Just dropping some thank yous to everybody who reviewed this crazy story :)

Invader Johnny: Yeah, you know it's bad when Zim actually pities him XD Yeah, Gaz would have some respect for other gamers, and wouldn't like to be classified on Iggins level. As for Keef, yeah he's more like a nightmare creature. He didn't even die when Zim and Dib tried to explode his head, that's when you know it's bad XD

Zim'sMostLoyalServant: It's disappointing that Dib had to ruin their moment, and probably not one of his best ideas.

SolemnGlory: Thanks! I'm a random person! Also, there will be more PAGR moments to come!

Nessajinxed: Thank you! Yeah, while Gaz might be annoyed with Zim, he's still a gamer, and even she has to respect that. I'm glad you thought Keef was hilarious.

~Sammi


"UNHAND MY SISTER!" Dib angrily demanded.

The scary girl and the Antichrist quickly separated from one another, both completely drenched in water. Pepito backed away from Gaz a bit, as he started scratching his arms almost uncontrollably. Gaz raised an eyebrow, as she realized that some sort of weird reaction was taking place. She then snapped her deadly focus to the one holding the squirt gun. The one who interrupted the rather close moment that had occurred between them; Dib.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Dib warned, closing in on the Antichrist, who was currently experiencing a horrible itching fit of sorts!

"DIB!" Gaz suddenly yelled, stepping in between the two of them. "What did you DO?!" She demanded to know, as her usual scary aura now surrounded her, ready to pummel her brother.

"It's called holy water, Gaz! I did what I had to do to stop the monster!" Dib heroically shouted as he pumped his squirt gun, preparing to give him another blast.

"FOOL! You didn't stop me! You just made me really, really ITCHY!" Pepito shouted in anger, as he tried to stop scratching himself for a few seconds. Some red splotches, almost like a rash, started to form on his skin. "And I was just trying to buy another game console for Gaz! HOW IS THAT SO BAD?!" He tried to explain, but Dib would have none of it.

"At Zim's house?! I don't think so! I know you're up to something evil! I don't know what, but I WILL find out! You even exploded that manager's head at the mall! That's right! I know all about it!" The large headed guy shouted.

Gaz smacked her head. "Really, Dib?! He was just trying to replace my console because he broke it! And the so called 'manager' was just stupid Iggins anyways!"

Pepito grunted, already quite irritated by today's events, as he glared at Dib. "I only came here because I've heard that Zim had ten consoles at one point! And I did explode his head. You would have too if you were able to read his repulsive soul. Kind of like how you helped Zim explode Keef's head!" He informed him. "That's right, do-gooder. I know ALL about that." He said, throwing that little fact in his face, as he scratched his arms and his chest.

Dib just stammered, dumbfounded that he somehow knew about that incident some years back. "B-b-but that was different! This is KEEF we're talking about here! And his head just reformed somehow! That doesn't count!"

"Hey guys! Don't forget to come to my slumber party Friday!" Keef shouted as he laid like a flapjack in the road. "And wear your footy pajamas!"

Dib looked down at the ground, noticing Keef laying there, and even worse, a life sized card board cut out of himself was laying right next to him. The large headed kid cringed, disturbed by the visual. And the thought of footy pajamas! God no!

Pepito just glared at the one with the large head. "Oh, but it does count. You're forgetting that I can read your soul. Your deepest, darkest secrets and feelings. You see, while I read that you do have some very good intentions for the world, there will always be a dark spot on your soul, however small it may be. But you know what they say: You cannot resist the power of the dark side." Pepito told him, as he smiled wickedly.

"Hey! I like that line!" Zim shouted from the window, as he and Skoodge ate some popcorn and watched the scene unfold.

"You stole that line from a movie!" Dib shouted, growing angrier.

"No. He got that from me!" Zim quickly lied, trying to take the credit. Dib just looked at Zim in disbelief.

"No matter. It still rings true. Even for you, 'Earth's only hero'." The Antichrist growled.

"It does not!" Dib quickly denied.

"Pretty sure it does!" Zim added in amusement.

"HEY! No one asked you!" The large headed guy shouted to the alien at the window.

"SHUT YOUR NOISE TUBE, DIB HUMAN! THIS IS ZIM'S NEIGHBORHOOD! ZIM'S!" Zim shouted back.

"What if I told you that it would be your eventual destiny to join the dark forces?" Pepito asked, chuckling darkly...which made Dib really nervous.

"Th-that's just not possible!" He shouted, and then proceeded to blast him with another dose of holy water. Gaz jumped in front of him, taking the majority of the blast, however, some still splashed on the spawn of Satan. The scary girl quickly ripped the squirt gun out of her brother's hands, and throwing it against one of Zim's neighbor's electric fences...and completely destroying it!

