"Thanks, Gaz!" Dib huffed as he pressed himself against the door, hoping he weighed enough to keep the stick-like army of Zim's at bay. Gaz raised an eyebrow and shrugged unresponsively. Dib turned slightly to see Zim and his legions standing behind his sister.  With a quick gasp of surprise he relinquished his pressure on the door and stood up straight. 

                "What the -?" 

                "Incoherent Dib-worm! You forget my back door?"
                Dib lowered an eyebrow curiously. 

                "You don't have a back—"

                "Silence! Do not question the mighty statements of Zim!"
                Dib rolled his eyes at the egotism that was his foe, and then once again realized the herd moving towards him at a painfully slow pace. He gulped and took a few steps back, earning an eye roll and "wuss" from Gaz. One of Zim's minions tripped in her attempt to walk and landed flat on her face, which did nothing to stop those behind her from proceeding in their original set path. It could be said that being controlled by Zim makes already stupid worm babies even stupider. Zim began cackling maniacally. 

                "Yes, Dib! Prepare to meet your doom! Doom at the hands of thin dirt worms!"
                The group lurched forward again, now only a few steps from the two children, one of whom raised an eyebrow, pondering the communal IQ of those present.  Gaz still found it hard to be frightened.  With one of the women approaching her and reaching to grab her, Gaz ducked and formed a fist.
                "Wouldn't do that if I were you," she advised.

                The woman continued advancing. Gaz raised an eyebrow simply, taking a step backwards and rolling up her sleeves. She bumped into her brother, who had taken a step back whilst trying to get away from the group. Gaz had just raised her fist, and Dib had just gulped and attempted to look defiant when…

WOOSH!

                The crowd was thrown into the wall, accompanied by a stream of a pale green-y liquid. Zim turned quickly on a heel, face set to a glare before he even saw the culprit. When he did, however, the glare faltered and was replaced by simple confusion. 

                "Tak?"
                Indeed it was. While the Membrane children dug their way out of the pile of people – which was, by the way, quite easy as they all weighed about 80 pounds – Tak grinned superiorly, unstrapping the large cylinder of antidote that had been strapped to her back. A look of sadistic amusement passed over her face, which was covered by her holographic disguise.
                "Yes, Zim. Surprise, surprise," she taunted to her rival, who just stared at her, dumbfounded.
                "But you were floating helplessly in…" he blinked as he remembered the masses of humans in his living room, "…the pool! Yes!"
                Tak raised an eyebrow and let out a curt laugh. "Yes, that's what I wanted you to think."  

                "No one fools the mighty Zim!"
                "Mighty Zim," Tak repeated, tone mocking and exasperated, "Tallest, Zim, don't you realize—"
                She cut short when she noticed once again the gaggle of humans in Zim's 'house'. She gritted her teeth. No, they had to leave. Oh, how sure urged to rush over, knock off Zim's meek disguise, and wring his thin little neck, and drop-kick his short little self out the nearest window. Alas, she could not, for that would most likely raise the attention of those present. Once she got rid of them, however, her revenge – No! Not revenge! – could go on uninterrupted.
                And that's when she got the idea. Looking at all the dazed, confused, thin and terribly hungry women, she drew in a deep breath and took a few stiff strides to the center of the room. In a flash, the room would be occupied only by Dib, Gaz, and the two warring Irkens.
                Tak took a breath, gulped, and squinted her eyes, knowing the crowd would storm out the door, causing somewhat of a large breeze, tossing her navy hair askew.

                "Ahem, may I have your attention, please. There is a buy-one-get-one-free sale currently in affect at McMe…"

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A/N: Yay! I finally updated! BE PROUD. And review. Pleeeaseee review? =D Yeah. This is gonna end soon, probably in the next two or so chapters. Aahhyep. I found this chapter hard to write, though I can't say for sure why. Hopefully the next one wont TAKE SO LONG.