Hasn't Dib shut up before? Well at least sometimes? I guess it has been few and far between for me to remember, Invader Johnny. ;)

So you are liking Pressner more and more. I'm trying to develop him a bit more, Guest.

I'm starting to feel some writers block and I have written up to 38 pages so far in this and now I'm hitting a blank spot. Any suggestions from the audience of what you may like to see and I hope I can add it to your liking.


*Flashback*

Zim felt incredibly stupid in not covering himself up with paste or getting one of those things that human use while the sky relentlessly spat down on you. As he sat there at the schools main entrance still trying to raise the Computer to send the Voot at least or Gir, he cursed out loud making a few random students run away from him in fright. At least one thing, Dib wasn't here to harass him right now. He was at home sick according to the stinks inside.

Grumbling once again about his useless minions, Zim barely heard the door open and close, but he smelled the lavender making him look up to see her as she adjusted her long coat on her making her short skirt virtually disappear. This made Zim's tongue lull out with too many thoughts. He wondered if Gaz had any clue how attractive she was. It was obvious she didn't care about others opinions of herself, and that was something he admired about her.

"You really need to invest in an umbrella, Zim." Came her stoney voice. "Just stuff it in that pak of yours when you forget to paste."

"I have too much important stuff in this pak to place one idiotic device in it. Zim is too powerful to do that." Zim declared as he stood up.

Giving him a look of 'you got to be kidding me,' Gaz opened up her umbrella. "Well then I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Have fun getting home." She mocked taking a step down.

Watching her reach the bottom step, Zim shot one hand out. "WAIT LITTLE GAZ!" Seeing her turn to look up at him, he added in a more decidedly low key voice. "Please come back."

Raising her eyebrow up, Gaz did come back up to step under the cover of the steel awning. "Yeeesssssssss?"

He almost hated it when she acted coy with him. Almost. "Can Zim walk home with you?"

Coy turned to irritation. "Where's Gir?"

"Unable to raise him. I bet he's out dancing or something stupid." He grumbled.

Gaz almost asked about his computer but thought against it. "Just as long as you don't use me as an umbrella, but huddle with me... Fine." She drew out the word 'Fine' for a long drawn out time as she raised her umbrella again. "I guess you hold it since you are taller, but if I get wet I'm kicking you out from under it."

Taking the handle, Zim saluted her. "I won't."

Releasing a huff of breath through her lips, Zim wondered if she regretted this, but forgot about it for the sanctuary of the device he now held along with her by his side. Perhaps this could be a way of winning her over. "So Gaz, you enjoy the 8th grade?"

"As much as I enjoy 7th grade, Zim, I don't." She spat out.

Zim fell silent as they walked along. "You look quite beautiful today, little Gaz."

Reaching up she gripped her hand around his tightly making him gasp out in pain. "Shut it and don't kiss up."

Muttering out something about wanting to pay her a compliment, Zim and her walked along in silence. It was his only chance to speak to her and she didn't want to have anything to do with him. It was horrible. The only female he has ever been attracted to and she seemed to hate him. Well to be fair she hated everyone. He wondered if he could discuss something of his past.

"I was blamed for two of my Tallests deaths from something I created. For so long I've been blamed for it and while I passed it off as nothing and they were just being crazy I have to say this, they are crazy because that Energy Absorbing Blob wasn't anywheres near either of them. So they think I killed Miyuki and Spork."

"But you didn't mind what you did in Impending Doom I which is fine since I thought that was pretty cool." Gaz said with a sideways smirk.

He forgot he told her about that. "Glad you did because no one else thought so."

"So why aren't you ok with Miyuki and Spork's deaths?" Gaz asked in a way of genuine curiosity.

"Well if you must know I respected them far more than Red and Purple. I hated that blemish on my records. To be the permanent fuck up, if you will." Zim replied. "It messed me up if I really want to admit to it."

"Zim you just admitted it."

"Ha ha little Gaz."

