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"Likes him?! Are you sure?"

"Yeah! Just look at the way she's lookin' at him!"

"No one likes that freak."

"Well, she does, I know it!"

Shai ignored the whispered comments from the kids at the table next to her and continued staring at ZIM. She then stared at her food, not hungry in the least. Dib, who was sitting next to her, was glancing sideways at her, and Gaz was playing her GameSlave, oblivious.

The date was two days after her arrival at Skool. After one day of trying to hide her affection for ZIM, the news had traveled all over the Skool. From the instant the morning rang that moment, all the kids in Shai's class were passing their newest gossip back and forth. Shai wondered what Dib would think.

Now it was time for recess. The cafeteria emptied out. Shai pushed her sunglasses down onto her nose as she walked out into the hated sunlight. Even behind the black, tinted glass the yellow-orange star's rays made her squint. Shai was suddenly pulled back by a grip on her left shoulder.

Dib was the one who pulled her back. There was no one around them, but from his position in a corner of the fence, ZIM looked at Shai with a confused expression.

"Shai, what's going on?" Dib asked. "They're all saying you like ZIM. Did you forget? He's an alien!"

The girl diverted her gaze from Dib's. "I…I don't know. I just looked at him and I just suddenly had affection for him," Shai muttered.

Dib was silent for a time. Then, he said, "But you're going to help me, right, cousin? If we team up, ZIM can't win! Come on, Shai."

Shai looked Dib in the eye. "I…I will. This is just a little phase, I'm sure." She tried to switch topics. "Now, after Skool, what do you say we work on your new project? The one I saw on your desk?"

Her cousin seemed satisfied with that.

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"Whoa. What the heck is this thing, anyway?" Shai commented as Dib reached for a screwdriver.

Dib grinned. "It's a hovercraft. When ZIM captured me using a holographic projector, I managed to download blueprints of his 'Advanced VootRunner' as he called it. The prints were in some strange…alien-y language, so I had to modify them a bit." He stared down at the meager makings of a hovercraft of some kind.

The girl tossed her sunglasses aside. Here, encompassed by the wonderful glow of machinery, she did not need them. They were in Professor Membrane's lab, since he was out at his lab for the time being. She stared at the blueprints, made a few quick calculations, and worked on the machine for a long time after Dib went to sleep.

Since when Shai went upstairs to sleep, it was nearly three in the morning, she did not see the eyes looking on from the basement window above her…

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Dib woke to the realization that he would probably get in trouble for leaving a big hovercraft in his dad's lab. Stumbling down the stairs, tripping over his own trench coat, Dib stared blankly at the spot where the hovercraft had been just last night. Then, as the facts sunk into his foggy brain…

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! WHAT HAPPENED?!" Dib cried. As he circled the spot where his invention had been. A minute later, Shai was jumping down the stairs. She stared, openmouthed, at the hovercraft-devoid laboratory.

"…Where'd the hovercraft go?" Shai muttered. She then realized with small consolation that a piece of the craft had broken off, as planned for by her.

Walking over to it, Shai surveyed the vehicle. It was red and about as big and similarly shaped as a TIE Fighter from Star Wars. She has been very tired last night; she hadn't had time to think of something exceptionally original. The stubby little wings had two launchers each, both capable of firing super-sharp spears. The windshield of the craft was almost black, for it was designed with her eyes in mind. Shai hated sunlight, obviously.

"Dib, c'mere and look at this," Shai called to her cousin.

He walked over, muttering about failure and the doomed human race. He stared at the red small vehicle thing that was capable of seating two. "What? That? That is just scrap metal. I mean, I didn't make the hovercraft red."

Shai narrowed her eyes and made an impatient noise. "No, Dib. This is an auxillary ship-thing. I made last time after you went to bed. It was programmed to fall off the main ship in case it took off." She paused. "I also set a homing device on the main ship, so we can find the craft now. Get in. I'm flying."

They both climbed in to a glowing deep purple interior that was surprisingly comfy. Shai poked the control and moved some more controls and they launched from an opening panel in the wall. Within moments they were blasting through the sky using a cloaking device, of course.

Dib pointed to the screen displaying the homing beacon's location. "It looks likes it's…whoa…in the desert, like a hundred miles from everyone."

The girl considered this information. "His house is probably too small for two ships, so he's maybe going to disintegrate yours out there into ashes. Let's do it!" She pressed a button and they hurled off at double speed.

"Yes! YES! While we're there, we can take out ZIM… and the Human race will be saved from doom!" Dib shouted with glee.

