There was a knock at the door that distracted me from my game slave.

I growled and paused the game with a sigh putting it down. "Who could that be?" I wondered to myself as I got up and went to answer it.

"Gaz! You are going to be my Barbie doll for today!" Jane screeched as she walked into the door, a huge box in one hand that spelled out 'Avon' spelled out on the side and a couple of Meijer bags in her other hand.

I closed the door behind her and looked at her quizzically. "Huh?"

"You are going to go to that party, and you are going to look like a queen! There is no way in hell that I am going to let you go to that party dressed in your normal outfit… not that I have anything against it." She said with a wave of her hand and patted the couch, setting down the bags on the ground next to it and the Avon box on the couch.

I stared at her… I didn't trust her with whatever was in the Avon box. "I could very much dress myself; I am a big girl now." I said pointing to myself proudly. "What about the twins? Don't you have to take care of them or something? I mean you are their mother." I stated trying to get her out of here. I didn't want to imagine the horrors she would put me through once she opens that box.

""The twins are with Iggins, just because I'm the mother of those kids, doesn't mean I have to follow them around all day long every day! He is the father, he has just as much responsibility as me, and they are his kids too! He helped make them." She said with a flip of her hair and then pushed me down on the couch, and turning on the T.V.

"This is going to take a while." She muttered.

My hand reached out to my Game slave but she beat me to it and yanked it away from me. "Nope, I turned the T.V. on for a reason." She said, shooting me a look that said 'don't mess with me'.

I raised my eye brows at her. "I have taught you well apparently." I said and laid back, my finger twitching; wanting to press the buttons on the game slave but alas… even that was taken away from me.

Hours of endless pain and suffering went by and every time I would groan or wince Jane would glare at me with my famous shut up and calm down stare and say "Pain is beauty Gaz."

The T.V. didn't help either, she had switched the channel so that she could watch her freaking soap opera, and that made it worse, because she would slow down to watch the kissing scenes of she would yank on my hair a bit too much when she got angry an actor didn't do the thing she wanted them to. All of this made everything painful beyond belief.

I sighed in relief when she closed the box up. "There all done, you just need your dress and shoes." She said and handed me the Meijer bags.

I looked at her. "Jane, did you really go to Meijer to get me a dress?" I asked her.

"Dib gave it to me so that I would give it to you; he told me that I should leave once I gave it to you, so my job here is done. Do your best not to mess up your hair! Bye!" she said giving me a quick goodbye kiss on the cheek, grabbing her Avon box and running out the door, slamming it shut behind her.

I just shrugged and pulled out the dress… with shock I noticed how much it reminded me of… wait a minute… no, it can't be, I threw that thing away!

It was the dress I had worn the night of the party where Zim had gotten overly jealous! My Victorian dress!

I grabbed the other bag and pulled out the old boots I had… Dib saved them did he?

I sighed and smiled a little… maybe this outfit is lucky.

I went upstairs to my room and put it on. I looked myself at the huge mirror I had in the wall. "It still fits." I murmured as I twirled in front of the mirror, I looked like I was seventeen again. I slipped the boots on and began to dance in them again to the beat to some random song that was playing in my head. They were as comfortable as I remembered.

I looked closer in the mirror and noticed that something was off. Something blurry was behind me.

I twirled around to see that someone was looking in through my window. The person knocked on it… wait a minute… my room is on the third floor.

I walked over, feeling like a complete idiot for doing what I'm about to do… but I opened the window, letting who ever it was into the safety of my room, I couldn't believe who it was.

"Gaz, it's been a while."

My eyes widened. "Zim? What the hell are you doing here?" I growled at him.

"I am came to give you something." He said reaching behind him grabbing something and then handing it to me.

"Black roses? Zim… why now? It's been nine years." I said but took the roses anyways.