Hi, guys! This is another short chapter from Zim's perspective. I enjoyed writing Zim side of everything a lot, so I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership to any of these characters.

Chapter Three: Zim

"AHAHAHAHA!" I laughed the instant I walked through the front door of my headquarters, GIR joining in as he normally does. "This plan is perfect, GIR! Dib is stuck in the House of Crazy! And as long as I keep antagonizing him, he will be forced to remain there forever! AHAHAHA!"

"Dodeedodeedo," GIR laughed before suddenly stopping. "But what if he doesn't like it there?" He started sniffing. "He'll be all alone."

"I don't care, GIR!" I yelled. "Dib will not interfere with my plans any longer! I just need to figure out how secure the place is so that I can sneak in and bother him in the middle of the night. GIR!"

GIR's blue eyes flashed red, and he hopped off of the couch, saluting me. "Yes, sir."

"Watch the house," I ordered. "I'll be using the telescope to scout out the House of Crazy."

I left GIR alone and moved to the kitchen, opening up the trash can lid and hopping inside. I traveled to my underground lab and ran to the telescope, ripping off my disguise as I went. "Huh. I wonder if it's a good idea to leave GIR up there alone," I muttered, thinking of all of the other times I had left him alone. "I'm sure it'll be fine. I've reinforced everything. It's not like he can break anything."

I activated the telescope and looked through it, scanning the town until I found a building with a sign out front that read "The Crazy House for Boys." There was a van parked outside, and it was surrounded by a fence, but it didn't look all that secure. I could easily break in like I did to return that DVD to the mall.

Us Irkens have eliminated mental issues like insanity. Our PAKs regulate the neurotransmitters in our brains, so we don't have need for a center for the crazies like this anymore. Humans aren't so lucky. "All I have to do is surprise him, get him to scream, and they'll keep him there forever," I said, fisting my hand in excitement and determination. "AHAHAHA!"

My PAK was secure, I had my tools, GIR was locked inside. Everything was in place for tonight. I traveled through the city over the rooftops with the extended, mechanical legs of my PAK. I laughed in anticipation. I couldn't wait to see Dib's face when he screamed. I'd just have to go back every now and then to make him scream some more, and then they'd never let him out of the House of Crazy! I'd be free to conquer this pathetic planet!

After about a half hour, I landed on a roof that was across the street from the Crazy House for Boys. My lips twitched upwards as I climbed down. I rushed across the street and retracted the legs of my PAK once I made it through the building's perimeter fence. I circled the cement building slowly, peering into each window in search of him.

He wasn't on level one, so I brought my PAK's mechanical legs back out and climbed the cement wall to check level two, and then three. Finally, on level three, I found him.

Hope you guys enjoyed that and stick around for chapter four! See y'all next week!