Alright. So, responses to comments: Too Lazy to Login, I appreciate the helpful advice, thanks! And Zim may get mauled in later chapters. Not to worry ^w^

This chapter is longer! Yay!

I don't own Invader Zim, or anything else. Just Miranda, Shadow, and Kredalia.

So, there I was. About to contact my parents' allies, the most powerful of the Irken race, the Tallest. I walked silently behind Zim, to his little house, completely unaware of the presence behind me, which, in hindsight, was quite odd and unbelievably stupid of me. We reached the house door, and I changed back into my full-human form, so as not to attract attention. But attention was drawn simply by my presence. Zim opened the door to his strange little house, and two quite pathetic-looking robots designed to look like human parents, I assumed, came to the door and said, "Welcome home, son." I was mildly creeped out by the 'Parent-bots', but it vanished when I laid eyes on the sweetest looking green dog sitting on the couch. It turned to look at us, and exclaimed joyously, "Master! You're back! Yay! And you brought a girly-person! She's pretty!" I grinned at the 'dog', and said, "Why, thank you. My name's Mir. What's yours, sweetie?" He ran up to me at an impossible speed for a dog and saluted. "Gir, reporting for duty." He said in a much lower voice. Then he smiled and said, "Ha, I said 'doo-ty'." I rolled my eyes good-naturedly, and rubbed his head.

"GIR! Don't get attached to this…female." Zim scolded. I noticed he didn't call me a human, nor did he call me a Kredalian. Simply 'Female'. And he hesitated before the word 'female'. Interesting…

Zim and I made our way down to his lab, where he made his routine transmission. He looked nervous. For some reason, that only boosted my confidence and feeling of cocky mischievousness. There was some static, and I made sure to be out of the shot for the beginning. "H-hello, my Tallest," Zim said nervously when their bored faces appeared on the screen. "The mission is going relatively well, but, um…" He trailed off, refusing to make eye contact throughout the transmission. Ha, I made him more nervous than I thought. "Only relatively well?" Tallest Red asked cockily, "My, Zim, where has all that confidence gone?" Zim looked up at him timidly, and murmured, "Well, it's just that there's something that I think might concern you…" This made them laugh. "Really? What on Earth would ever concern us?" Taking this for my cue, I leaned into view and said confidently and mischievously, "Hey, boys!"

Purple choked on the doughnut he was eating in surprise, and Red cried out in shock and alarm. I giggled. Now was the time to invoke my abilities as the Heir to the Throne of Kredalia. "So, guys," I said lazily and mischievously, sitting on the arm of the chair Zim was sitting in, "My parents have a bit of a bone to pick with you. It would appear that you two sent this li'l Invader" I patted Zim endearingly on the shoulder, to his great annoyance, "to our Sister Planet. This is a direct violation of the Kredalian-Irken Peace Treaty. Tsk tsk tsk." I scolded, shaking my head in mock disappointment. Then I was struck with a sudden idea, "Say, boys," I said to the Tallest, loving watching them squirm, "What if I kept an eye on Zim for a while. At least until my parents are satisfied? What do you think?" They reluctantly conceded, and little did I know, the biggest hassle/adventure of my life would soon begin…

Later…

Still in my fox-girl form, I walked home from Zim's house, satisfied with my work there. I hummed a little tune happily as I walked. Suddenly, a black figure jumped out in front of me. I cried out, not noticing my ears and tail were still out. The figure had scythe-like hair, and was very slight in build. But his (I assumed it was a guy) head! It was HUGE! I fell to the ground, the pavement scratching my arms. The black-clad figure whipped out a camera, and narrowed his eyes in what I figured was a nasty, malevolent smile.

"I've caught another one." The figure murmured, in a decidedly male, but very young voice. He barely sounded older than me. "Who –who are you?" I demanded, terrified, but suspicious now.

"Who am I?" The boy echoed. "Why Miranda, don't you recognize me?" His voice was icy cold, but he seemed to be taking the same pleasure I took in watching the Tallest squirm. "Though perhaps you don't," The boy continued, "I don't believe we've been properly introduced." He began pulling off his mask, "My name, Miss Steele, is Dib."

Stormy: Muahahaha! Cliffhanger! (Sort of.) Mir?

Mir: Certainly. Thanks for reading! Review, review, review! My threat to Zim applies to this chapter, too! :3

Zim: Please review… -whimper-