After Noah's little episode everyone had decided to migrate to the living room and watch TV, which was currently showing some crack head comedian that was talking smack about short people. Of course the Irkens in the room found this somewhat offensive but it was just some guy making a living.

"I don't understand, what's so wrong about short people!?" Zink hollered, crossing her arms and thinking horrible thoughts towards the idiot on TV.

The rest just snickered, finding her annoyance quite amusing. But some understood how she felt and gave her a small pat on the back, Aneera had to give her a hug because she felt especially bad, while she had a growth spurt Zink stayed right where she was.

Zim had gotten bored with watching all of this "hilarious" crap that he completely didn't understand, just because he hadn't lived on this planet for but three and a half years. He never really was one for comedians so he mostly just tuned him out, his jokes were crappy anyways and Zim couldn't understand why people would actually want to sit around and watch this garbage. So he left after about an hour and headed upstairs to his room where he fished through his closet for anything that could keep his interest for more than ten minutes.

"Huh, I almost forgot about this." he said, pulling out a box of stuff that had been once called "junk" but was actually a collection that Zim had built up from the years. He set it in the middle of his floor and opened it up, smiling to himself at all of the strange memories that were inside.

One of the things that he had kept was his original Invader uniform, boots, gloves, the whole thing. He had worn it for so many years that he just couldn't bring himself to part with it. Once that was set gently on the floor he then took out a small green belt with Christmas bells on it, Minimoose wore it when Zim tried to take over the Christmas holiday.

As he set that down too the door opened and Aneera stepped in, curious as to what he could possibly be doing. "Hey, what's all this?" she asked, gesturing towards the box when she sat down next to him.

"Just a box of stuff I've acquired over the years." Zim then handed her a book without bothering to look at what it was, continuing to fish around in the box.

Aneera looked down at the book, it was Zim's yearbook from ninth grade, that should be interesting. She opened up the front cover and began to flip through the pages, quietly giggling at the stupidity of the students. As she got to the listing of all the students in the school grouped by homeroom teacher her eyes fell on Ms. Bitters. and her horrible class of doom.

She saw a lot of people that she recognized, Zita, Torque, she even saw Dib in there. But at the very bottom, the last students was Zim. "Aww! You were so cute in ninth grade!"

Zim looked up from what he was looking at and peered over her shoulder. "Oh yeah, I was wasn't I? You should've seen the mob of girls that would wait at the front doors of the school every morning just to say 'hi' to me."

Aneera tilted her head. "Really? Mobs?"

"Hoards of 'em! And they smiled really creepy-like when I walked bye, all saying 'Good morning, Zim!" at the same time! It was scary! And the giggling! They never stopped giggling!" Zim suddenly got this disgusted look on his face. "So. Much. Giggling. And the notes! The horrible love letters they passed to me! And every time I opened my locker a mountain of paper fell on me!"

"Paper?" aneera gave him a quizzical look.

"Yes! With their phone numbers! BLECH! They all disgusted me! I wanted to PUKE! But I didn't, I just acted like a goody goody little teacher's pet! But that wasn't the worst part!" Zim started to shout and flail his arms.

Aneera flipped through the book some more while he talked. "There's more?"

"Some of them were guys!"

"... I didn't need to know that." Aneera tossed the book at him and scooted about three or four inches away from him. She then reached into the box and pulled out another book, his senior yearbook. "Oh yay."

Zim saw what she had in her hands and tried to push away the horrible thoughts of his senior year, it made him sick. Instead he pulled out a small purple suit that was once used to hide his horrible blemish that turned out to hypnotizing, but that thought made him sick too so he tossed it aside and continued to dig through the box.

"Hey," Aneera pulled at Zim's arm. "Isn't this Mr. Dwicky?"

He looked over and gagged. "Yep."

"What's so bad about him?" Aneera didn't remember him much.

Zim slowly turned to look at her "He was a fruit loop! I mean that guy had some serious issues! He needed help! BADLY!" Zim could clearly recall the day that everyone found out about Mr. Dwicky being gay, which was something none of them really needed to see. "Blech." Zim coughed to himself and fished out a small box and went through it's contents.

"Oh my goodness, what is this!?" Aneera held the book away from her and stared at the picture on the page.

Zim looked at the book at started to laugh. "I remember that! Dib really got on my nerves that day so I tried to give him a reason to go to the nurse's office."

On the picture Zim was on his knes, leaning over his seat towards Dib and grabbing for his nose, while also trying to shove a pencil up into said body part with his other hand. He also had this extremely determined look on his face and was almost falling out of his chair trying to reach the boy next to him.

"So you were trying to shove a pencil up his nose?" She cocked a non existent eyebrow, closed the book and tossed it to the side with no further comment on the matter.

"Yeah well, it worked before." Zim remembered that one time he got "head pigeons" and Dib shoved half a pencil "into his brain" just to get to nurse's office to spy on him.

The two were quiet for a while, picking through the box of useless things and either laughing or gagging at whatever they saw. Soon the whole box was empty an everything had been gone through, inspected, looked at and examined quite thoroughly. Afterwards Zim packed up the box again and put it in his closet so the two could head back downstairs.

