FYI: This Story is A ZADR AU of the original Invader Zim TV Series that aired on nickelodeon where Zim is a well-respected and successful invader, who is loved by his leaders, and his people. He has a good disguise and fits in perfectly with the humans, and befriends Dib, and lives a double life while trying to keep his secret under wraps.

Zim is not short in this AU he is average human height. Also, all characters are aged up for obvious reasons. So just think of invader Zim happening in high school instead of grade school. I wanted to write a story with a smart respected Zim and give my readers a feel for what the series would have been like if Zim wasn't defective, and was appreciated for his loyalty, and tireless efforts. I also added a little ZADR twist because who doesn't like ZADR? Also, this is different from my Prince AU series. Zim is just a regular Irken in this story with no royal heritage.

Disclaimers: I do not own Invader Zim

Author's Notes: I know it's been forever since I've updated this story, but hey life happened as it always does, but now that it's done screwing me over I can get back to the important things in life.

Shout Outs: To all my fans who put up with my long periods of silence and still bother to review and read my stories.

Chapter 36: Parent Teacher Night (Part 2)

He was up to something,

Yes, Dib was almost sure of it, and it had nothing to do with jealousy...

Okay so it had everything to do with jealousy, but for crying out loud how was he supposed to feel?

Miz had been his friend for over a month, and during that time a relationship had started to blossom, or at least Dib had thought so, but could he have been wrong? What if Miz hadn't been considering dating him? What if he had been considering weather a friendship could actually work at all? Especially when said friend had an obvious crush on you?

Dib groaned loudly in utter frustration, Miz had ignored him all morning, he didn't even show up to walk with him to class as they often did. Not only that, but Miz was also nowhere in sight for lunch either.

"I think he went to the library." Peg had said when he asked. "Something about research for a project."

"Project?" Dib asked. "What project? He has no class projects."

"I didn't say it was a class-" Peg began, but Dib never let her finish before he ran off shouting.

"He's up to something I just know it!"

"Paranoid much?" Peg asked.

"Boys are so stupid." Gaz said. "At this rate they'll never get together."

"Then maybe we should help." Peg suggested.

Gaz looks unsure for a moment. "I don't know." She admitted. "Remember the last time I helped." She asked. "Keef happened."

"This time is different." Peg assured her.

"How you figure?" Gaz asked.

"Because this time I'm on the case." Peg said with a grin. "And if I have anything to do with it, which I do. Then these two will be dating by dinner tonight."

Gaz shook her head, but Peg's smile only grew. "Come on just think if we get them together they'll finally be out of our hair."

A slow smile slips on Gaz's face and she grabs Peg by the hand. "You know I suddenly want to go to the library."

"That's my girl." Peg teased. "Now let's get these two helpless idiots together already."

Gaz nodded her agreement, but deep down she was still unsure, if her brother and Miz didn't work out then it could ruin their friendship. The first real friendship her brother had ever had, still it was obvious that her brother wanted more. He was just really bad at getting things started.

However Peg seemed to have the perfect remedy for that, Gaz could hope she knew what she was doing.

(Back with Gir…)

The small Sir unit sighed in obvious boredom, His master would not be home for another few hours and there was simply nothing good on TV. So naturally he did what he did best which was mess everything up.

The computer brain did his best to ignore the small deranged bot as he went about his usual malfunctioning rampage, but his next target forced him to intervene.

"OOOO" Gir said as he approached two recliners. "I wanta sit in those chairs!" he exclaimed jumping into one only for the Computer to catch him in midair before he gets the chance.

"Are you Mad?" The brain asked. "Those are the robot Parents charging, and downloading devices, if you sit on those your malfunctioning data will infect them!"

"I understand." Gir said.

"Good." The brain said, and placed him down.

Big mistake.

"Sit in chairs!" Gir exclaimed and did just that, jumping from one chair to the next and rolling around in them. Electricity sparked as Gir's corrupted data infected the seats.

"Why you!" the computer brain said, only to stop as the elevator doors opened to the robot parents who were obviously home from work on their lunch break. A break they usually spent recharging. "Whatever you do, do not let them sit down." The brain told Gir.

Too Late!

"Here sir, you must be so tiered." Gir said as he picked up each parent but and sat them down on their chairs.

The bots' bodies began to fill with sparky electricity as the corrupt data from Gir filled them, but it didn't stop there, the electricity expanded throughout the house, and then the power went out.

Leaving nothing but three pairs of glowing red eyes shining in the dark lab.

(Back with Zim...)

Zim groaned in frustration as he threw another romance novel across the Library, this was nothing but a waste of his time. He should be preparing for tonight's Parent Teacher Night, not researching the art of human courting.

If you could even call it an art!

Zim shook his head, obviously flirting the Irken way was having no effect on Dib, and so he thought he could learn the human way, but it just didn't make since to him. For example, why would you tell someone they look nice if they really didn't?

Wasn't a relationship supposed to be built on honesty?

And who cares if your mate is fat? You obviously don't because you chose them, so why do they ask? And why do they get angry when you say, "Yeah you gained a pound or two so what?"

