Hey everybody! The Wielder of the Blue Flames is here and back in action to continue The Lives of a Teenage robot and Irken!

Sorry for the wait, but due to so many other plans, this year has been crazy! But I'm happy to work on my first and most favourited story!

In this, things will be a little different from the original episode, just to let you know. Zim will be inside Dib's body, but this time around, he has two objectives. Destroy the memory disk location… and the Cluster Probe drone that snuck it's way into the human boy's body!

Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I own nothing!


Nano-Zim


Zim and Jenny's Neighborhood…

It was just about a week ago when Zim, Jenny, Brad, Tuck and Gir faced the Emissary of Cluster Prime and emerged victorious. Since then, the snow cleared away and the weather returned back to normal as well as the lives of the heroes. Little did they know however, that last week was merely the beginning of a LONG fight with this alien, robot race.

And it was proven tonight.

Gir slurped happily on his slushie he had bought for himself while he skipped back to the house. It was night and the moon shone brightly over the sky along with the stars as the robot, still in his dog disguise, concluded his evening walk by opening the door and walking inside. He was so distracted by sucking on his slushie, he forgot to close the front door and just sat down on the couch and turned on the TV.

Gir continued to suck on the slushie before he finally stopped and allowed himself to breath again, sounding like he was wheezing from coughing fit. "Ah, that sure hits the spot! Who knew Earth had so many good stuff to eat!?" He commented with a huge grin before he got right back to slurping his beverage.

As he watched cartoons, down below the ground and under many cables and wires of machinery, Zim was seated at a desk inside his lab, using an Irken welding tool on his PAK, which had disconnected from his body in order for him to work on it. As he was doing that, Jenny was looking around the lab with a curious look.

"Wow." She gasped quietly as she looked over the many gadgets her Irken friend had laying around. "So you managed to get all of this built by, and I'm trying to understand… by a small mini drill?" She questioned the Irken who turned his head briefly to her.

"It's actually an Irken Data and Assembly Miner drone. They were once used to mine for rare substances on other planets before they were recalled for mining accidents. Said to be 'not as thorough' as they were made up to be." He then turned back to his PAK. "But yeah, that's basically the simple version there."

Jenny shook her head at her friend's version of 'simple' before walking over to the desk to see what he was experimenting on. "Hey, isn't that your little backpack thing you always wear?" She asked, about to touch it, but Zim held up a hand for her to stop.

"Don't touch it!" He exclaimed, surprising her. "Sorry, but it's not the matter of if I choose to wear it, it's that I HAVE to wear it at all times. You see, the PAK is grafted to the spine of every Irken when they are born as soon as it is attached, it acts as a life-force for our kind. Irkens can last ten minutes without their PAKS, but it is imperative that we get them reattached as soon as possible… for if the ten minutes expire… we die." He revealed gravelly making Jenny gasp in shock and fear.

"Die!?" She cried out before looking at the PAK on the desk and his back. "But your Pak is off now! How much time do you have now!?" She asked, concerned for her partner's life. She was confused when he smiled.

"Fifteen left." He reassured her with a wave of his hand. "You see, I've been working on my PAK for a long while now. I even spent whatever little time I had on Foodcourtia to see if I can extend my lifespan without it. All I managed to get were an extra fifteen minutes, upgrading it to twenty-five. It also gave me time to put in a few extra upgrades and equipment I needed than the average PAK." He continued before he turned back to the PAK with narrowed eyes. "Although… that is not the only reason I've been experimenting on it."

Jenny was both curious and a little unnerved by the serious tone Zim had suddenly switched to compared to his usual nonchalant way of speaking. "Really? What's the other reason? From what I'm guessing, it seems like you've been thinking about it for a long time now."

"I have." He nodded as he turned back to the PAK and used the welding tool on it once more before talking over the electricity sparking. "I have a theory. At first, I thought it was nothing, but after further experimentation, I think I may have discovered something that none of us Irkens, not even the Tallest know about!" He then turned to her. "If I find enough concrete evidence, I think I can prove the fact that-"

Before he could continued, the alarm blared around the lab, making the two wince before the AI computer spoke out to them.

'"Alert! Security Breach! Repeat: Security Breach!"

Zim gasped before his eyes narrowed. "An intruder!" He placed the welding tool away before turning around, his back facing his PAK. The small device shook for a few seconds before it hovered to the air and to the Irken's back, before two cables shot into his back and attached itself firmly. Zim winced in pain before getting over it. "Come on Jen!" He said to her before stepping onto a small lift that began to take him up to the living room.

Jenny stood still for a few seconds, stunned at what she had just witnessed the PAK do before shaking her head. "I don't know if I should be spooked, grossed out or wowed… I'll go with all of thee above." She said to herself with a shudder before following her friend by taking a secondary lift upwards.

The two heroes appeared in the living room as a tablestool lifted off the ground, allowing them to exit the lift before looking around the room as the table set down again and the floor panels covered the entrance into the lab. They were surprised to see everything was calm and quiet, except for Gir slurping on his slushie.

But Zim let out a sigh of annoyance when he noticed the open door. "Gir, you left the door open… again." He scolded the robot who turned to see that he had indeed left the entrance of the house open.