They fell silent again till Gaz piped up this time. "You know they are both gone so it is unfortunate not to get the type of closure you want. I know you have all these questions, but you gotta try to push past it."

"Is that what you do?" He glanced down at her.

Gaz met his gaze. "I don't know how to explain myself so it is best I never do until I figure it out. I just keep breathing and punching those who irritate me."

The very few times he could have a conversation with her, Zim knew why he gravitated to her heavily. She was at least honest and didn't threaten to punch him once for talking to her. He appreciated her in so many ways.

"Thanks for listening, Gaz."

Gaz never said a word back, but he did enjoy that softened look on her face that held for five seconds. In fact he loved it.


Zim looked down at her naked form in the bed next to him always delighting that she was his finally after all this time. She was still hard, and he loved when she was still tough. It turned him on to no end. Then there are those soft moments she decides to share once in a while. While he may of not wanted it before, Zim secretly delighted in that just as much. Those times she shows how she loves him to the point of protectiveness.

Seeing her body shift, Zim studied her to watch her lay on her back with her head turned towards him with her hair flowing all over on her pillow. She was so beautiful. Was she blind to it still? Leaning down he kissed her lips gently trying not to disturb her even if she stirred a bit.

"Mmm Zim." She said sleepily, but didn't wake up.

Dib told him how defensive Gaz got with their mother regarding him. One small part of him wished she wouldn't do that, but a larger part was happy she loved him enough to do so.

"I sensed your power when you used me to shield you from the rain."

Zim looked to see one eye staring up at him. Shifting to lay on his side to look at her, Zim moved a hand to touch her face. "Why didn't you say anything to me?"

Gaz snorted at that. "As if I was going to fuel that ego of yours. Besides it wasn't time for you to actually use them just like it wasn't time for Dib's. You aren't a defective, you are far more special than they originally intended you for."

"Meaning?"

While she did tell him what Miyuki said, she had to explain further. "The feelings I received was that you this special item. You were meant to be the height you are now since that was pre-destined according to mom. I don't know all of the powers you possess, but I know it is something that will help the Empire greatly. Miyuki had powers obviously, but I hardly sensed too much of it from her."

"What about your father?"

"I think his were genetically enhanced in some way." Gaz told him indifferently.

Zim stopped himself from talking like this right now. He wondered what he could say to distract himself so he thought of asking the first question that came to mind. "I love when you squeak when get picked up or placed back down. Why do you do that?"

Sure it gave him a scowl from her, but Zim loved when she scowled as well. Perhaps he really was demented.


Sitting on the floor in deep thought was now making her feel stupid as she re-positioned herself to lay on her back almost regretting that. Whatever she was doing made her feel uncomfortable or maybe it was the situation. For once she really felt like a complete screw up. How did she get in this mess? She was always so careful.

Lifting her tunic up to look at her bump she began talking to it about Irks history and other subjects till she just rubbed it. It was still pretty strange to be pregnant. She was still frightened over the prospect of it mostly due to who she mated with, but other than that she started to look forward to raising the smeet. She smiled with thoughts of that until her smile disappeared with the what if's. Irk might be destroyed along with her entire race. Was she really crazy in going through with this plan? To risk her smeets life?

No! She believed what she said to Pressner when he was last here. She refused to back down. She was hoping this would help greatly for them all.

"Why are you down there?" His voice was soft and gentle sounding.

Tenn closed her eyes. "Trying to make myself comfortable that's all."

Somehow he didn't quite believe that as he approached. "You have many thoughts drifting in your head."

"Who doesn't?"

"The simple minded." Kneeling down next to her, Pressner took her all in. "May I?"

She knew he was indicating their smeet so she just nodded.

Placing his hand on her, Pressner felt the healthiness of their child along with the strength. It automatically made him proud as he brought his face down to kiss her there. "He's progressing beautifully."

"He?"

Lifting his head up, Pressner just blinked his eyes once. "Yes. I can tell the sex that way."

