The sun was beginning to dip from its height in the sky and a slight breeze had come up; it was probably the last one they would feel until summer would end several months from now. Zim was following Dib around, formulating plans to destroy his too-large head while they chatted. Dib was sweaty and gross looking but the diploma safely stored in his backpack meant he'd never have to go through that again.

"Why are you following me?" Dib squinted one eye at Zim suspiciously. The alien merely shrugged offering an 'eh' and an obscure hand twirl.

"Zim cannot plot to destroy until you end this agreement. So Zim has..." Another hand flick as if Zim was lazily reaching for the word he was searching for. "Decided to bother you until the Dib changes his huge mind."

Shrugging back Dib grinned, "Hah another dumb plan. You'll never win Zim, and my head is not big.." They had since reached Dibs house and the human paused at his door eying Zim. "You're gonna stay out here right?"

Zim glared at the house, the door, the Dib. Going into the enemy's territory without a plan? NO! He had said that he would annoy the human until he dismissed their truce and that's exactly what he would do. That was the plan.

Zim shrugged and huffed indignantly as a response but the moment the door opened he was following Dib inside. The human groaned in discomfort, sort of wishing he had been able to leave the alien outside and just barricade himself in his room. However no such luck as Zim strode in, head high and marching himself into the human living room. Zim immediately made himself at home by flopping onto the couch and staring at the TV.

Dib blinked watching the alien stare at the blank screen. "Computer! Turn on the telly-watchy!" Zim suddenly barked commands at the TV an arm flailing in the TVs direction making Dib chuckle.

"Its a regular TV you dolt." Dib picked up the remote from the coffee table and pushed the button to turn the screen on. Then he fiddled with the cable box and the news came to life on the screen. Zim blinked, observing the whole procedure. A condescending click uttered from the back of his throat. "Useless technology. Why is not everything command operated? You humans are far behind the advances of my base."

Dib rolled his eyes, "Whatever I'll be right back, don't touch anything." He set the remote on the arm of the couch and hurried upstairs, grabbing a change of clothes and then darting into the bathroom to shower away all the horrors of school.

'And recent developments have put Squiggles at the top of the cutest squirrel competition!'

Zim stared in mild horror as images of squirrels nibbling at acorns and jumping about flashed by on the screen. Grabbing the remote he frantically mashed buttons until he managed to get it stuck on some obscure commercial show in Spanish. Zims translator already contained the information for the language and it's speech pattern was less grating on his antennae than the stupid show about squirrels.

Zim glanced around suspiciously and then pulled a small panel of technology out of his PAK. the screen lit up with life and symbols darted about its surface. He tapped at a few things and received a few visuals of his base, Gir was in the living room, glued to the couch by a mass of chocolate smoothie and cotton candy, all while watching the TV. Zim grumbled to himself about how he'd need to get that sanitized before he would ever touch it again.

Tapping at a few more buttons he got a view of Dibs room, though slightly messy was void of the Dib. Flipping through the cameras he stopped when he found the bathroom camera lens had fogged up. Zim glared at the screen but put the technology away and crossed his boots on the coffee table, getting comfortable as the TV spoke of some human named Julio and how he had stole away a female unit. An older lady was crying on screen in a dramatic way and then another man in pristine clothes claimed he would save her. Zim blinked not realizing he was watching a Spanish soap opera, however it was semi-interesting for the time being.

Dib hurriedly showered dried and dressed himself toweling his hair thoroughly before stepping out and heading back down stairs. Boots in hand he walked past Zim and set them by the door where two other pairs of shoes would be sitting if anyone else had bothered to come home. Dib blinked realizing that the TV was now somehow in Spanish and Zim was watching with mild interest.

The human walked over to stand behind the couch, leaning over he grinned, "So what're you watching?" Said loud enough to startle the average un-observant person. However Zim was Zim, and Zim merely clamped his hands over his wig, Dib figured to cover his antennae.

"Gah! Infuriating dirt-beast! Screaming into an invaders lekku will get you killed!" Zim rubbed his lekku through the wig, extra gentle on his left side as it was still damaged.

Dib merely laughed and jumped over the back of the couch, joining Zim in his weird taste of TV. "Why are you watching? shows in Spanish?"

"Zim can understand all of your pitiful Earth-ian languages. Spah-guish is no different to Zim than your eeenGlash."