"Oh… Hehe, look at that. How'd that happen?" He laughed nervously, his eyes darting from left to right before facing Jenny and Zim and holding up his drink. "Hey master, take a look at this slushie! Its really good and they come in so many flavors. I got chocolate bubblegum!" He then opened his mouth to show it was dripping with a pink and brown sticky liquid.

Jenny recoiled alongside Zim who gagged. "Okay, I did NOT need to see Gir!" She exclaimed, completely grossed out by the scene, her face turning green slightly while Zim looked greener than usual.

Swallowing down whatever bile that was about to rise out of his throat, Zim coughed before regaining his composure and folded his arms. "Okay, aside from nearly vomiting up my organs, I think I can manage to give you a reminding lecture Gir." He started with a serious look. "You should know by now that with Dib trying to expose us and cart us off to either 'Mysterious Mysteries' or a dissection lab, we need to remain vigilant."

As he was speaking, he and Jenny did not notice the teenage figure, wearing a black stealth suit, crawling across the ceiling of the living room. He also seemed to have familiar glasses and black, scythe-styled hair. Gir however spotted him, but he was so shocked, he started to gag as he forgot to swallow his slushie.

"To ensure that we do not end up as a couple of lab rats, we need to be on guard! We can't afford to drop it, not even for a second, be it him or any other supervillain." Zim finished before he opened his eyes to see Gir, wheezing and coughing. "...You know, you could at least TRY to pay attention Gir." He shook his head before he closed the front door and turned back to the table. "Anyways, I'm going to go back down below to finish up on my PAK experiments. Then I can move on to those robot-Weasel laser project I've been working on!" He grinned in anticipation at the thought.

Jenny however grew concerned for Gir's coughing fit and started to pat his back. "Gir? What's wrong?" All she got were a few more choked coughs, but this time, he dropped his slushie and pointed upwards. "What is it? Are you trying to tell us something?"

"Computer, take me to the weasels!" Zim commanded as the table began to rise.

At this time, Gir finally managed to stop coughing and swallow the last of his slushie before he pointed to the ceiling. "Ninja Dib! Ninja Dib in the house!" He screamed in alarm, making Jenny's eyes widen and to look up also.

"Zim! Up high!" She warned the alien. But before he could register what she said, a flash of light covered the room, causing the three to rub their eyes.

"Wow!"

At the awed gasp, Zim looked up to see Dib clinging onto the roof, camera in hand and looking directly at the lab. "Hey!" He yelled at the teenage boy who gulped.

"Uh… it wasn't me!" Dib lied quickly, hoping for a thin ray of light that the alien would be dumb enough to buy it.

Sadly for him, this was not that universe.

"The hell it wasn't!" Zim snarled before clicking his watch. "Computer! We have an intruder alert! THROW HIM OUT!"

At that command, the ceiling opened up to reveal two claw-like appendages with sharp pincers snapping at the ready to grab the human. Dib stammered for a few seconds before dropping down from the ceiling and making a break for it. He screamed when a claw blocked his path and Jenny did the same.

"Nowhere to run Dib! Hand over the camera and you'll walk out of here with just one bruised cheek!" She threatened, clenching her fists with a confident smirk. She was surprised however when he effortlessly flipped over her. "What the-!?"

"Not today robot!" He proclaimed before he dodged Gir who tried to tackle him and Zim who did the same, the two crashing into a pile as Dib flipped over the sofa and out the window. "Yes! Thank you performance enhancing stealth suit!" He said to himself before poking his head in through the window to see Jenny helping Zim and Gir up. "Now I have proof Zim! Photographic evidence! Soon your Zim-guts will be strewn all over an autopsy table!" He gloated with a laugh, holding the camera up before dodging one of the guard Gnomes and ran down the street.

"Why that little punk!" Jenny growled before she prepared to give chase. "Wait until I catch him and he'll be sorry!" But before she could open the door, a gloved hand was placed on her shoulder, stopping her. "Wha?"

"Forget it. He'll most likely be gone by the time you set up a thermal search. And even then, knowing Prof. Membrane's equipment, that suit will most likely have thermal shielding." Zim reasoned with a sour look as Jenny contemplated it before relenting. "Damn! So much for keeping my guard up."

"Well, now what do we do?" Gir asked, upset over the fact he spilled his slushie and of Dib getting away… mostly for the slushie. "He's got photos of the lab and you out of your disguise. He'll probably send them away in a few short days!"

Zim narrowed his eyes as he looked out the window. "Then we'll just have to stop him before he does so." He stated simply, getting a few questionable looks from Jenny and Gir.

"But how?" The female robot asked, as the Irken got into a thinking pose, trying to figure out a way to destroy the disk without creating a huge fiasco or drawing too much attention. He didn't want to seem like he was attacking humans instead of saving them. Then, after a few seconds, he grinned.

"I think I may have an idea." He said, getting two hopeful looks in return… but then his grin vanished when he realised something. "Wait a second… I left that window closed the last time I-" He stopped himself before turning to face Gir who flinched at the grin his master held.

"Uh, hehe… about that… it was kinda warm in here so I sorta… y'know."

"Your cleaning this mess up."

"Oh come on!"

Jenny sighed as the two began to squabble before deciding to leave for home. It was past her power-down time.

The Next Day… Tremorton High… Cafeteria…

School was just about the same today as before now with the snow cleared. Things had gone relatively quiet and nothing out of the ordinary happened for anyone. There was one, small thing however.