"That is nice to know at least." Tenn examined him for a while wondering once again about her sanity as she brought him down to kiss her.

He enjoyed kissing her very much, but the floor felt too uncomfortable to do anything on so he moved his arms under her body to lift her easily up to sit on his lap on a nearby couch. The feeling of her arms around his neck as their kiss deepened.

She felt physically too excited by the kissing alone, but a little uncomfortable with the positioning of her body so standing up she lifted her tunic off her body, and straddled his lap coming in for another kiss. The feeling of how his hands how they ran up her spine and basically each exposed body sent her mind reeling. "Pressner."

His eyes opened at the sound of his name. He saw the pleading in her eyes. The lust written there. "Tell me what you want, Tenn. Tell me." He was breathing really hard right now. Feeling himself pressed very much against her in the most pleasant and torturous of ways.

She knew she would repeat what she wanted before, but for right now she told him what she wanted. "Make love to me."

Lifting her up again he brought her to the bedroom.


Zim wasn't unholy blind to what he was feeling right now as he stepped into his quarters. He knew he wasn't truly alone and felt it really wasn't that bastard, but he did feel his frustration as he waited for it to say something. Do something. He was due for explanations. It was owed to him.

"Yes you are angered by me." Miyuki spoke.

Zim narrowed his eyes as some of her form appeared as he once last seen her. "Guess you aren't powered up enough to show yourself properly."

Her head bowed a bit at his tone of voice. "Affirmative."

"Spork was after you. Not Red and Purple by the way." Zim reminded.

"Spork was temporary as well. Too temporary. It was his own fault getting close to that invention."

Zim enjoyed at least hearing this voice a long time ago. He once thought it sounded inspirational because of how intelligent she was, but now. Now, it changed since she is here right now irritating his antennas off. "And I get blamed still. I love being known as a Tallest killer."

"The Control Brains protected you the best way they could."

"The Control Brains had me on trial!" Zim raged as he pointed to the ground. "While I acted indifferent and la la la about the whole thing knowing I'm too superior, in the back of my mind I thought I was finally going to be deactivated."

Miyuki fought to remain calm against that rage of his. "They were just going through the motions, Zim."

Chortling at that, Zim placed his hand against his gut. "For what reason? Why?"

"It was all part of the process. You were still too young. Much too small to be a Tallest still." Miyuki stepped forward. "Everything was for a reason. Everything. Did you think that once you were out of the Academy the training was done for you? It wasn't. That pak of yours may of said Food Court Server, but in truth there was always a hidden coding in your pak, a coding that allowed you to grow taller with each new knowledge you have learned and you can think my own two kids for that."

Zim felt heat spread throughout his body. "You telling me that even Gaz and Dib... That I was pre-destined to meet them?"

Miyuki shook her head gently. "No. Me having children was unexpectant, but amazing after so many years. Dib is special in his own right. He has amazing intelligence and powers he doesn't understand yet, but Gaz, Gaz with her own intelligence and powers that actually transcend Dib's own was quite shocking. Beautiful really." A little smile quirked up on the right side of her mouth. "It was a stroke of luck for you to land where you did on Earth. My children helped you in their own ways to be who you are now. Oh Zim you always had it in you, I saw that, and you were always meant to be a Tallest."

"And Gaz. What about her and myself? Our future smeets?"

A large smile fixed on her face. "My daughter loves you so much, Zim. Crazy in love. I have no doubt about your future between one another and as for smeets... We may have the first Tallest hybrid with one of them."

Zim enjoyed both those future prospects. "While I hope for so much for our future smeets, I'm still unhappy with being called a murderer for all these years to a Tallests."

"I do not blame you there, Zim and I wish to discuss with you more later, but my energy is fading and I hope I helped enough to ease yourself a bit."

"While it does, it also doesn't, but yes do come back soon." Zim was very firm still as he spoke to her.

Miyuki simply nodded as she faded out of there leaving Zim to ponder their conversation.