Surveying all the weaponry they have that existed on the planet, Zim appraised everyone for their swiftness in getting things done promptly. Many puffed up their chests in pride when their Tallest gave them his approval. Walking over to his high ranking officers, he spoke to them regarding the plan as of now, and what to expect from this enemy. Tenn never bothered to question the orders as she went immediately to her quadrant. Skoodge had way too many questions in which, Zim patiently replied to before he excused himself. Walking over to Tak she told him about the last nasty invention he created that simply exploded as if it just wanted to give up on life. Zim merely nodded at that. He thought that at least other things are working.

"Do you think the Armada will make it here in time?" Dib inquired when he was close enough to Zim.

"Hopefully so. If not, we'll have to try to blink them here on a massive scale. My invention was built for the smallest capacity." Zim replied as he looked up to the sky.

"Have you heard anything more from, Gaz?"

Turning to regard him, he said. "Sometime after I arrived and went to sleep. That was the only time."

Dib could tell how distracted he was. It was natural to be distracted with all that was going on. "I could blink to Sizz-Lor's ship just in case so I can blink him over here in time."

"You could do that."

Yes, he was extremely distracted. Taking his arm, he made him look at him again. "I know you are in deep thought here, but even that answer to my idea was lackluster at best. Talk to me, Zim."

Bending to be face to face to him, Zim almost hissed at him. "I believe that is a fine idea, Dib. Yes, I am distracted because I am in deep thought with all that is going on here. All that is also going on with, Gaz. Her plan could of changed by now. I don't know. Right now I am trying to keep myself as sane as possible in order not to fail my own people. If I do, just imagine what more they will do around this universe when they already have done enough already."

"I wasn't trying to be a pain. I was trying to get you to talk."

Straightening up, Zim gazed at him for a few more seconds before saying. "Please go to Sizz-Lor's ship and blink it over here. Thank you."

There were no more words to say at that point. Dib just gave Tak a simple look from where she was, and blinked out of there. Sizz-Lor wasn't at all surprised again that he stopped by.

Strange walked in much later in the day with his tail fully intact. Sane figured he would at least be happy about it, but the mood was pretty different from him seeing that he had a certain pride with that stupid tail of his. Strange studied the ground for a bit before looking towards the bedroom.

"She got up, ate a little, and went back in there." Sane informed him. "How did the meeting go?"

"She just talked a lot, made me promise things, made me do one thing that I thought I wouldn't have to do since I'm not engaged, but I got my tail back." Looking to his tail, he actually looked disgusted by it for once. "Of course I'm still scorched."

"You can knock, Gaz out if she doesn't cooperate with you. You did knock her out before with that thing, so that is why you got your tail back." Sane glanced at the area where his digit once was. Pity he can't get that back. "There have been more threats against the Irken Empire since you have been gone. Unsure if you knew about that."

"Hard to know when I'm tangled up somewhere with her."

Standing up, he approached his friend to get on his knees next to his chair to whisper to him. "Matronly is out of control. That flirtatious officer that you spoke about last night, she was strung up in her chambers with dried up blood, and missing eyes. It was the worse torture I've seen a fellow Plegerin go through at her hands."

Eyes wide, Sane leaned forward. "She has never done that before. It is always in private somewhere. She never wanted to dirty her own place."

"While she is happy that Gaz is very powerful, she is paranoid that since she is half Irken that..." He trailed off as he thought of all she described what horrors she can inflict on her.

Leaning back again, Sane maintained a soft tone to his voice as he looked towards the bedroom. "Does she fear she can destroy her or just simply take over?"

"One or both of them."

Their Matronly one never acted this way before. Sure she was the jealous type, but this wasn't her. Neither was stringing up that girl from last night. Opening his mouth to say another word, Gaz made an appearance. This time a little more covered up. Well at least with her sleeves covered along with her legs, but still the same sort of outfit on.

"Been sleeping a lot. Hi, Strange." Gaz said simply as she walked in and sat on the far side of the couch.

Strange got up and nodded to her. "Have you a pleasant rest then?"

"Your bed is surprisingly comfortable." She replied. "See you got your tail back."