Zim wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Dib and Gaz were seated at a table was Dib ate his lunch while his little sister played her Game Slave and only taking a few sips of her soda. "You know, Zim wasn't in class today Gaz." Dib said with a smug look while Gaz rolled her eyes.

"I know. Jenny gave Vice-Principal Rezenski a note saying he was sick. He even got a call from Aunt Nora saying that he didn't feel well." She said flatly, not even turning away from her game to acknowledge her brother's smile.

"Yeah. He's sick alright: Sick with fear!" He grinned as he pulled out a memory disk he had used for the camera from his coat pocket. "Once these pictures get out, he won't be able to hide any longer. I'm gonna send them to 'Mysterious Mysteries' and then the world will know!" He quickly swallowed a spoonful of mash potatoes before he continued. "Maybe they'll let me host the show. My own episode!" He nearly squealed at the thought.

Gaz just sighed and turned to face her brother with an annoyed look. "Dib, as much as I want to listen to you prattle about your success, of which I don't, I am busy trying to finish this game and I'm only thirteen levels away from doing that!" She hissed with a glare, making him flinch. "So, you either let me finish my game or I'll make you wish Jenny gave you that pounding after the first day here!"

Dib gulped before nodding, not saying another word after that and allowing Gaz to have some peace and quiet for the time being. It was better he lived to see Zim exposed rather than having it honored at his funeral.

He didn't notice the blinking device that was mixed in with his peas as he swallowed it.

Across from them, Brad watched the entire exchange and whistled when Gaz made her threat. "Man, what a woman." He commented when Jenny sat beside him with her own tray. Ever since she came here, she had her own specialized lunch order. While she could now eat human food, she could never forget the sweet tastes of both bolts and motor oil. "So, I take it Zim isn't really sick?"

"Nope. He's right as rain." Jenny smiled as she took a sip of her oil. "He's just setting things up for his plan to get rid of that disk Dib has."

"Really?" Brad questioned with a raised eyebrow, earning a nod from the robot. "How's he gonna do that? He's not gonna just walk up to the door and ask politely to hand the disk over, is he?" He joked, him and Jenny sharing a laugh.

"Nah, no way." She replied with a hidden smile. "He wants to keep it a surprise, but I'll tell you this… Dib's gonna wish he hadn't tangled with Earth's Dynamic Duo."

"Who? Batman and Robin?" The teen joked, getting a playful shove in return.

"Oh you know what I mean!" The android laughed as the two enjoyed their lunch… unaware of the surprises in store for tonight.

Later that evening… Membrane Residence…

Dib hummed to himself as he grabbed a pen and began to write on the address of the 'Mysterious Mysteries' show on a white envelope with an Alien stamp on the corner. He then placed the memory disk inside before sealing it shut with a satisfactory smiled. "There. Now all I have to do is wait until tomorrow, first thing in the morning to send this off."

"Dib, your geek show is on!" Gaz's voice called from the living room as spooky lien-themed music began to play.

"It's not a geek show Gaz!" He yelled back before grabbing the envelope and ran into the living room, jumping onto the couch, sitting beside his sister who continued to play with the Game Slave. He sat still as he gave his full attention to the show as the Narrator for the show spoke.

"For years, the world has wondered, 'Are there Aliens among us?'. But we here at Mysterious Mysteries of Strange Mystery have always known the answer to this question and that answers is a resounding 'Maybe', which is why, as always, we ask you, our viewers, to help us put an end to this question once and for all."

Gaz scoffed as the show just viewed in on over the top text and simple U.F.O. propaganda just to keep the viewers entertained while they were really just grasping at straws. She turned her head slightly from her game to see Dib completely enraptured with the intro before shaking her head as the show viewed in on a letter with a fake alien waving at the screen. "God, give me strength." She muttered.

"Remember to send us your proof of alien existence and a self-addressed, stamped envelope."

Dib smiled as the show began and he looked at the envelope in his hand. He never felt this close to proving he was right all along about the paranormal in his entire life.

But then, just as he was about to return to the show, he felt a slight tingle in his arms… before they started to twitch.

"Huh?" He whispered to himself when suddenly they started moving as if they had a mind of their own, both astounding and creeping the young man out. "What?" He gasped out before his left arm suddenly started to pat Gaz's head, annoying the girl.

"Dib… Remember this afternoon about the whole 'bugging me' thing? You're doing it again, only this time, you're making it more creepy than annoying." She said lowly, glaring at her brother.

"I'm not doing this Gaz!" Dib defended himself as he was starting to freak out, his arms moving around erratically and twitching. "I don't have control of my arms! I swear!" Then his arms froze before his hands gripped both sides of the envelope and pulled, tearing it in half. The memory disk fell on the couch between his legs.

Gaz just groaned before getting off the couch. "Okay, well let me know when you decide to be less creepy. You lucky I'm on this last level or else this would have been messy for you." She then made her way out of the room and upstairs to her room, leaving her brother to himself.

"But Gaz! I'm serious!" He called out her, but she just ignored him. His arms then started to move again, throwing the torn envelope away and grabbing the memory disk. Before he could question how this was happening, the TV suddenly showed static before it faded away to reveal Zim, in his regular clothing, but he was seated in some sort of pilot's room.

"Hello Dib." He greeted with a mischievous smile, shocking the human.

"What?! Zim!?" He gasped, his eyes widening in horror as he stared at the screen with the Irken teen plastered on it. What are you doing in my TV?!"

