A/N: I won't ask you to f- *Reviewers throw stones - literally.* OW! Like I said, I won't ask you to forgive my long absence; I know its unforgivable. What I do ask you to forgive is this short chapter after so long a wait. You know what they say - good things take time. Heehee. *Crickets chirp.* *Cough.* Well, then. On to other comments. It's been awhile now since I've seen Invader Zim, so describing Zim's house was a bit of a problem...Until I found a description on a wonderful site called wikipedia. Yippie! Figuring out what to make Gir say is frustrating sometimes, because I don't want to make him too smart, but I don't want to make him a total moron either. And YES I know I could have watched an episode or two to see what Zim's house looked like...but then, I wouldn't have been able to stop watching and this fic would have taken even LONGER to write. Umm...anyway, wiki gives a pretty detailed description. Okay, enough of that good stuff, let's get to the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: With how long I take to update, my fans would kill me if I owned Invader Zim. Uh oh - lame joke alert.

Put mildly, Adria was apprehensive. Understandable, as she was standing before the house/base of none other than the alien Zim.

"What am I thinking? This is never going to work. I knew I should have had a plan B."

She had thought the plan through carefully, and it seemed like a good idea in her head; but now, when she was actually going to act on it, it didn't seem so great.

"Dammit. Now what?"

Without warning, the door to Zim's house flew open, and a robotic metal claw reached out, grabbed Adria around the middle, and retracted into the house, the door locking with a 'click' upon closing.

Zim had been tending to his injuries when he heard Gir yelling - nothing new there - however, it was what he was yelling that got his attention.

"Intruder alert! Intruder alert! Oooh a guest. I never get company. Bring out the snacks! Whooeeooooee!"

Zim had immediately found a camera and spied the girl right away. He was instantly filled with anger. How dare she trespass on the glorious Zim's property?

Not wasting a moment, Zim used a robotic claw to drag the female human inside.

Now, they were in the living room. As usual, Gir was being a pain, running in a circle and screaming, "Oh happy dayz! A visitor, a guest, company! I finally have someone to watch Lord of the Rings with! Squee!"

Zim finally snapped.

"Gir, cease your yelling at once."

Gir stood up and saluted.

"Yes, sir. Right away, surrr!"

The robot plopped down on the couch and turned the tv on, ignoring everything but what was on the screen.

Zim fixed an intense stare on Adria, causing her to flinch. Normally she would be braver, or indifferent, but she was in the alien's house, and without a weapon at that. These factors contributed to her fear, making her suddenly much less courageous.

Zim walked forward, and without a word, pressed a button on the claw, causing it to release Adria, and retract to...somewhere in the house.

Though now free, Adria felt frozen in place. Her initial plan was to visit Zim at his house, somehow convince him she was on his side - which she thought would be made easier, seeing as she did save him before, - and then turn on him and attack when his guard was down. Now, however, she felt uncertain of the future success of this plan. He was suspicious of her, and trust was what she needed for the plan to work.

'This-this is bad. Really bad. Now what do I do?'

Zim finally spoke.

"Accomplice of Dib-stink, helper of my nemesis, and the pain in my posterior, why have you come to the glorious Zim's house?"

I don't suppose saying I was bored will get me out of this tight spot. Maybe I should just act natural. If I pretend I want to be his friend, his ally, he might believe me. Then I can carry out my plan.'

Adria gave him what she hoped was a devious look.

"I've decided to join your side. Dib is an idiot. Dealing with him is troublesome and annoying; I would rather work with you. It would be an honor to be around someone so awesome. Plus, Earth is boring. There's nothing for me to do here; I want to explore the galaxy and visit alien planets. Please - let me join you."

The words made her want to vomit. Every one was a lie; still, it was neccessary to say whatever she thought would convince him. She only hoped it would work.

Zim was quick to be distrusting.

"Why should I believe you? You could be saying exactly what Dib-stink wants you to. Do not take the glorious Zim for an idiot!"

Adria started to get nervous. He didn't believe her! She had to convince him no matter what! And then, she realized she had a decisive arguement.

"I saved you from becoming a flame-roasted, crispy snack! And you still don't believe I'm on your side?"

Zim looked uncertain for a brief second, and then his features hardened. He pointed a finger at her while loudly saying his piece.

"You only did it because you didn't like me being hurt. But if there was another way to defeat me, you'd do it. Admit it! Admit it!

Adria rolled her eyes, crossing her arms and leaning to the side.

"I don't care about defeating you anymore. If I really wanted to stop you, I would use any method possible. Sure, I don't like seeing you get hurt - but if I really cared about you destroying earth, or humans, I would kill you with my own hands. The very fact that I rescued you shows that I really do want to be your ally. Stop being so stubborn and let me help you."

Again, Zim faltered. Gripping his chin thoughtfully, he studied Adria carefully. After a long pause, in which Adria stood nervously under the extraterrestrial's gaze, Zim broke the silence.

"Alright, you can join."

"Oh, come on, I-whaaa?"

She ended the sentence in a surprised and very comical fashion.

"I said you can join, human scum. But your on trial, because I still don't completely trust you. I, like, trust you maybe...60 percent. No, 58 percent. ...Maybe. And I will be watching you veeery closely. If the glorious Zim thinks even for a minute, or half a minute, that you are untrustworthy, he will send your traitorous behind to the afterlife! Wahahahahahaha!"

While Adria was still trying to recover from the shock of Zim's abrupt change of heart, Gir was walking into the room from the kitchen with - yum! - a plate of glazed donuts. (A/N: I'm hungry, alright?) As soon as he saw Adria, he skipped over and offered her the plate.

"I demand that you eat these delicious donuts right now!"

Adria shook her head.

"I'm not hungry."

Actually, her stomach was tied in knots from nervousness. This plan was looking good so far, but would it really work? And if it did, would she really have the heart to kill Zim? Also, Dib didn't know about this plan. What would he say when he saw her with the enemy?

Gir was obviously not pressing any further. He turned to Zim and showed him the plate.

"Why thank you, Gir. Don't mind if I do."

While the two of them were eating the sugary treats, Adria was worrying more and more.

In the end, how would this all turn out?

A/N: Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun! Suspenseful, ain't it?

Zim: That was a horrible ending! I demand that you continue this story!

Adria: I hate to agree with Zim, but, what's the deal? You leave your reviewers hanging like, forever, and then you give them this crap?

Goldenstar: *Gasp!* C-crap?

Adria: Yes, crap. It's short as hell, and the cliffhanger was just wrong. You HAVE to keep writing.

Goldenstar: B-but suspense makes a story good.

Adria: Bullcrap.

Goldenstar: *Eye twitches.* Don't make me sic Gir on you.

Gir: My bite is worse than my bark! Woof!

Goldenstar: That's all - for now. Till next time.