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( Annora's P.O.V )

It was morning when I opened my eyes sleepily. After my sight cleared, I groaned softly as I remembered the horrible flash-back that I had had. I scrunched up my face as I thought the explosion, of my scream, of waking up in a place that I didn't remember going to, and seeing Zim in sort of a foggy haze. Confusing...

Oh well.

With a yawn, I attempted to sit up. Something stopped me and pushed me back. With a frown, I looked down. My heart nearly stopped.

" Zim?" I whispered. " What are you-?"

Zim, as a matter of fact, could not hear me. He was asleep, slumped over the couch. This would have been fine, (A little creepy perhaps) if his head had not put resting on my stomach. I sighed.

Great Heaven...

" Zim, wake up." I said.

" Mmmmm…" he mumbled softly, shifting his antenna in his sleep. Antenna.

I still haven't gotten over the fact that he allowed me to see him out of costume. And that Gir had a soprano scream.

Jeez, he even had vibrato!

" Zim, please get off-" I said, shifting uncomfortably.

For a few moments, I did absolutely nothing but stare at the ceiling. Finally, boredom and the need to get up and stretch my legs won out.

" Zim." I pleaded softly. " Please wake up. And get off my stomach."

I stopped when I realized being sweet was not going to work. I frowned and switched to demanding.

" Hey you." I said, slightly annoyed. " Move."

Zim shifted in his sleep.

" Mmmmm, my Tallest." he mumbled. " I would like a parade in my honor. That'll be great…"

I rolled my eyes and tried again.

" Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Zim, Zim, Zim, Zim, Zim, Zim, Zi- OH, FUR CRYING OUT LOUD-!"

I reached over and yanked his antenna.

It was almost ironic how fast he woke up.

" Da heck!?" he exclaimed as he opened his eyes with surprise. I stared at him.

" Get off of me."

" Who's tha- WHAT ON IRK?"

With a small yelp, Zim recoiled from me at lightning speed. I narrowed my eyes, offended.

" That was nice."

" Sorry."

Zim yawned. With a loud sigh, he leaned his back against the couch.

" How do you feel?" he asked. I heard the concern in his voice and my anger evaporated.

" Better." I replied. " In fact, I think I can stand up now."

Zim yawned.

" That's nice."

" ...No Zim. I said I think I can stand up now."

" I heard you, human. I said that was nice."

" Zim, I don't think you understand. I want to stand up."

" Oh."

" Now."

" Ah."

" ...That means you should move."

" Really? I mean- of course I knew that!"

I rolled my eyes as Zim backed away from the couch.

" About time..."

" Hey! Your human language means nothing to me!"

" I was probably the most obvious thing I have ever said."

Swinging my legs over the side of the couch, I gently placed my feet on the cold tile floor. I smiled as I applied more pressure, and no pain came. Zim watched with careful eyes.

" What are you doing huma- eh, Annora?"

" Standing up."

" Ah. Well, if you fall, then you will be rescued by the almighty ZIM!"

" In your dreams." I said, feeling triumphant at his slightly down-cast expression mixed with amusement. Zim motion to the floor with his hand.

" Be my guest."

I used my arms to push off the couch, and took a few steps. Grinning at Zim, I proceded to prance around the room.

" ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!" Zim cried, frowning as I danced twirls over the couch. " I GET THE MESSAGE!"

I skidded to a halt and crossed my arms.

" My, my... Temper..." I sighed.

" What?"

" Nothing."

Zim sighed and leaned back against the couch again.

" I'm so tired..." he moaned. " Do me a favor, will you?"

" Sure, why not?"

" Wake me up before Skool starts..." he said, climbing on the couch and closing his eyes. I poked his head.

" Question?" I asked as he opened one eye. " How long since your last nap?"

" Nine days..." he mumbled as he closed his eye again.

" I see...and what do I do while you're in la-la land?"

" I don't know...eat? Isn't that what humans do in times of crisis?"

I narrowed my eyes, but a smirk forced it's way onto my face.

" Thanks, very helpful."

" Mmmmmmm..."

" You're not going to get much out of him now." a new voice said. " He's unconscious..."

" Who's that?" I asked.