"Oh, I'm not in your TV. For I really am really transmitting from… INSIDE YOUR BODY!" He revealed dramatically in a haunting tone before he sniggered. "Yeah, kinda spooky, I know. Trust me, it's much weirder in here for me." He then grew serious. "You know what I'm here for Dib and you won't stop me from destroying that disk!"

Dib glared right back at him. "I'd like to see you try it!" But then something struck his mind and he rose an eyebrow. "Hey, wait a sec… how did you gain control of my arms?"

But he was surprised to see Zim gaining a confused look. "Your arms? I haven't even gotten there yet. It's been a hard enough time trying to find my way through this maze! And this human biology book isn't helping!" He brought out said book and pointed at a picture of a human and it's internals. "I've been using it like a map, but I can't make sense of it."

"But, wait, if it's not you… then who is it?" He asked the million dollar question with a suspicious look.

"I did."

The were surprised when they heard the cold, metallic voice echo from the TV before the screen split, one side showing Zim… and on the left, a grey robotic beetle, with red eyes and a yellow mouth plate. It had robotic claws on each hand and padded claw feet and was currently holding on to what appeared to be a vital organ.

"What the?!" Dib gasped at the sudden appearance.

"Another Cluster!? Here!?" Zim exclaimed in shocked surprise as he recognized the design. It was similar to the Emissary he and Jenny fought last week, only with a few notable changes.

"Yes and you are the Irken that destroyed the Emissary we had sent along with the robotic companion of yours." The drone stated with narrowed eyes before it held a curious expression. "Strange… why would a single Irken rebel from our allies for something so trivial as protecting these meatsacks?"

"Whoa, wait… allies?" Zim repeated before a huge amount of dread kicked in as he had come to a horrifying realization. "The Irken Empire and the Cluster are working together!? You guys are teamed up with my race!?"

"Indeed we are and you appear one of the few that do not know of our alliance. But it is to be expected considering we've kept it secret for a long time now. But enough with our discussion." The drone then turned his attention to Dib who was freaking out at the fact that two alien lifeforms were inside his body. "The human and I need to have a conversation of our own."

"What… what's going on!?" He screamed in fear.

"It is simple human. You see, while the Irken is here to keep his cover from being a lab rat, I am here to probe your mind for whatever you saw of both him and his robotic companion. Information that would prove useful for Queen Vexus and the Cluster." The Cluster drone explained before shaking its head. "However, it would seem that you are focused solely on the Irken alone, while interesting, is not at all satisfactory for our Queen."

Zim meanwhile was listening in on the conversation with vivid interest and growing fear. If what this bug said was true, then this 'Vexus' knew about his true height and if she was allied with the Irken Empire, she would be able to inform the Tallest about it! "Oh no!"

"As you can see, at this very moment I am at microscopic size inside your disgusting belly, and currently attached to your Arm Control nerve." The robot then gave a brief view of the nerve that looked to be connected to a few other vital areas.

"Arm Control Nerve?" Dib questioned with a dumbfounded look.

"Indeed. The Arm Control Nerve." The drone repeated with a flat look.

"In his… Belly?" Zim added, equally suspicious of the drone's claim.

"Well… Yes." The drone said, a little confused at the unbelieving tones the two held. "Why, am I incorrect?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, humans don't have arm control nerves." Dib stated before thinking. "Well, we do have nerves for our arms, but we have multiple ones, so it's kinda complicated."

"Yeah and I don't think they would be located inside the belly." Zim added before flicking through the biology book and nodded, confirming his statement. "Yep. It says right here."

The drone was confused before shaking his head. "Well then, what in the cosmos am I grabbing on too and how are your arms moving?" He asked as he tugged on the nerve, forcing Dib to move his arms and flap them like wings. "Hm… guess those human biology books were incorrect."

Dib grunted and yelped as his arms continued to flail. "But I don't understand, how did either of you get inside of me?" He asked as the drone continued to fiddle around with the nerve.

"A rather funny story there. It begins this afternoon, in your school cafeteria." The drone began. "You see, around that afternoon, I was launched from one of the probe unit storage cell before I was given the mission of spying on you as you spied on the Irken and XJ-9. I was shrunken to microscopic size to better accommodate my mission as I infiltrated the school and set myself down in your lunchtime meal. When you swallowed me, I bided my time until the right moment to strike."

The drone finished his tale, satisfied with his own results, not noticing the disgusted looks from both Dib and Zim as he described the story. The human then looked at the Irken. "Wait, what about you? How did you get inside?"

Zim smiled. "Oh that's easy. I just shrunk myself inside a microscopic submersible and set it inside the mash potatoes you eat. Same thing, different usage." He explained quickly with a wave of his hand, getting a look of understanding.

"But enough about shrinking and eating things." The drone spoke up once more, getting their attention as he tugged on the nerve again. "Since you are an Irken and they are one of our allies, I will owe you this one, simple favor."

Dib's right arm, where he held the memory disk twitched before it rose and his eyes widened when he felt his hand clench tight around the disk. He tried to resist, but it was no use as the disk was soon reduced to crumbled mess. "No!" He yelled in despair.

"There. You're existence shall remain a secret outside of Tremorton." The drone said to the shocked Zim, who was surprised by the Cluster's deed. "That was to show that I have no quarrel with you."

