had used up all of his chemicals. Zim's eyes narrowed and he gritted his teeth as hard as he could. He turned back to the table and slammed his gloved fists down onto it. Then those horrid words echoed back into his head.

Dib isn't THAT bad…

He put his hands on his head and let out a ferocious scream.

"YES. HE IS THAT BAD. HE IS. GUUH. I SHOULD JUST KILL HIM RIGHT NOW. I HAVE THE EQUIPMENT." He started rampaging through his lab yelling and breaking things. He never took off his disguise after the plant incident so now his wig was falling off of his head and one of his contacts had fallen out when he ripped off his goggles.

Eventually making his way back to the table he started at he brought his fists down even harder than before and smashed the table in half. There was an explosion of wood as his makeshift storage unit was destroyed. This upset him to the point of standing there seething. He felt moisture start to fill his eyes as he went about fixing his wig and placing his contact back into his eye.

"He is that bad… He is…" he said quietly, rubbing away the moisture from his eyes and feeling a new wave of anger hit him.

Mumbling and quietly whimpering to himself he went upstairs to devour some waffles. This was how he always took out his anger.

When the elevator reached the upstairs he started shouting.

"GIR. I DEMAND WAFFLES." The invader yelled sitting at the table.

Gir squealed with joy and ran to the kitchen to start making them. His first batch had various kitchen objects coming out of them but this didn't stop the alien from tearing through them.

Around 7 plates later Zim was calm enough to not destroy anything. He also felt quite sick. "No more waffles Gir. I feel sick." He stated getting up from his chair and going into the elevator. On his way back down to the lab he thought about Dib. The only thought that came to his mind… "Filthy worm-baby."

Gir stood there screaming and freaking out for atleast 5 minutes before he finally just ate the last plate himself. Before he could actually finish it though, someone knocked on the door. Gir ran up to the door with a waffle half in his mouth and opened it only to see a certain Dib-Human standing there.