As the two entered the living room they could see that Noah had woken from his nap and was currently being told about what had happened wasn't enjoying any of what he was hearing, he was embarasses about that whole 'Mr. Fuzzles' thing, he didn't even know who that was.

"And then you stormed back upstairs." Ara concluded.

Noah looked up at him, his face a mix of bright red and his natural green skin tone, making him look almost sick. Then he turned to everyone else that was in the room. "Um, can we just forget that that ever happened?"

They all exchanged glances and murmured 'Yeah's and 'Sure's, it's not like they could use any of what happened to blackmail him or anything... well, they could, but they wouldn't.

"Thanks guys." Noah smiled and turned around, just in time to bump into his parents. "Uhh..."

"Have a good nap?" Zim asked, trying not to contort his face into one of amusement but failing miserably.

Noah just scowled and walked away, not wanting to get into the conversation that he saw coming, so to avoid further humiliation he just walked away from it.

Zim only nodded to himself and looked over at Ara, a question popping into his head. "Hey, Ara, didn't you say that your fleet was already here?"

Ara looked over at him. "Yeah, why?"

Zim shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I just didn't see them when we came in the other day." He then moved over to the nearest window and looked outside, not seeing anything but dense foliage and trees.

"Haha, how could anybody see anything out there? We're Elfidians Zim, or as I like to say, 'Elf Ninjas'. We blend in like Foixs, you'll never know it's there until it's too late!" Ara gave a laugh of pride and put his fists on his hips.

Zim just looked him up and down before closing his eyes and shaking his head. "Oh! That reminds me!" He turned to Aneera and grabbed her by the arm, leading her to the front door. "We won't have much time for you to practice so we better get started." They exited the house and Zim started to go towards the woods.

"Zim, where are we going!?" Aneera was about to yank her arm away but decided not to, something insude that if she did Zim would trip and fall face first into the tree off to their left. And as much as she would have almost loved to see that happen and laugh until her eyeballs popped out there was also the thought of how karma always seemed to find it's way to her no matter what.

"You'll see!" he yelled, the wind had started to pick up a little as they entered a clearing in the trees. He stopped in the middle and looked around, making sure that the area would be large enough for what he wanted her to do. Once he was satisfied with the area he turned to look at her.

She only stared back. "Um, what exactly are we doing here?" She had looked around a bit herself and found absolutely nothing that was worth looking at.

"You are going to fly." Zim smiled and crossed his arms.

Aneera tilted her head to one side, then looked behind her, saw nothing and peered behind Zim until she finally gave up. "Hehe, you're joking!... You are joking, right?"

Zim only shook his head and continued to smile. "Of course I didn't expect you to remember the surgery," he quoted 'surgery' with his fingers. "So for right now just take my word for it, okay?"

"... Excuse me? Did you just say surgery?" Aneera took a small step back and scowled at him.

Rolling his eyes and sighing Zim dropped his arms and repeated himself. "Did you not hear what I just said? You. Are. Going. To. FLY! So stop asking questions! Just do!"

Aneera decided that he was being too stubborn for her to change his mind and argue so, with a huff, she did as he asked. She spread her wings and curled her tail behind her, holding her head high and sat down so that she was at eye level with Zim.

"Well?" he asked, pointing at her wings.

She tiled her head to see them and nearly squealed with joy. "AH! Ha ha!" She turned in a circle, holding them up to the sunlight just make sure that what she was seeing was real.

Zim leaned over. "You're welcome." he said.

She looked up at him and smiled, then licked the side of his face to show her gratitude. "Thank you!" she said happily. Then she remembered the reason that they were out there in the first place, so she stood up and grabbed the front of Zim's shirt between her jaws, throwing him onto her back.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" He started, but it was too late, she was already running to the edge to trees. Once there she launched herself towards the nearest tree, grabbing one branch with her front paws and pushing off the trunk with her back paws, catapulting herself into the air.

If Zim had his hands free he would have covered his eyes, but unfortunately they had other things to do, like holding on so he wouldn't fall and plummet towards the ground. So instead he shut them as tight as he could, hoping that she could remember how to actually stay in the air.

Zink looked away from the TV, she couldn't stand this 'Larry' anymore! Even after an hour and a half he still had things to say about short people! It was just evil! So she looked out the window, just in time to see a small black figure burst out from the tops of the trees, leaving a trail of leaves behind it.

"Well I'll be, that crazy little scheme of his did work."

Kassandra walked up behind Zink and looked out the window. "What worked?" she asked, being just a few seconds late to see what Zink was smiling about.

Zink turned around and was about to answer her when suddenly the houses electricity completely shut off.

Aneera: Sigh, it feels good to be able to fly again!

Zim: Yeah, and it's all thanks to me!

Aneera: I know. Anyways, sorry this didn't get to you guys sooner, I'm up here in KY visiting people and I no longer have a working laptop so I didn't get to a computer very much.

Zim: KY? Is that some sort of virus?

Aneera: That's Kentucky you idiot. It's a state.

Zim: Oh… Is that a virus?

Aneera: How did you even get here!?

Zim: I hid in your luggage.

Aneera: *cry*