It just didn't make since!

And why call your mate Baby? She's not an offspring!

"This is hopeless." He mumbled.

"What's hopeless?" A voice asked.

"DIB!" Zim nearly jumped out of his skin as they boy appeared beside him. The invader must have been so lost in his thoughts that he hadn't heard him come in. "Nothing!" He shouted. "Got to go bye!"

"Miz Wait!" Dib called after him, but it was too late, his best friend was gone. And he left behind a tall stack of…"Romance novels?" Dib whispered as he looked at them. So this was about romance, but why research it? Then it came to him, maybe Miz wasn't the romantic type, after all he did once admit to Dib that he wasn't sure of his own sexuality yet.

So maybe he was still thinking about dating him, but that didn't explain away the fact that he had plans tonight with someone else! "What are you up to?" He wondered out loud.

Meanwhile Peg and Gaz slowly creeped into the library only to see Dib standing alone, something bumps into Gaz's foot as they stop.

"It's a romance novel." Peg said as she picked it up.

Gaz nodded as she eyed the pile of similar books on the table in front of Dib.

Peg soon notices it too. "So he's researching romance."

"Well at least he knows he's clueless." Gaz joked. "But these cheesy things won't help."

"No…" Peg agreed. "But maybe we can."

(Back with Zim...)

[After Final Bell...]

Zim creeped out of his 7th period class cautiously. He had spent all day avoiding the Dib in a desperate attempt to figure out his next move only to realize he had no idea what to do.

'The child's bound to expect me now.' He thought to himself as he briskly walked down the hall. The final bell had just rang, and Zim had only seconds to disappear before…

"Miz!"

Too late!

Zim goes to blot, but Dib cuts him off. "No you are not running from me until you tell me what is going on!"

"Nothing is going on Dib." Miz insisted. "I've just been busy, I have a lot on my mind."

"Busy?" Dib snapped. "Busy with what? This!" He held up a romance book from the library and Miz snatched it away from him.

"It's not what you think." Miz assured him.

"Oh then what is it?" Dib challenged? "You avoid me ALL DAY, and now this. Miz if there is someone else just tell me!"

"Someone else?" Miz gives him a confused looked, but before he can further question Dib his cell phone rings. "Sorry I have to take this." He told him, and races off while answering. But he's just close enough for Dib to hear his opening line. "I thought I told you to never call me during school…"

Dib's eyes narrowed. "What are you up to?" he asked out loud, clenching his fist. He just had to know, and he would. He would find the truth to this mystery weather their friendship survived it or not!

(Back at Zim's place...)

"One more house." A lady assured herself as she approached a nice newer looking home. If she remember correctly this home belonged to the Richards, a nice family who just moved into town. The lady smiled as she clutched her Avon bag hopefully. 'Maybe the lady of the house hasn't found a place to buy make up yet.'

She knocks on the door confidently and soon it opens.

"Welcome home, son!" A man exclaimed as he opened the door.

The Avon Lady blinked in surprise at this unusual man at the front door, sure he looked normal enough, but he had a crazy look in his eyes. "Oh, uh…heh- is the lady of the house in?" She asked.

A woman who she assumed was Mrs. Richards quickly appeared in the doorway. "That's me! I am house lady, brush your teeth!" She proclaimed.

GIR, in his doggy disguise, walked by the open door humming a tune. He caught sight of the bag of make-up which says "Take Make-up" and stared intently at it. "Oooh" He said to himself.

The Avon lady cleared her throat. "I'm selling make-up and I just know you'll find something great in-"

She didn't get to finish for just the Mrs. Richards jumped on her, demanding she brush her teeth as she held a toothbrush up. "I said brush your teeth!"

Meanwhile Zim is rushing home as he continues to speak on the phone. "What do you mean the robo parents might be malfunctioning?" He exclaimed only to see for himself as he arrived at his drive way.

FWOOMP!

Zim grunts as a frantic door to door sales lady bumps into him in a frantic attempt to get away. "Please I'm sorry I just wanted to sale some make up!" She cried as she ran for her life with Gir following close behind her. "No, wait! Come back! I need stuff!" he yelled.

Zim face palmed in utter defeat. "Just my luck…" he whispered. "Well at least the Swollen Eyeballs aren't watching. "Computer radio in on Gir's disguise from Earth's Satellite and turn him invisible or something, I already have enough to deal with and I can't have him exposing us again!" he said as he stormed into the house while his two parent decoys backed up a bit to let him in. He was baring his teeth, eyes glistening with annoyance.

"Welcome home, son!" The Father Decoy spoke just before it walked backward and rammed into a wall.

The Mother Decoy held up a bag of flour. "You want some dinner, sweetheart?"

She promptly poured it all over him. Groaning, Zim wiped it off as he headed to the couch.

"What am I going to do? I only have a few hours before this…parent-teacher thing." He thought to himself. He looked over at the decoys to see that the "mom" was poking "dad" with a wooden spoon.

Zim slapped his face and pulled it down slightly. "The robo parents are infected with Gir's malfunctioning data, and it could take hours to re-program them."