Dib took the remote from the couch cushions and changed the channel anyways, flipping through to MTV where some random band was playing their hit song and the video looked ridiculous. He turned down the volume a little and sank into the couch, letting his mind try to interpret the reasoning as to why such a song had to be made.

A discontent grumble came from the invader and he snatched the remote back. "Filthy human, Zim was watching the Spah-guish. Arron needs to save the human female Esperanza from the Evil Julio." Dib blinked and laughed at the alien.

"You were actually into that? Thats a soap opera Zim." Dib couldn't stop the laughter that left his throat in sporadic little chuckles. He could almost see the antenna -lekku?- twitch under the wig as the characters on screen overreacted one way or another. The aliens eyes bugging wide and round on occasion.

Eyes that narrowed to a glare as Dib laughed at him. How dare he! Laugh at his future over lord?! Zim turned his glare to the human and hissed. "These shows have nothing to do with cleaning you filthy Earthanoid. Zim finds them almost as entertaining as planning for your ginormous head to explode."

Dib rolled his eyes at that. "My head is not big, I'm gonna grow into it before next skool year you know."

Zim raised a brow and laughed mockingly. "We'll see Dib-thing."

Keys jingled from the outside and made a distinct metallic noise as the correct one was found and shoved without care into its slot. Knob turning and door opening Dib looked over to welcome the person inside. Lensed eyes looked back with disinterest to the TV screen as he saw who it was. "Hey dad! I brought Zim over. Yanno, the alien?"

The Professor hurried his way in, shutting the door behind him. "Ah Tim was it? So good to see Dib playing with a friend. Well I'm off to the labs. Don't come down there, I need utmost concentration and care for my next super experiment. Super Cereal requires super care!" The Professor paused for a moment, as if thinking of making some product called 'super care' before he hurried down the hall into the bowels of the house.

Zim glanced at where the professor went, staring after him for a moment. "Did he not notice the computers I blew up? Heh. You humans are so unobservant its a wonder you've survived this long." The smugness of his voice intent on egging on the human for a little fight but it went ignored.

The human shrugged and then stretched his limbs, lengthening legs rising to place his socked feet on the coffee table. For the first time he noticed that Zims booted feet were on his coffee table. "Hey, get your boots off my table. Feet are fine but no shoes inside."

The Irken grumbled quietly in protest but removed his boots. Three toed feet returned to their position atop the coffee table and he wiggled his toes slightly, briefly exercising their freedom from the confines of his boots. However the peace only lasted for a moment before Gaz came thundering downstairs.

"Dib! Its MY turn to use the TV!" The purple haired monster child snatched the remote from the empty space between Dib and Zims seats and switched it to The Vampire Piggy Chronicles. The introductory music suddenly blaring guitar riffs. Zims lekku nearly flung his hair piece as they tried to stand up in a display of surprise. Dib groaned his misery but stood for such defeats. Zim stared for a moment before making a particularly disgusted face, the characters on screen were vastly different to the soap he had been forcing the Dib to watch with him.

"What is the meaning of this human?!"

Dib merely walked away, ignoring Zims outbursts. "Its whatever Zim, c'mon lets go look at stars or something. Or you could just go home and leave me alone?" He almost sounded hopeful at the last suggestion.

The Irken picked up on the tone and implications for Zim to leave the human alone. "Of course Dib-thing. Let us watch stars. Or we could discuss ending our terms of peace." Zim put his own little lilt of hope at the end, though it was much eviller sounding. Dib chuckled at that and grabbed his boots before heading up the stairs. Zim grabbing his own followed the human up through the window and onto the roof. Dib had the expertise of having done it a thousand times or more, and Zim had his PAK to carry him easily through the small space and to sit on the roofing beside the human.

It was well dark enough to see most of the stars and the sky had remained clear all through the day into the night. Dib stared at the sky, the sun having set a while ago there was only the faintest of glows against the horizions edge. Zim looked up once then at Dib.

"you find these explosions interesting human?"

"Yeah, I've always wanted to go to space yanno? Just explore." Dibs eyes gained depth to them, the intense golden amber coming to life as a dream of flying through the stars passed his minds eye. Dib chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, the largest of cowlicks returning to its scythe position atop his head. "But humans haven't advanced enough for that yet. We barely made it to the moon and back."

Zim eyed the stars again, "Gah, its nothing special." He scratched his left lekku through the wig, the itchy item catching on his still healing appendage. "There are many planets and to compare to this one, flying through it all is similar to your... ehh. Traffik?" Zims hand was waving a bit. "Its busy and no one knows how to direct their ships properly."

