Yeee, another chapter from me... and i didn't get any feedback on that whole Tallest fic issue! *snifs* Oh well, maybe i just won't write it... probably not until I either finish this or get slapped upside the head with inspiration. nyik. oh well. You know the disclaimer drill, nothing's mine... foo! i can never write original stuff, it's alway fanfiction... but i *like* fanfiction. so there! meeh!!! ^__^; now that that's out of the way...

Warnings: hmm, let's see... slash, slash, and more slash! implied lemony stuff, but nothin explicit... a couple stupid explanations of how I see things in the Zimmy-world, ya don't hafta agree... wait is that even a warning? oh who cares... lots and lots of fluffy and lemony-scented stuff, and in the same vein, a whole lot of ooc-ness... oh yeah, and all the yaoi-ers who think Dib should be gay, I sorry... *snif* don't hate mee! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!! of stuff.. that... might not actually need warnings... and the stuff... that does? oh i don't even care anymore! just read it!! *goes off to sulk*

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Zim yawned sleepily as he stretched, swinging his legs over the side of the couch-chair and sitting up. He'd had the wierdest dream... He had been shot by the gender changing gun because of Gir, and been changed to a female... He trudged to the bathroom and started brushing his teeth, still half-asleep. He looked blearily up at his reflection, then dropped his toothbrush and nearly choked on toothpaste. It HADN'T been a dream after all! She bit down a scream of disbelief, and sighed in resignation. She winced slightly as she did; her shirt was just a little tight now and it was making it hard to breathe. "Elevator, take me to the house level," she said tentatively, stepping onto the elevator. She breathed a sigh of relief as it complied; she'd been worried it wouldn't recognize her voice, changed as it was. She stepped out of the toilet as she arrived, snatching a piece of toast as she headed for her house bedroom to change. She couldn't find any shirts that fit comfortably (as they were all the same) so she just left it off and put her black vest on.

/Gir's been awfully quiet, I should probably check on him,/ she thought, then headed for the living room. Gir was watching one of the really sappy soap operas. She sat with him on the couch and watched absently, chewing silently on her toast, then started actually watching the program. As it progressed, she started getting really into it. Gir had to hand her a tissue when it was over, and she wiped her eyes dry, still sniffling slightly. "Becoming female has made me more emotional, I must be careful to control my reactions better," she said, rubbing her eyes. They hurt slightly, even the water from crying stung a little, making faint burn marks along her cheeks. That was one of the reasons emotions were mostly discouraged on Irk; if their soldiers got all weepy over fallen comrades, they wouldn't be able to see well enough to properly defend themselves in another attack.

"Master? Should I call you Mistress now?" Gir asked, smiling innocently up at her. Zim choked for a second - the question was rather awkward.

"Well, if you want to. You don't have to though..." she said at last. The little robot squealed in joy and gave her a hug. When he finally let go, Zim struggled to breathe easily again. Just as she figured she had her pulse back to normal, the doorbell rang. "Augh!! The doorbell!" she yelped. She scuttled to the door and looked through a little peekhole that opened up in the door. "Oh no, it's Dib.. what'll he say? What's he going to think?" she asked out loud, almost panicky. She opened the door just a little and looked out at Dib. "Yes?" she asked timidly, peering out.

"Hey Zim, I was wondering... you wanna go for pizza or something? I know it's kinda wierd for breakfast, but..." Dib said, stammering a little.

"Um, I can't... I'm sorry..." Zim replied, looking at the ground. "Gir messed up an experiment so I really can't come.." She could feel her cheeks start to burn at the stupidness of the half-lie and the embarrassment of the truth.

"Gir's always messing things up, isn't he? Well, if it's so big you feel like you need to stay home, can I help?" Dib asked, smiling at her. She flushed a deeper red.

"Errm... noo, I don't think so. This is kind of a not good mess up," she said, trying to think up something that would sound good (and dangerous) enough to keep him from wanting to help.

"Oh... okay," he said, shrugging. He looked at her curiously. "Are you sick or something? Your voice sounds funny..." Zim's eyes widened a bit.

"No, no, I'm not sick, just... errr... oh nevermind. I guess I might as well tell you," she said resignedly. "You'd figure it out anyway." Reaching out the door, she grabbed his arm and pulled him inside, slamming the door quickly behind them so nobody could see. "Gir was messing with one of my experiments, and he... er.. well, just look at me!" she yelped, her voice rising with barely controlled hysteria as she flipped the light switch. /Okay, I want OUT of this female body! These stupid emotions are way too strong!/ she thought. Dib just stared at her, his jaw hanging open slightly and his eyes wide in shock. Zim bit her lip and looked at the ground, her eyes starting to burn with tears. /Dib doesn't like me as a girl, what will I do? That stupid gun is still destroyed and I can't reverse the effects!/ she thought, the liquid beginning to overflow and drip down her cheeks. A pale hand drew up under her chin, pushing up gently but insistently. She looked up to see Dib's beautiful amber-brown eyes staring back into hers, filled with warmth and love. His other arm wrapped around her, drawing her nearer to him. He tilted his head down and kissed her lips softly. She looked back at him questioningly. He just grinned.

