Yaaaay second chapter, please read and review!

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Dib walked home happily, glad that skool was over. Gaz was next to him playing her Game Slave 4.

"So Gaz how was your day?" Dib asked.

Gaz replied with an annoyed grunt and mumbled "Not now Dib I must see the SUPER MUTANT VAMPIRE PIGGY!"

One day, Dib thought, that game would drive his little sister insane. If that hasn't already happened of course.

"Dad! We're home!" Dib yelled as his ran up the stairs to his room.

"Welcome home kids! Welcome home kids! Welcome home kids! Welcome home kids!" said a broken floating video monitor with Dr. Membrane's face on it. Gaz kicked it and it stopped repeating itself.

Dib didn't notice this however for he was upstairs in his room.

Torn pages from UFO zines lined the four walls that surrounded the bed Dib was laying on. He had his laptop in front of him. The laptop screen was spilt into four sections. Three of them were just static but the one in the top right hand corner had a blurry picture from a video camera in it.

Dib smiled to him he remembered the day he planted the four cameras in Zim's underground lab. Zim found out though, but could only find three. He destroyed the ones he had found. It didn't matter, there was still one Zim didn't know about.

That's how Dib was able to foil all of Zim's plans. The camera had been there since the last year of elementary skool and every time Zim told his robot sidekick his evil plan to rule the world Dib heard it and was right there messing it up. OF course after so many years of service the camera picture was pretty screwed up, but the microphone worked fine.

"Now GIR," Dib ears perked up as he heard the voice come from the laptop. "I want you to listen very carefully ok?"

"oKK!" the hyper robot squeaked

"I have come up with yet another BRILLIANT PLAN TO RULE THE HUMANS! It involves-" started Zim

"What?" Interrupted GIR.

"I said I, ZIM, as come up with-"

"What?" Repeated GIR loudly.

"My plan-"

"What?"

"Rule the-"

"What?"

"BE QUIET GIR! I'M TRYING TO TELL YOU SOMETHING! Now this is my plan..."

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Zim narrowed his eyes at his annoying robot GIR. "BE QUIET GIR! I'M TRYING YOU TELL YOU SOMETHING! Now this is my plan."

Zim walked over to a large monitor and typed something into it. The Monitor lit up and a picture of the skool cafeteria could be seen.

"Today in human skool," Zim explained to GIR. "I had an amazing idea! The Teacher human Peel was going on about GERMS! You may remember the incident we had with the earth's germs a while back, but only now do I realize the powers they have! A human sick just because of a creature so small that they can't even see it! It's PATHETIC! But useful to our upcoming invasion. If we can somehow contaminate their lunch with germs and make them sick they will be too weak to resist an invasion! First the High Skool Cafeteria.. than THE WORLD! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahaa eh.... that plan sounded better this morning... Oh well MUHAHHAHAHHAA!"

"Now GIR! I have much work to do! Computer take me to work station five!"

A robot hand came out of the ceiling and grabbed Zim. Than it threw him down a passageway in front of a door labeled 'Work Station 5'. Zim stood up dusted himself off and walked through the doorway.

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Dib dashed down the stairs fully equipped with alien prevention devices he had ordered from Crop Circles Magazine. "Gaz! Gotta go... SAVE... MANKIND!" He ran towards the door and reached for the knob but something stopped him. "Lettgo!!" Dib shouted.

"And were do you think you are going son?"

"Dad?!" But before he could say anymore his Dad lifted him by his black trench coat and put him on a chair in the living room.

"Dib, we have to talk..." started Mr. Membrane as he took a seat across from Dib.

"But Dad! ZIM-"

"That's what we did to talk about son." He interrupted. "I afraid this zim alien thing has got to stop. I think you are losing your mind! Why don't you study a REAL science, instead of this para-nonsense."

"It's NOT nonsense Dad!" Dib cried "I have proof!-"

"Don't start Dib. You've been doing this since you were able to talk! I don't know were I went wrong! Both of my children are insane! Gaz never stops playing that damned video game and you... you with your talk of aliens and ghosts and big-foot! It's an embarrassment! I am the one of the greatest scientists in the world and look at what my descendents have become, a goth and a UFO freak!"

Dib couldn't believe what he was hearing. It sounded like his Dad had been waiting to say that for a long time.

His disbelief quickly turned to anger "How can you talk about your own children like that?"

"Go to your room... now. I will hear no more of this."

Dib narrowed his eyes and clutched his fists, but he did as he was told. He ran up the stairs and locked himself in his room.

Dib sat on the floor head in hands thinking. Maybe he was insane. Enough people had told him that. He could deal with the kids at skool who called him Mulder or freak and threw things at him during class. He didn't care about them, they could say all they wanted and it didn't hurt him. Gaz was the only person he considered a friend. But now his own father had called him a freak. Maybe he was a freak.

No, he stopped himself, he wasn't a freak that's just what them wanted him to think. Dib grabbed his stuff and opened the window. He climbed down the tree next to the house and sprinted towards Zim's house.