Dib blinked, having not at all expected the alien to offer such information.

"There's this one planet that if you fly too close, the disgusting glooshites will fly out and try to wash your dustshields." Zim shuddered, "Such germs they carry, and they smudged up the sight glass terribly. Scratches and slime crusting all over."

Dib grinned, so space was pretty normal in comparison to Earth. "So when that alien took you from class that one time they took you to some other planet huh?"

Zim stiffened, "Yes. Zim had to endure some... loyalty testing." Images of deep fryers and having to be swallowed whole by a disgustingly huge civilian in order to escape coming to mind. Banished to Foodcourtia.. Zim stopped the train of thought before it could continue. "But even greater were my trials of Devastis!"

Amber eyes glinted suspiciously as Zim immediately jumped topics but was intrigued by the planets the Irken continued to mention. "So there's a ton of planets with life on them then?"

Zim nodded. "Yes yes yes. Your pitiful planet is too far away to even squint at them properly. it takes... errr six months to travel to your nearest life planet neighbor." Zim again nodded to himself, "And that is by route of my cruiser, faster than most other ships in the universe."

Sighing Dib looked back up to the stars. "Hah humans are so far behind then." A pause came between them as a car alarm sounded a few blocks away. "So what is your home planet like?"

Zim, who had been enjoying the brief quiet stared up into the sky, eyes having drifted to the speck that was his home. He laid down on the slanted roof and pointed. "Irk is huge and amazing. It is the greatest planet." By Zims line of sight the tip of his glove rested just below the faint pink glimmer. However his longing turned to burning shame as he recalled his last visit to his home planet. He had destroyed a decent amount of the militia city, the fires and screams filed through his head before he stored them away.

Dib laid down as well and tried to follow Zims pointing, but the aliens eye sight was far superior and he was unable to pinpoint the precise spot. "Do you have plants or animals?"

Zim sighed, "No. That was all erased from my planet long ago. I hear rumors though that some of the higher-ups have what you would call 'pets' that were once native and cloned back into existence however Zim has seen none."

"Oh." Dib quieted again and stared at the sky, an asteroid fell along the horizon, burning up in the atmosphere till it was nothing but ashes raining down on the planet.

A gloved hand pointed to another bright speck in the sky. "That solar system is your closest shot for life forms."

Dib blinked and more eagerly sought out the star. Dib could see it was there, just next to a lesser known constellation. He had to squint but made a mental note to pull out his telescope for next time he had a night to himself. "What lives on it?"

"Eh, pointless creatures. They'll sell you trinkets you do not need, but if you made it there you could scavenge enough to build yourself a more efficient ship. Your kind would call it a 'yard of junkiness' planet."

"Junk yard?"

"Do not correct Zim." The pointing hand fisted and shook with Irken rage, but it didn't escalate to anything. Zim blinked, having suddenly realized that he and his nemesis were quite peacefully hanging out and chatting. He had completely forgotten about trying to void their truce.

"So Dib-monkey. You will be leaving to this 'camp for summer' yes?" The fist calmed and zim laced his fingers together across his belly, pulling at the just too small fabric down as it was exposing his skin slightly.

The human nodded brushing off the ever creative names the alien called him. "Yeah, and next summer they will pay me for going out there. I'll be a full-fledged counselor then, for now I'll be in training all summer."

An Irken curse was muttered and Zim turned his head to face Dib, a nasty glare coming with it. "Rotten human. You expect Zim, The Almighty Invader to just wait around for you to end this foul truce?"

Dib grinned, So that's what this whole hang out thing was about. "Yeah, I'll never end this truce; especially since you're going along with it." He chuckled. "Who knew you would keep your word and not destroy everything? Anwyays I'll be gone for two months, and you cant take over Earth or plan to destroy it either. Might just be an easy summer for me." Dib sighed wistfully.

Zim growled and pondered kicking the human off the side of the roof. A more logical side of him insisted that he needed to die in a battle for the planet. His mind was too dramatic but he knew it would be a legendary story to store in the Invader Archives. "Of course it wont be. I'll figure ways to destroy you from afar."

"Or you could come with so I can keep an eye on you. Just to make sure you keep to your word." Dib baited the alien.

The response was dry and unhumored. "I would rather fly through an asteroid field."

So sorry for my lack of updates but heres 2 new chapters to keep you going!

~FN