"I'm not gay so much as completely in love with you, I suppose," he said. "You are different, but just as equally precious and beautiful." Zim's eyes shined with happiness, and he bent down for another kiss. Zim responded with joy and passion, feeling almost as if her very being were on fire. They were lost to the world for a long time after.

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The first thing Zim noticed was the cold, the cold and the warmth. That didn't seem to make sense at all, so she opened an eye slightly. Ah. She was cold because she had no clothes on, just Dib's trenchcoat draped over her. The warmth was explained soon after, as the proprietor of said trenchcoat held her close against his pale, bare skin. She smiled slightly, her memories returning. They had done what the humans called 'making love,' a term she felt was incredibly appropriate. She buried her face in his shoulder, content to just lie there and breathe in his sweet scent. A mix of cocoa and cinnamon, she decided upon, her mind drifting lazily. She nibbled slightly at his neck, smiling when he shivered slightly and opened an eye to look at her. She smiled up at him, staring into his warm amber-brown eyes. Maybe just amber. No, amber-brown. With flecks of gold. Yeaah... She sighed softly in contentment, kissing his bottom lip. "Sleep well?" she asked, grinning.

"Best I ever had," he replied, lifting a hand to stroke her antennae. She shivered in pleasure, and he smiled down at her. "Looks like I found a soft spot," he teased, tracing his fingers lightly over one, the feathery soft touch causing her to shiver even more. He kissed her forehead, then stretched out, yawning. "I'm going to make some coffee, you want some?" he asked, disentangling himself and sitting up.

"Okay, but I don't think I have any. Just cocoa mix," she replied, shrugging, then grinned at him. "It sorta smells like you, you know? Hot cocoa and cinnamony." She was pleased to see him blush slightly, then grin back.

"All right, if there's no coffee we'll go for cocoa," he said, pulling his long blue shirt on. "In the meantime, how about you get cleaned up and dressed?" Zim nodded agreement, pulling Dib's trenchcoat around her. He headed for the kitchen, and she pulled the miscellaneous clothes lying around the room haphazardly into a pile for the computer to take care of. She took the elevator shaft under the table to her regular cleansing room, the cleaning arms in the ceiling of the living room coming out to take care of the messy couch and the clothes pile.

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Dib had put the water on the stove to boil, finding out that Zim didn't actually have a working microwave. Apparently Gir had been messing with it, because the inside was all coated with exploded taquito remnants and the door hung off slightly. He was in search of a bathroom so he could take a shower. He wasn't entirely sure that Zim even *had* a real bathroom, but to his luck, he found one. Discarding his blue shirt, he started up the water and got in, a robot arm whisking the shirt off to the laundry with the other clothes.

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Zim sighed happily as she turned off the gel dispenser. She felt all clean and refreshed as she got out, drying herself off and wrapping a magenta robe around her thin frame. Earth's lower gravity had made it much easier for her to grow taller, but that didn't mean she'd gotten any wider. Her antennae hung lazily back, showing how at ease she was. She took the elevator to the house level, then grinned as she heard the water running. Snatching up an extra robe and some towels, she snuck quietly into the regular bathroom. Her computer had deemed it necessary for maintaining the appearance of normalcy when she arrived, so it had added it in complete with running water. She shuddered a little in distaste, she went in there as little as possible. She perched herself on the sink counter with the towels and robe in her lap, waiting for Dib to finish. She wanted to just jump in with him but she hadn't bathed in paste for a while. Soon the water shut off, and she smiled to herself, pulling Dib's glasses out of reach of his searching hand, handing him a towel instead. She bit back a giggle as he pulled the curtain back, the towel wrapped around the lower half of his body, glaring at the floor in search of his glasses. Zim held them up and asked, "Looking for these?"

"Zim? S'that you?" he asked, blinking at the blurry green and magenta form in front of him. He watched the floor carefully as he made his way over, trying not to trip and fall. "Can I have my glasses back?" he asked, giving her a pouty lip face with big puppy eyes.

"Sure," she said, melting under the gaze of those big beautiful eyes. She hopped down off the counter and put his glasses on him. He caught her wrists and grinned at her.

"Thanks," he said, kissing her forehead and letting her go. She smiled at him, her deep magenta eyes softening as she handed him the black robe and left him to dry his drippy wet hair. On her way through the kitchen, she noticed that the water on the stove was bubbling so she turned off the burner and hunted out a couple of coffee cups only slightly chipped from use and a pair of spoons. Digging around in the small cabinet next to the stove provided her with the cocoa mix, so she went ahead and fixed the cocoa. A pair of black clad arms from behind wrapped around her thin waist as that oh so familiar mop of black hair perched itself on her shoulder.