Shai was silent. Dib failed to notice.

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ZIM was inside Dib's ship, which was pathetic yet rather intriguing. He had deciphered his Advanced VootRunner's schematics and built this. But it would all be a waste once ZIM blew it up out here in this endless stretch of worthless sand.

The ship, which he had heard Dib refer to as a 'hovercraft,' was more than that. It was capable of matching three quarters the speed of the Advanced VootRunner, and that was impressive…for a human stinkbeast. It was completely black. The cockpit had an aquamarine glass shielding it on one side, and black metal surrounding the rest. The interior glowed with shockingly bright green lights. There were ski-like attachments on the bottom for surface-skimming and large jets for cloud-surfing travel. A variation of a satellite dish was positioned on top for a cloaking device. This, of course, could be sliced open with ZIM's equipment for, although this flight technology was derived from the Irken's, it still was a human cloaking shield. The end of the ship seemed to have held something that broken off, but ZIM couldn't remember any of that, so it couldn't be very important.

GIR was inside Dib's machine, trying to get one of the screens to show TV programs, but he was more wrecking the craft than getting the Scary Monkey Show. Since the vehicle was preparing for inevitable doom, it didn't matter. ZIM had brought GIR along because he wanted to help, but he himself had controlled Dib's simplistic ship while also piloted his Advanced VootRunner, which was parked nearby, with his new headset.

ZIM was very proud of his Advanced VootRunner. The glass dome in front of the cockpit was still present, and the insides still ebbed a strange magenta color, but the VootRunner was significantly larger. There was an expansive cargo hold, currently half-full of strange devices – flashing, glowing, and beeping – that were very alien. A large, triangular mirror was positioned on the roof of the cargo bay, shimmering. The mirror was his wonderful holographic projector, useful for confusing Dib like on the other night. Two menacing black cables shifted around, moving freely like snakes from their positions, one on each wall of the outside of the ship. Another piece of Irken technology made even better.

"GIR! Get out of the ship! I am going to destroy it now… MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" ZIM laughed maniacally as they walked from Dib's ship.

"Bye-bye shippy!" GIR called to the black form in the sands.

Then, suddenly, a voice rang out.

"Don't touch my hovercraft, ZIM!"

ZIM's head snapped up to see a red spacecraft streaking towards him, and his excellent eyesight saw through the black glass informed him that both Dib and the girl who 'liked' him, according to the class, were both in the cockpit. The top slid open silently and Dib jumped out. The girl stared in, and knocked his sunglasses onto her nose and watched.

The boy charged ZIM and the alien cringed, but at the last second he leapt on the top of his ship. Dib grabbed a spear – extra ammo for the launcher – and hopped back down onto the sands. Holding the spear with its point facing ZIM, Dib charged again, and his eyes said he wouldn't stop this time.

ZIM was shocked that the human could do something so rash as to rush at him with a pointy stick that he was basically rooted to the spot. The point, Dib, ZIM, everything was rushing on at supersonic speed…GIR just rolling in the sand…

ZIM shut his eyes just as the spear was on a direct route to his squeedily spooch. But there was no pain. Carefully, ZIM opened his eyes and saw something sky blue blocking his view of Dib.

Shai had stopped Dib.

"Shai!" Dib shouted. "What're you doing?!"

The cousin smiled sadly. "I promised myself I would let my heart decide, not my mind. I know you can't understand, Dib, but know that I still have great admiration for you." She spread her arms open wide in front of ZIM in a protective fashion.

Her sky blue hair waved as she used her left foot to kick the spear from Dib's hand. She then jumped up, and did a three hundred and sixty degree spin kick and hit Dib square in the chin. He fell to the ground, unconscious. A flare of shock from her actions flooded her face, but in an instant it was gone.

ZIM said nothing. He turned, grabbed a laser gun, and shot Dib's hovercraft. Setting down the gun, he took one step toward the Advanced VootRunner. Shai heard his voice then.

"Come with me, human," he called. She followed him into the Advanced VootRunner, and GIR jumped into her arms for no reason at all, sand falling from his compartments and tiny little joints. The hovercraft, she saw, was engulfed in flame, but it then turned to ash and was blown away in the wind. The red ship was still intact, waiting for Dib to recover and fly home.

A vicious smile spread across ZIM's face. This human was, he now saw, the relative of Dib. The similarity was uncanny. She had the same brilliance as Dib, and she could be invaluable to his cause.

But they both silently wondered what would happen next.