(A/N: Fun fact! These chapters don't have finalized names until AFTER they're finished. And in the documents, they are all referred to by the title "Aliens in love", followed by the chapter number. The only reason I do this is so they are listed first, and I don't forget to work on them, heh-heh

Lemme get on with the dang story already!)

Ch. 10: Intuition

Summary: Watching the two at lunch, Dib asks Gaz how she's so sure Zim and Tak are an item.

"Mothman's log, day...36? Maybe? I've been watching the aliens every day for WEEKS now. That's right. Two dangerous, extraterrestrial beings have set their sights on our planet. And worse yet, I'm 99.99999- -NO, 100% sure they're working together! Who knows what- -HEY!"

Dib stared aghast as his tape recorder sank into a puddle of toxic chocolate milk. Then he shifted his gaze to the girl who'd knocked it out of his hand.

"Gaz! What'd you do that for? That was my only tape recorder, and I was about to go out on a theory tangent!"

Beside him, Gaz shrugged. "I saw the opportunity and I went for it."

Dib groaned and slumped in his seat. "Sometimes I wish you took what I do more seriously. When it comes to aliens, you never know what's going on in their gross heads!" He was glaring at Zim and Tak, who were sitting together several tables away, as he said this. "They don't think the way we do. That's why we've gotta be prepared! And when you wake up set solid with a probe in your brain, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to big brother!"

"I think I'll be more sorry if I DO listen..." mumbled Gaz.

"Allow me to enlighten you. Just look at those two!" Dib pointed at Zim and Tak, chatting away. "They must be plotting against us right now! But WHAT?"

Gaz took a quick look at the aliens. "...you're wrong."

"What?"

"I said you're wrong. As usual. Look again," Gaz pointed this time. "They're not plotting anything, they're flirting."

"Flirting?" Dib pronounced the word like it hurt his throat to do so.

He looked again. Zim was smirking and saying something to Tak that the Membrane siblings were too far away to hear. Tak was rolling her eyes in annoyance, but she was sort of smiling too.

"Th-That's ridiculous!" Dib argued, though he was happy Gaz seemed to be getting invested in discussing aliens with him. (even if it was only to prove him wrong) "Why on Earth would those two be flirting?"

"Because they must be in love, genius," Gaz deadpanned.

"...A-HA-HA. HA HA HA," Dib forced out. "N-Now I see why Dad calls you his funny child!"

"Fake laugh all you want. Do you have any idea how many dumb teenybopper movies I've sat through to see ONE Vampire Piggy Hunter commercial? How many stupid lovey-dovey learning videos I've had to watch in Mr. Elliot's class? I know how people like...THAT act."

Dib was shocked by his sister's words. He'd been certain Zim and Tak had teamed up for a while now, but he'd thought of either of them to be capable of romance. Especially not with each other!

"S-So, what ELSE have you noticed, Gaz? If you're so perceptive when it comes to this stuff!"

"I've noticed that you're still crushing on Tak pretty hard."

"Listen, there's a time and a place for jokes- -"

"Remember what I said? I KNOW. Plus, I saw all those photos of her in your room."

"You WHAT?!"

"'You whaaat?! Oh noooo!'" Gaz mocked Dib in a nasally voice.

Dib huffed and tried to get back on topic. "Oh, yeah? Let's see if you're as good at this as you claim to be!"

Gaz sighed. "Lay it on me."

"What can you tell from what those aliens are doing right now? What are they thinking?"

Gaz looked at the pair again. Zim had just said something and was starting to laugh maniacally. When he got a bit too loud, Tak hastily shushed him by putting a hand over his mouth. Zim sat back down, but he still seemed quite giddy.

"Wow."

"Wow what?"

"It's even more serious than I thought. Those looks in their eyes? That's some real love right there. Gross."

"...quit messing around, Gaz. You don't know what you're talking about."

"If you don't believe me, go over there and ASK them if they're sucking face."

"N...No! They wouldn't tell me, anyway! Even Zim's not THAT loquacious, at least not when it comes to his personal affairs."

"'Loquacious'?"

"...it means he's a blabbermouth. It was on my word-a-day calendar!"

"You'd be surprised. Anyway, if you won't ask, I will." Gaz stood up.

"Wait! Gaz...!" But Dib was too late.

As soon as Gaz got to Zim and Tak's table, she started talking and the two aliens glanced back at Dib. The boy reddened and looked away from them.

A few seconds later, Gaz returned. Wordlessly, she sat down and started drinking from a juice box.

"...WELL?" Dib asked impatiently.

"Well what?"

"Are they together or not?!"

"Oh, that. Hmm. I don't think I wanna tell you. I'm just gonna sit back and let the uncertainty drive you more crazy."

"But! You can't just...!" Dib paused, and began to smirk. "Ohhhh, wait. I get it. You were WRONG!"

Gaz raised an eyebrow.

"You were WRONG about them, and now you don't want to admit it!" he declared smugly. "Never make claims you can't back up, Gaz! That's a lesson people fail to learn all too often!"

"And that's denial if I've ever heard it," muttered Gaz.

Dib let out a sigh. "You just can't let me have anything, can you?"

"Nope."

Across the cafeteria, Zim and Tak were a bit perplexed.

"Why do you think Dib's little sister asked us that?" Tak wondered.

"I just KNOW that Dib put her up to it! You saw the guilt in his face! That splotchy, red guilt!" accused Zim. "He's really stooped low, using his creepy sister to gather information about us!"

"Yet you seemed so proud while you answered her? 'Of course! Who else on this dirt ball would be fit for the amazing ZIM?' That was a bit much in my opinion."

"I was just being honest," shrugged Zim, grinning.

Tak rolled her eyes, but she was sort of smiling too.

(A/N: Too mush, or not too mush? That is the question

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