"Just in time," she said, grinning back at Dib. She sniffed appreciatively, he smelled so good and squeaky clean.

"I see that," he replied, letting her go and taking his cup. He blinked at her questioningly as she sipped hers. "By the way, how do you drink that stuff? It's mostly made of water, and doesn't that burn you?" he asked. She shrugged.

"My insides don't burn from liquids, just my skin in reaction to regular Earth-water. Considering how dirty and polluted most of it is, I'm actually surprised it doesn't burn humans as well," she added, frowning in distaste. "It's probably a reaction to your stupid chemicals." She tapped the water filter on her sink nozzle happily.

"Ah. I see," Dib said, sipping his own cocoa. His stomach rumbled complainingly that it hadn't been fed since last night's bowl of cereal. He grinned sheepishly at Zim. "So, how about that pizza?" he asked, laughing.

"Sure, but I think we better get dressed first," Zim said, laughing too.

"Let's make it an official dinner and a movie date, I hear they have some good movies out," Dib replied, grinning. "And I think you kind of stole my clothes."

"Yeah, they needed to be washed... they should be done soon, but can I steal your shirt for a bit? Mine are all too tight now and while just having my vest is okay for the house, I don't particularly feel like going out with just that on," she said, smiling ruefully.

"Okay, I don't mind... wait, what do I wear?" he asked, having a feeling he already knew the answer.

"You can borrow one of mine for the time being! And don't give me that look," she scolded playfully as he grimaced. "It's just for a little while, I promise."

"Well, I always did say that to know your enemy you had to get into your enemy's clothes, but you aren't exactly an enemy anymore," he said, laughing.

"I should hope not," she replied, grinning at him. "Come on, we'll go see if it fits, though Irk knows you're thin enough." She poked his slender frame playfully, and her wrist beeped twice. "Oh our clothes are done!" she said. "Computer, bring clothing articles to the house level."

"Processing, PROCESSING!" it said, and the clothes were unceremoniously rained down on them from the ceiling.

"Stupid computer," Zim grumbled, picking out the clothes she was to wear. Dib snagged his as well, and they headed off to get dressed.

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Eh, I coulda written more but I got bored with it and let my attention wander (not a good thing to do when you're trying to write) so I totally lost interest in this for the rest of today... or at least for a few hours! *blinks at it* is a lot longer than I originally thought it was... nyik nyik nyik, is decent... besides, you should be happy to get this at all! ^_^;; i reeeeeeeeeeeaally should be working on my artist book, as I have 22 pages to do in about... oh... four days... aiek... o0;; so don't expect much from me until next Friday, kay? kay... hope you enjoyed this! ^_^ more pictures coming as soon as i find my stupid digicam... it's hidden from me for the past two weeks... GR! GR I SAY!! ah well... individuals time!
Bonnie: ^_^ ESP is goood... and I seriously seriously love that movie! It's one of the alltime greatest ever!! ^-^ plus they spoof on E.T.... that's always funny! I like E.T. too, but FotN was so much cooler! I love the little pet he takes home! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!! *blinks at people staring at her* whaaat??
Sen: Randomness is great! Give me your cheese, I have control of Japanese pants!! ^-^ Happy Noodle Boy is so cool... i love his randomness! THE MONKEYS! THE MONKEEYYS!! And penguins are truly skeery sometimes... o0; you only use 1/10 of your brain, the other 9/10s are used to store penguins... PENGUINS I SAY!!
Black Silver: aww, thanks! and don't worry, that isn't the end! there is much to come! SO MUCH!!!
ArmAndLeg: YAY! One and a half plot twists!! I like plot twists... blame my insanity on that crazee demon in my head known as inspiration! IT'S ALL ITS FAULT!! Wheee! I like twisti stuff, insanity is fuuun... Zimmy girl picchas will come soon! ^-^ I love my overactive imagination, it always gives me such nice visuals of what I'm writing... too bad I can't draw any of mah visuals OUT!! GRR! It makes me so mad!! Oh well, you'll all have to settle for mediocre picchas, won'tcha..
invader-jazz: yeeeess... yeeeeeeeeeeeeees.... and she can't seem to control her feminine emotions! Girls are just so much cooler than guys... muahahaaa... not that I'm biased or anything... *twiddles her thumbs, grinning* noo, not mee... heehee!
PRHG: YAY! You talked about the issue!! Now if only others would follow your example... and yes, much much Tallest fun is coming... later... how much later? *stares blankly for a second* i DON'T knooooww!!
Diartemis: Eventually Zim'll be back to her regular male self, but not until many fun and interesting things have happened! *grins and plots evilly*
Thank you all so much for reviewing! ^.^ you've made me a very happy procrastinator, but now I must go work on my art project... I love you all!! YAYY!! ^-^;; and hopefully you won't go all rabid and try to chew me to pieces... eek... cause I won't have the next chapter up for a week or so... myaa... sorry... anyway, peace OUT!!
~*~Celelorien~*~