Pepito groaned as the holy water hit his skin, and soaked through his clothing. He was growing even more agitated by now, his blood was almost boiling. Drenched in holy water or not, his dark red aura exploded around him, and the once sunny day disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a now darkened, stormy looking sky. Deep red energy lit up around his hands, and it almost seemed to have a crackling sound.

Dib noticed this, as well as his scary sister, who was also infuriated by her brother's actions. Dib started to tremble in fear, as he quickly realized that this kid wasn't anything like Zim. For starters, he was way scarier!

"Ooooohh... Fudge!..." Only Dib didn't say "fudge"...

Pepito levitated closer to him. Dib tumbled backwards, trying to get away from the Antichrist, who ominously approached him.

"AAAAAAHHHH!" Dib screamed in a panic, as he tried to hurry over to Tak's ship.

Pepito immediately blasted the side of the ship with red energy, immediately destroying half of the Irken warship...and stunning Dib in the process.

"NOOOOO! DIB-SHIP!" The large headed kid shouted in pure horror. The rotten half-devil not only melted Dib's only tangible evidence of intelligent alien technology, but also the only efficient thing he had to defend Earth against Zim!

By now, Gaz knew this took a turn for the worse. And while Dib was irritating the hell out of her and everyone else lately, she didn't want to see his head explode.

However, Pepito stopped levitating, and withdrew the hellish energy from his hands. He had no real intention of hurting the girl's brother...after all he could read his soul...and it was one of the very few human souls he wasn't disgusted with. He knew he meant well, and was just trying to protect his sister. "I'm not going to harm you. All I wanted today, was to just play some video games with Gaz and have some fun. Instead I destroyed her console on accident, and I've been trying to find a new one for her. I'm not conspiring with Zim, I'm not up to anything other than trying to replace what was broken." He said to Dib in a serious tone.

"You're...not trying to take over the world or something?" Dib asked, hyperventilating.

"No. What would I want with this dump? I already have Hell." He calmly explained.

"Oh." Dib responded, not really knowing what to say. This was supposed to be the Antichrist? Wasn't he supposed to rise up and destroy the world or something? Instead he's just worried about video games! Dib thought.

"Come, Gaz. We must leave." The Antichrist said to her as he continued to scratch his arms and chest profusely.

"Zim's going to give you some more AMAZING advice before you leave..." The alien's voice shouted over to the itchy Antichrist.

"I can only imagine..." Gaz quietly complained under her breath to Pepito.

"Since you seem to have a horrible allergy to polluted Earth water, I find that bathing in paste helps to prevent any burns or horrible itching!" Zim shouted over, actually throwing a glue bottle over to the Antichrist, who caught it.

"Um, gracias?" He politely said, looking at the bottle of paste, in confusion.

"You're not really going to use that, are you?" Gaz whispered to him.

"Hell no. I need some aloe vera. I have some at my house." Pepito quietly told her, as he walked over to the car.

"Wait! Where are you going?!" Dib asked in a panic.

"To Hell. I need to find a new console. The portal's in the basement of my house." The Antichrist informed him, still scratching from the holy water.

"There's an actual portal to Hell right next door to me?!" The paranormal investigator asked, in complete shock.

"Si. You should really pay attention." Pepito retorted, as he opened up the door to his hearse.

Gaz just snickered.

"Wait! You guys just can't ditch me!" Dib yelled, running over to catch up with them.

"Yes, we can." Gaz said in a dark tone to her older brother. She then looked over at her itchy friend. "How are you going to drive?" She quietly asked him.

"Eh...I'll manage." He assured her, now scratching his head.

"No. Give me the keys." She ordered him.

Pepito just looked at her.

"You're just gonna keep scratching yourself, and your hands won't be on the wheel. I'll drive." She firmly told him.

The Antichrist complied with her, realizing that she was unfortunately right. He couldn't stop itching, and he needed something to put on his skin to calm it. And he was a little late for Zim's paste advice. He reached in his pocket, and he handed her the keys.

Gaz took them and got in the driver's side, while the Antichrist got in the passenger's side instead. She started the car up, and burned rubber on the street.

"WAIT! Don't leave me here!" Dib said, as he started to run over to the car, but it was too late, as Gaz sped off, leaving him in her dust.

"CRAP! He's alone with her again! And they're going to Hell! I gotta catch up to them, but HOW!?" He ranted, talking to himself, and trying not to panic. Just because Pepito claimed he didn't want the world, doesn't mean he was willing to trust the nightmare creature alone with his sister. There was no way he was just going to step aside and give the Satan Spawn the benefit of the doubt!