"Oh… um.. Thanks." Zim smiled a little. While this was unexpected, it wasn't all around undesired and it did benefit him. "Well, I guess there's no more need for me to be here. I guess we'll just go our separate ways, with me back at my house and you back to your… space ship thingie."

But just as things seemed to be back to normal, Dib just gave a smug smile to the two.

"You two didn't really think I'd send the original disk, did you?" He tauntingly asked, both shocking and surprising the two. "That was just a copy. Only I know where the original disk is!"

"Oh come on!" Zim threw his arms up in frustration inside the sub before folding them. "Why can't it ever be that easy?"

But the two grew uneasy when the drone shook its head and let out an evil sounding chuckle. "You idiotic human. If you were smart, you would have kept your mouth shut. I'll just go to your brain and delete the knowledge of where you hid the master disk AND, as an added bonus, I will destroy an remaining intelligence in it to reduce you into a brainless animal!"

"WHAT!?" Zim exclaimed in shock. This was not what he had in mind!

"NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Dib screamed at the top of his lungs as the drone laughed and flew away to do what it promised to do. He then glared at Zim. "This is your fault Zim!"

"What!? MY fault!?" Zim repeated with an offended and angered look before pointing at the human. "You were the idiot that told him- GRAGH, nevermind! I'll deal with that junker myself and you can complain all you want!" He turned his sub around and followed a path where he suspected the drone went, leaving Dib by himself.

As soon as they left, Dib checked to see if his arms were back under his control and he was glad to see that they were when they moved under his command. But right now, he had more important matters to take care of and he raced from the living room to his father's lab downstairs.

Membrane Labs…

Prof. Dylan Membrane grabbed one of the hanging power tools by his work station before he powered it up and set to work with it, sparks of electricity shooting off and illuminated the lab in flashes of light as he began another project when his son entered the lab.

"Dad! Dad, I need your help!" Dib begged with desperate look as his father set down a cooling piece of metal on the desk.

"The world needs both mine and other scientists help son." Prof. Membrane said as he placed his hands on his hips with a somewhat, inspirational pose, but Dib ignored it.

"Do you still have that microscopic nano-ship thing you were working on?" He asked as he remembered his dad telling him and Gaz of something like that.

"Of course." Prof. Membrane said as he pulled out a plastic bag from his lab coat with a tiny object inside before he pointed to another desk. "The controls for it are over there. Now why do you need this, son?" He asked with a raised eyebrow from behind his goggles.

"There are a couple of aliens in my guts and they're trying to destroy my brain!" He exclaimed, getting a dumbfounded look from his father before he shook his head.

"Those are called germs son and they don't travel that far through the human body, but run along then." He waved off as he got back to work. He sighed when he heard his son grab the controls and head back upstairs. "I really need to have a talk with him soon."

Back in the living room, Dib sat back down on the couch and set up the controls on the table before grabbing the plastic bag and opening it. He opened his mouth wide up so the nanoship would have a better chance of landing in it. When he felt it land on his tongue, he took a huge gulp and swallowed it, letting it travel through his throat. The computer screen turned on to show a first person view of the ship before Dib grabbed the joystick and pressed on a button.

"I'm coming for you Zim! You and your partner!" He declared as he piloted the ship. It traveled through the throat at high speeds, but also with careful maneuverability as to not damage itself. When he passed through a small passage way, he spotted something stuck in the tissue. "What the?" He took a closer look to see it was a flag with a symbol of what appeared to be a bug with a planet below it. It seemed to be the Cluster drones calling card… or in this case, calling flag. "Oh no you don't!" Dib clicked angrily on the console as he continued to fly the craft.

No way was he going to let two alien freaks get to his brain!

With Zim…

"Look, Cluster bot! While I appreciate you getting rid of the disc, I am REALLY against you making Dib into a drooling moron!" Zim shouted through the ship's communicator to the Cluster Drone as they sped through the cavern of tissue. "He's pretty much one already!"

"As I have said before, I have no quarrel with you Irken." The Drone stated with narrowed eyes as it maneuvered through the gaps, hoping to lose the fellow alien but having no such luck as the Irken piloted through with ease. "But if you continue this pursuit, I will have to break our truce."

"Hey, that's fine by me!" He growled to the robot as he pulled the levers to the ship. "Dib may get in my way and yeah, I would love to see him get his just desserts for bugging both me and my friends. But I would never destroy an part of them for something like that!"

"Hm… and why is that?" The drone queried as it turned its head to look back at the ship. "Why would you go as far as to prevent the destruction of another species you have no obligations to protect?"

Zim's gaze turned to steel. "Because it's the right thing to do."

The drone narrowed its eyes. "...So be it." But then, he suddenly smiled. "But it appears you have another call."

"What?" As he tried to decipher what he was saying, he was interrupted by a loud beep before looking at one of the monitors to show the text saying 'Incoming Transmission.' "Please don't tell me it's-

"Guess who's right behind you, Zim?" Dib playfully asked with a smug look as his giant head appeared on the screen. Zim looked to his right to see on another monitor that another ship was coming in from behind.

"Oh come on!" Zim groaned before he pulled on the levers. There was always one more problem after another today! He steered the ship, trying to lose Dib and still keep track of the Cluster Drone. The three entered another tube and flew through the curvature.

