Here's the last chapter of the day. Maybe...

Tell you what. If someone posts a review sometime today, I'll type the next 3 chapters tonight. xD

Alright

"Your head is BIG!"

"Yes, GIR, now could you open the damn door!? I'm soaked!"

"You wouldn't be soaked if you hadn't given him your coat."

"He's allergic to water, Gaz."

"Ch, whatever."

"WHY is your head so BIG!?"

"GIR…" I moaned, wincing. "PLEASE shut up…"

"WHY!?"

"I'll… get you tacos when I feel better…"

"I-" Sniff. "I love you…"

"Me too, GIR, now… go watch Scary Monkey… or something…"

"YAYZ!" GIR cried, running off. Flinching, I buried my face in Dib's soaked t-shirt, thanking whoever invented the ingenious idea of paint.

Dib walked to the couch and sat down, still holding me close. "Zim, you're a mess."

I still couldn't think clearly and Dib's scent wasn't helping. He smelt good…

"Zim?"

"Hm?"

"… Nothing…"

I stared blankly at the emotionless face on Dib's t-shirt. I was cold and hot at the same time, my 'stomach' was begging for food it couldn't hold, and I was exhausted and couldn't sleep.

"I miss Irk," I whimpered, fresh tears filling my eyes. I'd never felt homesick before. Now that I couldn't return, I wanted nothing more than to do so.

I felt Dib hug me. It felt… nice. And it was then I knew everything would be alright.

"I'M RUNNING!"

"GET BACK HERE WITH MY GAME SLAVE!"

Eventually.