"Hey! Look on the bright side, Dib! I can always liquefy your organs for you!" Zim shouted in a faux pleasant tone from the house, holding up a mixer and turning it on.

"Maybe some other time Zim! Right now I have to just go to Hell!" Dib shouted, damned near desperate. However, it wasn't a total failure...The young paranormal investigator removed a pin in the shape of a ghost from his black trench coat. Except it wasn't JUST a pin. It was a spare hidden video camera. And it recorded the Antichrist in the process of destroying his alien spaceship. Soon, the Swollen Eyeball would be eating their words...Dib smiled, but only briefly, as he glanced back over at his melted ship. With Tak's ship now damaged, there was only one other possible way to follow them and get there in time to stop them. He turned his large head, only to face Zim, who smirked at him. Dib groaned in complete annoyance. Zim was definitely a last resort.

Meanwhile, Gaz stepped on it, knowing that they only had limited time before her brother would find a way to catch up to them.

"Sorry about my stupid brother and his dumb holy water." She told the Antichrist, while keeping her eyes on the road.

"It's okay. I'm not hurt, just really itchy...My father actually used to use holy water on me when I was a kid." He told her, as if it were the most normal thing to say.

"Seriously?" She asked, almost in disbelief. Mostly because of the highly uncomfortable reaction that holy water had on his skin. "That's horrible."

"Yes. It was only once in awhile. It would be my punishment if I did anything too horrible." He admitted, still scratching his chest.

"Like what?" She asked out of curiosity. What would Satan himself consider to be so bad? She wanted to know what he meant by that.

"Eh...like once I may have lied to him and told him that a kid in my class wanted to join his Soulless Army of Darkness..." He confessed, remembering back to the day.

"Well, why did you do that? Was the kid a jerk or something?" She inquired, actually interested in his story.

"No. He was nice, and I just wanted him to hang out with me at my house. I always moved around my entire life, and when I was a kid I never had anyone to play with in this infernal Inferno. I knew my Father would initially say no if I just asked him if he could come over, so I deceived him." He explained to her.

"What happened to the kid?" She asked.

"Squee just politely told him he didn't want to join, and that was that. Afterward, we ate food, hung out, and he went home." Pepito responded.

"Huh. Do you still talk to him?" She inquired, not quite realizing she was actually taking an interest in somebody's life besides her own.

"No. Squee was always afraid of me, and we ended up losing touch. I've no idea where he is." He answered, shrugging his shoulders. "I do remember, that after that day, I received the holy water treatment for lying to my Father."

"Wow...that's kinda messed up. That would be like if my Dad threw itching powder on me or Dib." She told him, trying to make a comparison.

"Eh...kind of, but not really. I'm the Antichrist. How else was he to punish me? Normal methods never worked. Like I said, I was quite an unholy terror." He told her, justifying it. "I would just be very itchy for awhile, and I'd learn to never do it again."

After hearing his story, that when Gaz realized something about her Dad. Something she never quite appreciated before. "My Dad never punished me." She informed him.

"He never punished you for anything when you were a kid?" Pepito asked out of curiosity.

"No. And he probably never will. That's just his parenting style, I guess. He'd just sign whatever papers he had to sign, and tell us not to do it again." She explained.

"He never gets worked up or angry over anything?" Pepito asked, almost in disbelief.

"Well, he's not happy when Dib starts ranting and raving about his paranormal junk, but that's more like disappointment. He expects him to study 'real science'." She told him. "Other than that, my Dad's alright." The dark girl explained.

At the mention of both of their fathers, Pepito felt compelled to bring up the grudge his father had held against her own.

"Good. I floored it, so at least we got here faster." She said, pulling into the Antichrist's driveway.

But he didn't. Unfortunately, he would have to wait until a much better, and less itchy time.

The two of them got out the car, and Gaz handed the keys back to Pepito. He noticed that the girl was watching the massive amount of smoke coming from his house. However, she just shook it off, and seemed like she could care less at the moment.

The Antichrist approached his house, trying to sense if his father was there yet or not. He wasn't, however, his mother still was...

The two of them made it as far as the front doorstep, when a middle aged woman with light brown hair opened the door.

"Oh hello!" She happily hummed, smiling at the two of them.

"Hello mother..." Pepito said, still scratching his arms like crazy.

"Pepito! Stop scratching yourself in front of this young lady! It's impolite!" She quietly scolded her son, right in front of Gaz.

"I can't help it! Mother, this is my friend, Gaz. Gaz, this is my mother." He said, quickly introducing the two. "I must get some aloe for my skin!" He said, literally running through the living room, and up the stairs to his room.