At this moment, Gaz walked back into the living room to watch TV after she was done with her game for today. She was surprised however to see Dib on what appeared to be a computer console. "Hey Dib. What game is that?" She asked hero brother.

"This is no game: This is my LIFE!" Dib proclaimed quickly, shocking the youngest sibling.

"... Okay… I mean, yeah, its cool looking, but it doesn't look all that great to me." She shrugged, a little creeped out by her brothers loud words before stopping and thinking. "Come to think of it… When did you have a life OUTSIDE of paranormal junk?"

"Seriously Dib, this is SO not the time for you to screw around with things!" Zim called through the monitor as he continued to try to shake the pursuing sub off his tail, further surprising Gaz.

"Wait, is that Zim?" Gaz rose an eyebrow as she leaned in to get a closer look. "Is this an Online game? Wow, guess that does make it a little cooler." She smiled before speaking up. "Hey Zim!"

"Hey Gaz!" Zim smiled as he called back to the goth as she came into view on the monitor. "How goes things? Everything alright?"

"It's all good. Managed to beat the final boss on Slayer Knight 3. A little too easy in my opinion." She stated with a wave of her hand, like it was a mere breeze for her. "How about you? Anything new for you?"

"Well, currently, I'm trying to stop a robotic bug from trying to destroy your brother's brain and reducing him into a complete fool!" Zim explained as he was right behind the drone now.

"..." Gaz looked to her brother before smirking slightly at the monitor. "I think you might be already too late for that Zim."

"Hey!" Dib whined with an offended look before turning his attention back to the controls. "Geez, does this thing have any weapons?" He wondered before clicking a button before it showed a picture of a grappling hook. "How about this?"

The sub opened a port before the grappling hook fired straight towards Zim. The Irken hero looked to see a warning sign flash on the monitors before he felt something hit the side of his ship, knocking it off balance before he regained control with a grunt. "Watch it you moron! I'm on your side here for crying out loud!" He reprimanded him before continuing his pursuit.

"Hahaha! Look at you! No matter your actions, this foolish human still believes you to be a threat! Talk about trust!" The Cluster drone laughed before turning its head back around before its eyes widened as it was about to hit an organ before dodging, but only slightly scraping it.

"AGH!" Dib screamed in pain, making Gaz wince as he clutched his stomach where it hurt. "My Spleen! My fragile Spleen!"

"Ouch." Gaz hissed in sympathy while Zim made a similar noise, also catching a look at the damage.

"While I do apologize for that, I would like to mention that I am now in your Trachea, human!" The Drone spoke up again as it continued it's path. "Your brain is so close now, I can practically smell it… If I had the ability to smell that is." It commented sadly before getting back on track.

"Not on my watch, rustbucket!" Zim growled as he kicked the ship into gear, the two speeding through the Trachea, Dib following close behind them.

"...Hey, quick question, can I play?" Gaz asked off-handedly, trying to both lighten the mood and to try out the ship herself.

"Wait a minute! He's in my Trachea!" Dib reasoned as he continued to pilot the sub before he noticed that they were getting close to the throat. "Get away from my brain Zim!" Dib yelled as he used the mechanical arms attached to the sub to cling on to the side of the throat before sucking in some air, trying to stop both him and the Drone.

"What in-!?"

"Aw crud, not now!"

The two aliens tried to fight the winds, even grabbing onto the tastebuds on Dib's tongue before they both lost their grip and fell back down the throat, screaming as they tumbled and even crashing into Dib, the trio all falling down and hitting a fork leading from the windpipe and the other to the stomach. The trio fell into an huge open area, all of the groaning before the Cluster Drone got back up first.

"That's it! Enough games! It's time I dealt with the problem myself!" He growled out before his body began to shift, growing a little bigger, spiked shoulder pads appearing, spikes on its knees and his hands turning into claws. His eyes soon conjoined into a visor as he made a battle pose. "Face me cowards!"

Zim growled before smirking as well. "Fine then! Prepare for some doom, tin man!" He pushed the two levers at the same time before his sub began to shift. The bottom of the sub soon moved to reveal legs and feet, standing up as the cockpit shifted and extended forwards to act as a head. The thrusters on the back pointed upwards to act as wings before the arms on Zim's sub extended as well, claws opening up and creating two balls of electricity before bringing them together and creating a flash as the transformation was finally completed. "Battle Mech activated!"

"Hm. Impressive." The drone then turned to Dib's sub. "And what of you? Do you have an incredible transformation for us?"

Dib looked panicked for a moment as he tried to think of a way out of this.

"Quarter Circle Back."

Confused, he turned his head to see Gaz looking at the monitor with a serious look. "What?" He questioned, getting her to look at him.

"The transformation move. It's mostly Quarter Circle Back." She instructed she made a few motions with her hands, copying the move.

Dib followed his sisters moves and did just that before the screen flashed with the words 'Transformation Initiated'. "Oh hey, look at that!" He pointed with a surprised look as the ship began to transform too. It wasn't as impressive as arms and legs extended before he rolled back on it's feet into a battle pose, but it was a little off balanced.

Gaz looked at the sorry excuse of mech before she shook her head and said four simple words. "...You're gonna get creamed."

Dib gaped a little at his sister's lack of confidence.

Back in the stomach, the three mechs stood at the ready in a Mexican Standoff, all glaring at one another, waiting for which one to make the first move. The Drone smirked and turned to Zim first before making a gesture with it's claws, motioning for him to 'Bring it'.

