Somewhere deep in space...

"When was the last contact made?" a tall slender figure asked the irken soldier infront of her.

"Two weeks ago, near an uncharted planet. We have no idea of the conditions they are enduring, but one thing is sure."

"Zim is with them..." the female hissed.

"Correct. You are the only one who has came back from this planet functioning... hardly. Do you accept the mission?"

"With great pleasure..." Tak's eye's gleamed.

Dib sat at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee, watching Gir and Spike wearing frilly dresses pouring eachother tea, milk, windex, toilet water and all kinds of fluids in echother's cups. He just watched, for it's hard to stop a crashing train. He didn't even want to know why Gir was here anyways.

"Hey, Dib..." Gaz greeted in a light mood as she entered. "So you signed the papers I see."

"Yeah... But from now on things are going to be different. You call me before going to bloaty's or the arcade first and you come home at dark. And you better do your homework or else..." He started.

"Or else what?" She glared her eyes.

"I have no clue, parents say that all the time and nothing happens."Dib shrugged.

"Let's get one thing straight. You take pretty good care of me, I have to admit, but you are not my parent. You are my brother. Having you as both would be too annoying." she said as Dib sighed. "Get dressed we're going out."

"Where, it's thanksgiving?"

"You'll see..." Gaz smirked.

"I can't believe you did this!" Zim shouted at his ruler who was stuffing food up a turkey's butt.

"Shut up, Zim. The way you were going about it, it'd be years before you'd even get to second base with her." Red reprimanded.

"But this?" Zim questioned.

"I know it's great," Purple interjected "Earth has a holiday where you stuff food into food! It's fascinating..."

"Yeah, but it seems to be a gathering between tribes. A perfect chance Zim."

"Why are you helping me?" Zim asked suspiciously.

"The sooner you get your own planet, the sooner you leave us alone." Red lied. Red has been harboring emotions that he hasn't even told Purple of. A feeling of fondness. Almost as if he, Purple, and Zim were a DNA tribe in reality instead of just pretending to be one for the mission.

"MASTA MASTA, THEY'RE HERE! AND THEY BROUGHT ME BESTEST FRIEND!" Gir ran around.

"Uh, not that monster,last time it was here it ate my recliner!" Purple huffed.

Zim went to greet their guests, and was pleasantly surprise to see Dib strapped to a girney.

"Gaz, what the hell is wrong with you? Why in the flying chipmunks are we having thanksgving with THEM? FOR ALL WE KNOW, WE'RE ON THE MENU.." Dib ranted and ranted.

"Nice to see you too, Dib." Zim chuckled.

"Zim helped me out... that's all I'm saying." Gaz said sharply.

"So that's how you got Spike free... He has something planned, he's using you..." Dib was interupted by Red.

"Food's ready!"

What an interesting scene we have here, ladies and gentlemen. The people who hate eachother the most sitting down to a nice thanksgiving dinner. Music is playing, as the tallests insinst you can't have dinner without entertainment. Glen Miller filled the house giving it an eerie feeling.

"Who wants to say 'Grace'? Who'se she?" Purple asked as Gir raised his hand from the kiddie's table that only he, Spike, and Minimoose occupied.

"I DO I DO I DO I DO!" Gir started, " Dear God-person, thank you for inventing tacos and clowns, I want a pony... coocoocachoo, amen!" Gir prayed as everyone repeated the amen. (No offense to other religions, it's the only one I know and can make fun of.)

"Well, time for Zim's cake..." Red went to the kitchen retrieving the dessert. "Happy whatever how old you are day, Zim"

"Blow out the candles Zim, your wish will com true." Gaz said biting into a roll.

Zim's eyes glistened gleefullly knowing what he wanted and took a deep breath in. Dib's hear also yeared for something as he saw the way Gaz looked at Zim. As Zim blew out the candles a loud crash erupted from the ceiling and broke through, granting a wish.

"Kidnapping the Tallests Zim? You have gone too far, and this time I will not fail in destroying you..." Tak spat.

"Huh? Zim did not wish for this..." Zim looked confused as Dib smiled, his was granted.