"Hello! It's nice to meet you!" The older woman said, greeting the purple haired goth girl.

Gaz raised an eyebrow at the woman wearing a bright floral dress and cross necklace. She looked like she stepped out of the 1950's. "Hi." The dark girl responded.

"So you're my new neighbor! How wonderful!" She happily said to her.

Well, that was the first time anyone had said that to Gaz Membrane..."Yeah...Welcome to the neighborhood." Gaz said in her usual voice. She then noticed something peering at her from the corner, with bright glowing red eyes...it seemed to snarl...

Meanwhile, Pepito ran in his room, slamming the door shut as he ripped off his shirt, and doused himself in liquid aloe vera from a bottle. At least it seemed to help cool his skin. He went to grab another black shirt out of his dresser drawer...but they were all gone! Except for one shirt. He cringed as he picked up the hideous shirt he deliberately hid. It was either that or no shirt at all. He would have went shirtless, but Gaz was still out there. He tried to turn it inside out, but the same cheesy image remained, even on the inside! It was unbearable! He growled, as he reluctantly put it on, and headed out to the living room...where another unspeakable horror was currently being committed!

His mother was sitting with Gaz on the couch, along with his vicious Hell hound, Woofles, who hated pretty much anybody outside of the family. His mother was going through an old scrap book, showing Gaz pictures of Pepito when he was just a kid.

"And that's Pepito eating ice cream when he was just three years old. Isn't he just adorable?" She happily asked the dark girl, pointing to the photos. By now, Gaz was just amused.

"And that photo is from our family vacation two months ago. Don't mind some of the dead bodies in the background. They all just seemed to drop dead, but I still kept this photo because it's the only one I have from our latest vacation. I don't know if you're single, but my son happens to be single. He's a very polite boy." She hinted to Gaz, who's eyes just popped open after hearing the woman's last comment.

By now, the Antichrist's mouth hung open, and his pupils seemed to shrink, almost in shock. "MOTHER!" Pepito shouted, wanting the embarrassment to stop. But it didn't end there.

They all turned their heads, snapping their attention towards the Antichrist, who was wearing a pale purple colored tee shirt with a cute panda head on the front that read "Hug Life".

Gaz tried so hard to stifle her laughter, but it just came out anyways. It wasn't everyday that she got see the Antichrist himself wearing such a ridiculous shirt. It seemed to take away from his ominous nature.

"Oh how nice! You finally decided to wear the shirt I gave you for your birthday!" His mother happily said.

"Only because I couldn't find a single black shirt in my room! It was either this or nothing!" He argued.

"I threw the rest of your shirts in the washer." His mom replied.

"Why would you do that? They were clean!" Pepito told her.

"You have a messy room, young man. All of your clothes were just laying on a pile on the floor. You just float right over them. I don't know what's clean and what needs to be washed!" His mom explained.

"I am capable of doing my own laundry, mother, just as I've done for years." The Antichrist insisted.

"Oh. But at least that shirt looks nice on you! Don't you think so Gaz?" She asked the dark, scary girl.

"Yeah. You should take a picture." Gaz sarcastically suggested, trying not to giggle as she witnessed the Antichrist himself wear such a hideous shirt.

"Oh! Good idea! I'll get the camera!" His mom hummed.

"Don't bother! I'm not wearing this any longer!" He shouted, as he started to take his shirt off. There was no way he was wearing the hideous thing around the house, and especially in Hell!

"NO! Don't undress yourself in front of company! There's a young lady in the house!" He mother shouted. "Where are your manners?"

Pepito sighed in annoyance, reluctantly putting the shirt back on. He folded his arms, trying to hide the cute panda face on his shirt. This panda shirt was seriously hindering his spooky look! Especially in front of the spooky girl he was trying to impress! That, and the red splotches on his skin. "I'll be right back. I'll go find you your console." He told them, walking off down the hallway.

"Wait." Gaz said. "I'll come with you." She said.

"No. I'll go myself." He told her.

"Can I at least see what it looks like?" Gaz asked, somewhat curiously. Now that she learned the Damned had video games, it became more interesting to her.

"You wish to see Hell? Come, I'll show you." He told her, offering his hand to her.

Gaz just glanced at him.

"You'll need to hold onto my hand. It's a long way down, and I wouldn't want to see you fall." He explained to her.

Surprisingly, she didn't protest, rather she just accepted it. The dark girl looked down at her hand, which was now gingerly being held by his own.