Zim accepted the challenge as he pushed forward on the levers and gave out a battle-cry. The two mechs charged forward and interlocked fists, arms straining to make one of them lose their ground. The drone narrowed its visor before trying an uppercut, but Zim used the mech's arm blades to block the attack, but it left himself vulnerable to the other leg that sweeped at his feet, knocking him down.

"Impressive! But using a machine is a lot more different than physical combat and you lack the proper training!" The drone scolded as he picked up Zim's mech by the shoulders before throwing him into one of the walls of the stomach. As he struggled to get back up, the Drone turned to Dib's meach, which was still in it's pose. "Now it's your turn human!" He powered up his own thrusters and charged.

As he did, Dib tried to fight back, but all he did was flail his arms and legs, punching and kicking air randomly. He didn't know what he was doing! He yelped when the drone elbowed the right side of the mech's body, sending him into one of the walls and slumping.

As he fiddled with the controls, Gaz was currently 'coaching' him. "Come on Dib! Fight back! Or at least let me play instead!" She urged with a frustrated look as she watched his pitiful attempt to fight back. "You're doing it all wrong! I can beat him!"

"No way! They're in my organs! Not yours!" Dib defied as he continued to try and fight back, but having little luck as the drone kept on punching his viewport, the screen flashing at each punch. "Quit it!" He yelped as he punched on the control pad. "I don't really know all the controls yet!" He then looked at the health bar for his mech as each punch lowered the armor density, sweating in fear now. "Oh no!"

Gaz face-palmed, not standing the unbearable display.

As his mech struggled, the Drone kicked it away and right into the Arm Control Nerve. The drone shook its head in disappointment at the poor challenge. "This is just getting kinda sad, human. I think it would be best for all of us if I ended this now." He then shifted his arm to reveal a spike and pointed it at the nerve before it launched, hitting it and sending a wave of electricity. The drone, satisfied, flew upwards back to its original objective.

As the nerve swayed from both the impact and the electricity coursing through it, the damage was done and Dib's arms fell limply to his sides. "Arms… like… NOODLES!" Dib cried out in despair at the loss of his limbs.

Seeing her chance, Gaz smiled before she shoved her brother away and took control of the console. "It's my turn now!" She smirked as the mech soon stood back on its feet and limbered up like a new machine. The Pro was in control now!

Zim groaned as he shifted his mech upwards and looked to see the drone leave. "Dammit. He'll turn Dib's brain to mush in a matter of minutes if I don't get up there!" He was surprised to see a claw help him back up to his feet. "Wait... Gaz, is that you now?"

"Yeah, but let's save the pats on the back after we squash the bug!" She reminded him of the objective. The alien nodded his mech's head in agreement before the two flew up to brain as well, hoping they were not too late.

Meanwhile…

The Cluster Drone smiled as he neared his objective. He passed by Dib's mouth cavity before it flew into a small hole, leading it directly to the brain. The area was vast and huge and in the middle of it, was Dib's brain, commands being sent throughout the entire body with each thought.

"Now, let's see where you are keeping the location of the disk, human." It muttered to itself as his visor flashed to scan the organ. He followed the path it mapped out for him before it reached a certain part of the brain and he grinned. "There you are." His arms then shifted into taser-like appendages before attaching to the brain and sent electricity through it.

Dib could feel the tingle inside his mind as his sister continued to pilot the sub. "He's in my head!" He screamed with wide eyes. "Knowledge… losing… brain… poop!" He ended with a confused look, instead of using the word 'power'.

The Drone smiled as he continued to send volts of electricity into the brain before his scan showed a bar depleting before it vanished completely, and the words 'Deletion Completed' flashed across his view. "Perfect! Hahahahahaha!" It laughed evilly, pleased with itself that it completed its objective.

"I can't remember where the file is!" Dib struggled to remember, but all that would come up was a blank splotch in his mind. He narrowed his eyes in anger. "Gaz! They did it! They made me forget!"

"Quiet Dib!" Gaz replied with a look of concentration as she and Zim zoomed through the body and to the brain as fast as they could.

As they picked up the pace, the Drone brought his claws together to form a huge ball of electricity, growing larger and larger, hoping to increase the power to wipe every drop of intelligence from the humans mind. "And now, to unleash stupidity on your entire brain! From this day forth, you will not be a potential threat to either the Cluster or the Irken Empire any-"

'BEEP! BEEP!'

"What!?" The Drone gasped before he turned his head slightly to see Dib's mech flying towards him. "My, you really are tenacious aren't you?" He then weighed his options before smirking. "Perhaps I can play with you for a minute longer. And once I'm finished with you, I will finish off the rest of your brain!" He grunted as he dispersed the energy ball he was holding and faced the incoming mech.

"Don't count on it, scrap pile!" Gaz shouted through the intercom of the controls, surprising the Cluster.

"Wait… you're that boys sister!" He gasped before narrowing his visor.

"That's right! Also, you might wanna duck."

"Duck? Why-?"

He soon found out when something crashed into his side, sending him flying into one of the brain tubes and a neuron shot through him, making him cry out in pain as he was electrically shocked. He fell onto the brain and groaned in pain before a foot kicked him off and elbowed him away. "YOU! Irken… Human…!" He growled out before a claw grabbed his face and threw him around once more.