Strange made a wide berth from her. "She granted it back to me. If you'll excuse me, I need to clean up, and dress." Making a hasty exit out of there, he closed the door behind him as he rushed to the bathroom.

Gaz snickered into her hand. "Guess he wants to wash off the smell of her."

"You can tell?"

"Oh please, I wasn't born yesterday." She replied before getting back up to move to the side of the couch nearer to him. She won't let them know, but their whispering wasn't really that soft since she heard every word that they said. So this woman is afraid of her. Nice information to have.

Sane watched how she curled her legs up under her and keep twiddling with her fingers. "What are you thinking about?"

She smiled and shook her head. "Nothing really. Most likely silly to you."

"So far I don't think you are silly."

The way he said it, made her look up at him fully. It was sincere and seductively voiced in a way. She remembered when she was screwing with her fingers a long time back, and Zim came up to talk to her, he told her he didn't think she was silly in the same exact way. Gaz suddenly felt a lump in her throat and an ache in her heart. She needed this over with so she can get back to her cute tall menace. "Thanks. I used to always have a game controller in my hand at all times growing up. It helped me escape. That and reading. I just want to fiddle with something with my hands."

He didn't know what possessed him to say it, but it escaped his mouth before he could stop it. "You can always fiddle with me instead."

Eyes wide, Gaz looked down, cheeks surprisingly blushing. She didn't know what to say so she stood up to head to the kitchen for a drink. Reaching for the same drink as before and going to pull another glass from the cupboard, she turned to find Sane standing right there with an empty glass in hand. Looking between him and the glass, she took the glass to fill it half way before sipping it. Her mind was racing on what to do next, but before she can utter a word, he pressed her against the cabinet. "Sane?"

Leaning down to whisper in her ear, he said. "I am unsure if you are just trying to trick us into something or not, but at this moment I don't care. Strange wants you. In fact he believes he is in love with you. Me, I found myself desiring you very much."

"What if he comes out and sees you like this with me? How would he feel?" She whispered back. "I thought you both were friends."

Straightening up a little, but not stopping himself from pressing into her, he replied breathlessly. "We are and I know this would hurt him." Pulling away from her finally, he scanned her up and down before he went back to the living room to sit back in the chair he was in before.

Gaz took a deep breath and continued to sip her drink slowly. She was aware of him staring at her. She was able to handle horny guys before, but horny guys with powers that are taking over an Empire was a whole new realm for her. Her plan kept changing and altering. Taking another deep breath, she wandered back into the living room to sit back on the couch. She was about to open her mouth when Strange walked back in.

"Feeling better?" Sane inquired. Voice back to normal as he addressed his friend.

"Much better. My dear, do you like the juice?" Strange said as he sat next to her, when she nodded, he smiled at her. "Are you hungry?"

"No, actually not." She replied before feeling herself weaken up.

Grabbing the juice before it spilled, Strange recoiled his tail, and watched as she leaned into him. Picking her up, he went into the bedroom to deposit her on the bed before he came back. Drinking the rest of her juice, he smiled at his friend. "Time for the next phase."

Standing up, Sane went to join him as they headed upstairs to handle business. Sane thought of how that girl is most likely going to be the most cranky person when she wakes up after getting knocked out. "Gaz will take your tail off again."

"I don't doubt it." Strange remarked as he pulled up some images. Watching different cruisers from different races approach Irk was something else to see. "So much activity since we been busy." He delighted.

"This is the All Mighty Tallest Zim speaking and this act of war that you are embarking on is the result of another race called the Plegerins." Zim announced to the opposing aliens that invaded their atmosphere. "We do not want to start a war with any of you, but if you keep persisting we will open fire."

Everyone listened as their leader spoke. Dib managed to at least get half the Armada there in time with Tak now going to get the rest since she couldn't wait any longer herself.

"I guarantee you this. Even if you managed to defeat us I do know for certain that the Plegerins will come and take over this universe planet by planet. Do you really want to start a war with us knowing that with our knowledge of this race, that we can destroy them once and for all thus protecting women? Women who are a mixed species with certain powers that they kidnap and breed with later on destroying them. Do you want all this?" Zim stated. He felt a small flame start to form in his hand that he quickly extinguished. He had plenty of emotions running through him except for happiness. He also wondered if his speech was any good. Funny he thought that when he always had confidence in his speeches.