" Zim's house computer, who he has dubbed as H.C."

Fascinated, I watched as a screen popped from out of the ceiling, with a ('-') face on it. It looked remarkably bored.

" Do you like the name?" I asked politely. The computer snorted.

" No..." it said. " But there's not much I can do 'bout it, now can I?"

" I guess not..." I replied.

" Here," H.C said as the fridge opened in the kitchen. " Take the green idiot's advice and eat something."

" Hey, H.C, can I ask you something?" I asked as I rummaged through the food items.

" Sure, why not?"

" Why did Zim help me?"

H.C was silent for a moment.

" I'm not so sure..." he said finally. " But I'm sure there's a logical explination."

" Okay..."

As I looked through the unfamiliar foods, I saw an empty pitcher nestled in the back of the fridge.

" Hey, H.C?" I asked. " Why does Zim have an empty pitcher in his cold-foods cabinet?"

" It's not empty." H.C said. " The liquid is very clear."

" I see..." I said as I tapped the pitcher. The inside became fuzzy, the way water does when an object is dropped into it. I was fascinated. The liquid was completely invisible unless moved.

" What is it?" I asked. H.C laughed.

" Water."

" What? But I though Zim didn't like wate-"

" Zim is allergic to the toxins in the earth's water supply, not the water itself." H.C explained. " Over the years, humans have consumed so much of the polluted liquid, that they have developed an immunity to it's poisons. It's an immunity that Zim does not have. Instead, he processes the water until all the toxins have been taken out."

" Cool..." I said as I dipped a finger into the water and tasted it. It was very cold, and slightly sweet. I licked my lips.

" Tasty."

" It's almost time for Skool." H.C said. " Wake Zim up."

I walked over to the couch and shook Zim's shoulders.

" Wake up." I said.

Zim didn't move.

" Oh, you wanna play that way again, huh?" I huffed. I squeezed the tip of his antenna. He still didn't move.

For the next minute, I tried many different ways to wake Zim up, including turning the T.V on the highest volume, and pushing him onto the floor.

" H.C!" I asked finally. " Why the heck won't he wake up?"

" You first arrived here nine days ago." H.C said. " Since the moment he dragged your bloody, unconscious body through the door, he has not slept one second of sleep. I think his body has finally had enough."

" Poor Zim..." I sighed as I gazed at the Irken. " But he really needs to get up now."

" I don't know how you're going to do that." H.C said. " Just forget him and go yoursel- What are you doing?"

I walked over to the fridge and took out the pitcher of water. Returning to Zim, I smiled.

Then I dumped the water right onto his face.

" AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Zim screamed, snapping his eyes open. I could hear H.C roaring with laughter.

" WHAT IN THE NAME OF IRK DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" Zim cried, rubbing his eyes. I shrugged.

" Time for Skool."

" Why didn't you just-"

" Believe me, I tried."

" But why the wate-"

" Hey, you're up now. Can we go? Or do you need another does?"

I held up the pitcher. It still had a few inches of water in it. Zim whimpered and shook his head.

" I'm sorry." I said, feeling guilty. " You weren't moving no matter what I tried."

" Hey...Why am I on the floor?" Zim said suddenly, looking around.

I blushed.

" Uh, sorry."

" S'okay." Zim shrugged. " Let me put on my disguise."

" I'm sort of scared." I said as Zim slipped on his contacts and wig. " I'm going to see Dib today."

" And your sisters." Zim added as he pushed open the door. I groaned.

" Thank you for reminding me."

" You're welcome."

" I was being sarcasti- Never mind..."

" Are you ready for this?" Zim asked as we walk down the street. I shrugged.

" Better now then later." I said as I looked away.

In truth, my insides were constricting on themselves. Nine days gone by since the accident. Would Dib hold a grudge? What about my sisters? Something about my dream told me that I needed to be really careful. Glancing at Zim, who looked like he was about to pass-out, I had to smile.

I feel so sorry for him...

I imagine that the next chapter will be exciting. Annora IS GOING BACK TO SKOOL! YAY! And what about Dib? What the heck happened to him? What will happen them both? And what about Gir? Will he aim for a career in singing? Now that, I can give a sure " No."