The Antichrist's eyes lit up, and he smiled. He felt relieved she allowed him to get closer to her, even while she currently wasn't happy with him. To him, it was still a good sign. She didn't mind being close to him, or at least somewhat. The two of them walked over to a rather ordinary looking door. Pepito opened the door to the basement, motioning to the abyss below, a sea of nightmarish Hell that was being unleashed in another dimension. Horrible, eternal suffering, charcoal black smoke filled skies, demons running about, as well as tormented human souls. Screams of the Damned wailed, almost blending in perfectly with warm winds that howled. And the basement door was merely the portal to it all.

"Wow...cool." Gaz quietly whispered under her breath. She took in the breathtaking view, almost appreciating the horrific scenery as something beautiful in her eyes. It couldn't even quite compare to any Hellish scenery in any video game (or demon-pig dimension) she's ever seen.

"You really think so?" Pepito asked, almost surprised that she didn't seem frightened, or even disturbed by it.

"Yeah." She quietly replied, not taking her eyes off of the tortured souls.

He inched closer to her, not only because he liked being near her, but she was literally teetering between the edge of her world, and his. Oddly, she had no fear of it. Just intrigue. "This is why you've witnessed all the smoke outside of my house. It was coming from here, from roasting the souls of the damned. My father likes to take his work home with him. We move so often, and we have to take this along with every time." He explained to her.

Upon hearing the last part of his sentence, she looked down at their hands once more, thinking that getting too close to him probably wasn't a good idea. She let go of his hand, also trying to shake off any other feelings he seemed to stir up. He noticed this of course, and spoke up. If the basement didn't seem to faze her, then it was obviously the part about him moving frequently.

"Um, you know, this is probably going to be my home until I complete high school." He tried to assure her. "If not, I will promise that I won't lose contact with you." He softly told her, taking her hand once more.

Gaz just looked at him, it was as if he read her thoughts, and she just felt a tad bit unsure. "You've been making a lot of promises today...You better deliver." She firmly told him, as she looked him directly in the eyes.

The Antichrist chuckled. He was really starting to admire her 'tell it like it is' attitude. "I promise I will deliver my promises." He told her, smiling.

Gaz, while she was deadly serious about it, couldn't help but to smirk at him.

"...Did you still wish to come with me?" He asked her.

"Yeah." She quietly replied. "I kinda want to see what video games Hell has." She said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Hell has just about everything. Though I will warn you, the Damned that aren't on roasting on sticks can be rather...obnoxious." He told her.

"I live with Dib and I'm stuck dealing with Zim. How bad could it be?" She said.

"Well, just in case..." He started to say, as he let go of her hand, and removed his lock necklace. "I want you to wear this." He told her, holding his necklace up in front of her.

"Why?" She inquired.

"Because...I want them to know that you're with me." He firmly told her, placing the long cord over her head.

Gaz's hand touched the necklace, and then looked back up at Pepito. More importantly, the panda shirt that he was still wearing. "Are you seriously going to wear that? You look ridiculous."

He laughed. At least she was honest. And he liked that. "No." He told her, taking off the shirt, and throwing it into the fiery inferno below...which kind of surprised the moody girl, seeing that he no longer had any shirt on. "I'll just buy another black shirt in Hell." He said to her, now shrugging his shoulders.

She looked into the inferno, seeing the light purple shirt become engulfed in one of the flame pits below. She then looked back at him.

"So, uh...are you ready?" He asked.

"For?" She said, raising an eyebrow.

"You must hold onto me so I can levitate you there safely." He responded.

"Oh...Okay." She softly said, trying not to stare at his chest.

He carefully wrapped his arms around her nice and tight. "Don't let go." He quietly whispered in her ear.

She wrapped her arms around him, now even tighter as she made sure her two hands were connected, and her fingers were interlocked, as not to fall. Her chin was over his bare shoulder, causing her to blush. Though she was thankful he couldn't see her face at the moment.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yeah. Let's just go already." She told him.

He chuckled once more, as he started to carefully levitate into the mysterious unknown, with the purple haired girl in his arms, to a dark place everybody referred to as Hell...


I remember in Squee! comic about Satan threatening to break out the holy water at some point, so I figured it shouldn't hurt Pepito. So I just made him have an itchy reaction to it instead.

Dib can't say anything much about Pepito exploding Iggin's head, after all, he did help Zim to explode Keef's in Return of Keef.

Pepito was never going to hurt Dib. He actually doesn't mind him. Plus, he is Gaz's brother and all.

Dib's ship might be semi destroyed, but now he does have evidence of Pepito using his powers on video.

The PAGR is slowly growing. I'm trying to find more ways for them to bond, even though Gaz is stilled pissed at him XD

Gaz is now literally going to Hell XD