"I guess we wait for a reply." Skoodge spoke softly to him. He sounded a bit tentative to Zim, but that might be his own nerves talking.

"Yes we do." Feeling a familiar pull inside of him, he excused himself for some privacy. Closing his eyes once he was away from his troops, he got his demoness.

"Damn bastard got me with his tail again." Gaz spat out angrily. "I'm gonna rip that tail off when I wake up."

"Rip off their heads while you are at it. We have different ships in our atmosphere threatening attack. I just spoke to them and now I'm waiting for a reply." He told her.

"Well if I got knocked out that means Sane and Strange are going to up the ante so keep a watch out for that." Gaz warned. "Also I over heard an interesting thing. Seems the Matronly one is afraid of me. That I will destroy and take over."

Zim perked up there. "That would be interesting if you could take over, but what about the others?"

"Seems both of them are in favor of me. It is like they want me to do it. Maybe I can turn them to our side." She said.

"How do you know they are in favor of you? Did you hear them say that?"

"They honestly think that their voices don't carry even when they whisper. They thought I was out, but I heard them. Also they both like me a little too much. Much more then her."

Zim made a face as he curled his hand into a fist. "Did they kiss you?"

She heard the jealousy in his voice. "Strange did when I was Lily. Sane did very recently. Also he told me how Strange thinks he loves me and how he himself desires me." Hearing his growl, she spoke soothingly. "Zim, please. You know you can trust me. You are the only one for me. The only one I will have children with one day."

"I still don't like anyone's hands on you. My hands are the only ones allowed on you." Zim stated possessively.

"I guess I better not visit the gynecologist anymore then." Gaz quipped.

"Ha ha, not funny."

"Zim please. Don't you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Good, now please I hope to speak to you soon in front of your face. You have no clue how much I want to be with you." She said sweetly.

Hearing an ambient sound, Zim knew he had to get back. "I want to be with you again. There is something happening right now. I love you, Demoness."

"I love you too."

Opening his eyes up, he ran back to where Skoodge was to see a light show start to appear in the sky above them. Doing a quick reading check they couldn't determine if it was coming from one of the ships or the Plegerins. Seeing the light penetrate one of the weapons, there was a strong humming sound before it blew apart. Focusing on where the eye of it is, Zim noticed it being the area where he was, and quickly shot at it with some of the power Gaz gave him, dispersing it away. Breathing hard, he did feel eyes bead in on him after that. Acting like he took no notice in them he ran in to do some readings on the computer.

"Computer! Do you have a report for me?" Zim inquired as he ran in.

"In fact I do and it doesn't seem to be the ones currently around Irk."

"Meaning?"

Instead of replying, the Computer ran the message instead. "Greetings Tallest Zim. We enjoyed listening to that message you sent to those ships surrounding your planet. Do you think that they will believe you? An Irken? I truly doubt it. We already have your Elder in our possession that you will never see again. Just like soon you will never see yourself breathing. It has been a pleasure, but if you don't mind, our Matronly one would enjoy seeing your demise. Enjoy."

So they listened to his speech, might as well record another one. "Computer, please record this."

"Greetings Plegerins. I must say I enjoy your toxic message towards me thinking that they won't listen to me because of simply who I am. We evolved over the years. I evolved. You obviously have not. Your revenge towards the Empire is nothing but empty space. You attacked us first long ago. You attack again. The Elder you have right now will be back with me soon enough. This I swear. As for me not breathing again, one day I won't, but it won't be by your hands. I'm not fond of your childish antics. You are using innocents to actually attack us. I'm not fond of this. So since I don't want to make this very lengthy I will close by saying this; You will die by my hands. Enjoy from the All Mighty Tallest Zim."

Indicating for the computer to cut off the recording, he told him to send it out. They will never win against him.

Being sick and writing makes me feel like a drunkard trying to walk from point A to point B without stumbling into a few objects. Unsure if anyone else has ever felt that way.