"Not to mention there is no guarantee we'll be able to erase all the corrupt data." The computer added. "I did my best to contain them, but they were out of my reach once they entered the main floor."

Zim shook his head. "We have no choice but to download the basics for now and hope no one notices. GIR!" He shouts.

An invisible figure quickly zoomed into the room as make-up items scatter around him. Then suddenly Gir appears out of nowhere as the computer makes him visible again.

Zim groans as he sees that Gir had succeeded and jacked the Avon Lady because he looks like a small puppy with lipstick around his mouth and eye-shadow underneath his eyes.

He saluted his master. "Yes sir!" he said.

"GIR, we have to reprogram the parents to learn human social behavior if they are to join me for parent teacher night!" Zim told him. "To the LAB! And this time don't touch anything!" he demanded.

"Okay dokey!" Gir agreed, not that his obedience would help him much now, Zim shook his head as he entered the lab, everything was fried. "It will take days for me to fix all of this!" he shouted.

"Repairs are already in the works." The brain assured him. "I was able to fix the robo parents charging/downloading chairs, but I cannot be sure that there is no corrupted data still hidden on the somewhere."

"It'll have to do." Zim said as he turned on several large TV's which were hooked up to dozens of wires, he turns them one as the computer hooks all the TVs up to the recliners which the robo parents sit down and their memory banks are instantly wiped.

"Luckily I have a backup data disk." Zim said as he placed the disk into the DVD player. He then turns on the TVs and serval different shows began to play.

GIR, who is still in disguise, saw a show playing on one of the screens. "Ooh! This is my favorite show!" he said. Then he saw a TV show that was an old Warner Bros cartoon. "Wait, no, this is my favorite show!" He said. Then he walked back to the other TV. "Look! It's my favorite show!" Then GIR hugged the TV that was playing the Scary Monkey Show. "I love this show." He squeaked out.

Zim shook his head and pulled him away. "No, GIR! The robot parents must have their data re-downloaded into their memory banks." He explained. He changes the channel angrily. And all the TVs started playing the DVD. "Unfortunately they'll probably only get through the basics before tonight's event."

GIR nestled his head on the floor, ignoring the tape and trying to fall asleep.

Suddenly the phone rings upstairs. "I don't have time for this!" Zim declared as he ran for the elevator, but not before issuing one last command. "Make sure they watch as much of the video as possible GIR. The fate of our mission depends on it!"

Gir yawned as he looked at all the screens. They displayed a mom and a dad showing off their son.

"We sure are proud of our little boy!" The mother said, putting her arms on a child's shoulders.

"We sure are!" The father said, nodding.

GIR blinked for a few moments, as if something inside of him was…responding to the tape. But then the need to watch TV swelled up and he took out the TV remote.

CA-CLICK!

And suddenly several different shows appeared once more.

"Are you plagued by grass stains?"

"I like burritos... but they sure don't like me!"

"Who does your hair?"

"We now return to our movie in progress…Kung Fu Theater's POKE OF DOOOOM!"

GIR squeaked happily. "I love this show…"

Meanwhile Zim raced for the phone in the Livingroom and answered it just in time.

"Hello?"

"Miz it's me." Gaz said as he answered.

"Gaz?" Zim asked. "Now is not the best of time." He said going to hang up.

"Wait." Gaz said. "I know what you're up to."

Zim froze. "You do?"

"Uh yeah it's so obvious!" Peg's voice said in the background.

"Am I on speaker?" Zim demanded.

"No." Gaz said just as Peg said.

"Yes."

"Unbelievable." Zim hissed. "I'm hanging up."

"Miz it's okay to be frustrated." Peg cut in.

"Yeah my brother is stupid." Gaz told him.

"Wait what?" Zim asked.

"Look Miz it's obvious that you're trying to flirt with Dib." Peg said.

Zim froze, Oh that's what they were talking about. "You mean it's obvious to everyone but him!" He snapped. "I tried flirting my way." He said, "being honest, and nothing!"

"Oh so that's why you were researching the novels." Peg said. "Not your thing though hu?"

"No way, those made it even more confusing!" Zim snapped.

"There is nothing confusing about love." Peg assured him. "You're doing it right, honest. I mean you're a bit of a jerk, but according to Dib's dating history he seems to like jerks."

"Then what am I doing wrong?" Zim demanded to know.

"Nothing." Peg said. "Dib is just blind."

"And stupid." Gaz added again.

"So what you're saying is it's hopeless." Zim snapped.

"No what I'm saying is you need to stop beating around the bush and just tell him how you feel." Peg said.

"I'm…I'm not sure I can." Zim admitted.

"Then do what I did." Peg said.

"Which was?" Zim asked.

"You kiss him Duh." Peg said as if it was obvious.

Kiss…Dib…Kiss his mortal enemy…who happened to be a child who was over a century younger then him. Seriously why had he just now thought of this? Of course he'd have to kiss him, and be all touchy feely if they started dating.

The question was could he do it?

He was about to find out!

Chapter End Notes

Thanks for reading the next chapter will be up soon.

Until then this is...

Emily signing off :)