"Surprised? You should be." Zim snarked with a smirk.

Gaz smiled as she clicked on the buttons and moved the joystick with ease, using years of gaming experience and implementing it to good use. She used the mech to punch the drone into the brain making it bounce back, ignoring Dib's groan of pain.

Speaking of which, the poor teen was twitching and spasming like crazy as the fighting continued in his brain, the commands to his body screwing up and making act crazy. He made sounds of yelps and groans as he banged his head off the couch and even biting into it before rolling off it.

"From the sounds of things, I think we should finish things up quickly before your brother loses his mind for real." Zim quipped as he held the Drone by its arms, allowing Gaz to punch it repeatedly.

"No prob! This guy's not even trying!" She smirked as she grabbed the drone from Zim and punched it through the gut, wires sparking and oil splattering, making it wheeze in shock and horror, before it was thrown to the ground. As Dib drooled on the couch, she piloted the mech towards the drone with Zim beside her. "Any last words?"

"This planet… w-will… fall… you will… s-submit before… the Cluster!" The drone warbled, heavy amounts of damage taking it's toll on it and damaging its voice box. It was picked up by Zim as he glared at it.

"Yeah, not gonna happen." He said with confidence before turning to Gaz. "After you, Mistress of the Gaming World." He smiled as Gaz smirked back.

"My pleasure." She then clicked on a combo move before the mech reared back and kicked the drone's head off, the eyes deactivating as both the body and the head flew down into the void of Dib's body. "Enemy Terminated." She then turned to Zim and waved one of the mech's arms. "You get on outta here Zim. I've got this all wrapped up."

Zim smiled and gave a thumbs up with his own mech. "Thanks Gaz. I'll see you at school tomorrow!" He called to her before his mech flew away, leaving the brain and out of one of Dib's ears and into the night.

Gaz smirked before she piloted the mech back towards Dib's belly and back to the Arm Control Nerve. Dib watched this with confusion and shock. His sister and his enemy had teamed up and took down a robot while he had failed. But he soon forgot about that as Gaz shot the spike off the nerve and his arms flailed until they were back under his control. "Yes! I'm free!" He laughed happily.

Gaz was finishing typing her name into the console for the winner score as the sub teleported out and landed beside the console. "And once again, the Pro wins once more." She commented before getting off the couch and leaving. "That game could use some work though."

Dib was too busy moving his arms and hands about to hear his sister's comment as he glanced at the screen. "Hah! How do you like that Zim-" He stopped when he noticed the screen was blank. "Oh yeah… he's gone." He muttered embarrassedly, realising he was now talking to himself. "Well, I may not know where the disk is, but there's always another way to expose him. But for now… I gotta do my finishing move." He quipped before walking into the bathroom.

He had an robot to flush out.

Later… Zim's residence…

Zim smiled as he flew back to the house, opening the roof and landed the sub onto the large hanger pad, before pressing a button and in a flash, the ship regrew along with him to normal size. He hopped out as the roof closed above him and turned on the lights, showing the attic. "Another job well done." He said to himself before walking down the stairs of the attic and down the upstairs hallway.

"Master, is that you?" He could hear Gir call out to him from the living room.

"Yes Gir, it's me!" He yelled back with a smiled as he walked downstairs and into the living room to see both his friend and Jenny watching cartoons.

"So, how'd it go?" Jenny asked with a smile, but stopped to see Zim's expression turn serious.

"There was an unexpected hitch… but it's taken care of. I'm gonna have to tell you about it tomorrow." He explained before grinning and revealed a camera. "But, I did manage to get it all down on film."

Jenny smiled and took it from him, taking a closer look. "So, are there any bits of him acting like a nut?" She asked with a hopeful look and was happy to see Zim nodding.

"There sure are. But anyway, I'm gonna turn in now." He said with a yawn, getting a disappointed look from his friend.

"Aw, already?"

"I know, I know. But I promise to tell you all about it tomorrow." He smiled at her, making her smile as well.

"Well… okay. Just so long as you keep it." She finally relented before hugging him, surprising the Irken. "Good night." She walked out with a wave to both him and Gir before heading back to her house.

Zim could only wave slowly as a small blush formed on his face. "...good night." He whispered before shaking his head and turned to Gir. "Alright Gir, remember to turn off the TV when you're done alright?" He smiled when the SIR saluted him and nodded. "Thanks. Good night"

"Good night master." The little robot waved to him as he returned to his cartoons.

Upstairs in his room, Zim was changing into his night clothes. He had just finished putting on his red PJ shorts and was about to put on his night shirt when he spotted his PAK while looking at his reflection in the mirror, remembering his discussion to Jenny last night. "...I don't know if it's true or false… but I can't get it out of the back of my head." He mumbled to himself before he put on the shirt and crawled into bed.

As he went into a dreamless slumber, one last thought ran through his mind.

'...Irken's didn't always wear PAK's… did we?"


CLIFFHANGER!

Surprised, right? Yet another plot point we'll get to in the future!

Well, I hope you all enjoyed that and another IZ episode! For real this time and not just bits of one! I hope I did good for Gaz and Dib, as well as continuing the changes to fit for them and Zim.

Next time: Jenny wishes to try on some earrings… but for that to happen, she needs ears. She soon gets her wish, but what happens when it is not what she expected it to be?

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This is the Wielder of the Blue Flames signing off!