Chapter Two: The Skool Dance

"What is this?!" Zim yelled, looking at the drawing. Both Irkens looked at the drawing with shocked eyes. It was Rogue back when she had obeyed the Tallest, before she had met Zim, even before they had her go on half of the "missions" that she did, Greg had made a sketch of her on a training course on Irk.

She remembered that course, in the picture, she was shooting at a combat droid, while two others burned in the background. Rogue was confused, she didn't think she knew Greg, but he seemed to know her. Zim flipped a few pages, and there were another sketch of Rogue, a few more pages, and there was another. On the last page of the sketchbook, there was one last picture of Rogue. She was standing there with a small smirk on her face, and an almost "kind" look. Out of all the pictures, this had the most work put into it.

"I said, what is this, Rogue?" Zim asked again, shaking the sketchbook as if it would come alive and answer his questions.

Rogue shook her head and said, "I… I don't know, I honestly don't remember seeing him at all, of course I don't remember much from back then anyway."

Zim set the book down, and dug through Greg's bag, and picked up the object that Greg was talking to earlier. "And this is…what?"

Rogue looked at it and said, "It looks like a recording device…maybe I can get it to play back." Rogue worked on the recorder for a few minutes, and soon got it working.

"Well, lets hear what it says," Zim asked eagerly.

Rogue pressed the "play" button, and the recording started up:

"Journal Entry 75: I have just recently landed on a small planet called "Earth" and have joined the nearest educational facility. Out of the whole population of this…"Skool"…there are three main subjects I am interested in. There's Dib…a 'human' with an extremely large head. He's always babbling on about aliens or other phenomena. Rogue…now this girl…I swear I've met her before…I get this very odd feeling when I'm around her… And then there's Zim, he's definitely Irken…green skin, no nose or ears…and I've heard all about him.

"Entry 76: "Okay…Zim and Rogue have been watching me all day…I don't think I've done anything to prove that I'm not human…I'm really getting freaked out here." That was all of the entries.

"That was right before Dib got in the way," Rogue said, still confused about the pictures.

"Computer! Scan the town for any other Irken life forms." Zim said, obviously irritated. The computer sighed, and a map of the whole town appeared on the monitor. One blip showed up at a trailer three blocks away. "GIR! COME DOWN HERE!" Zim shouted, and instantly the insane SIR unit was at his feet, holding a rubber moose covered in cheese. "Moosee and I was eating tacos!" The little robot squealed, licking cheese off his face.

Rogue knelt down to the robot, which was grinning from ear to ear. "Gir, we need you to go on a little mission for us, okay? We need you to go spy on someone. He li…"

"SPYYYYY!!!!!" The SIR unit screamed, making Rogue jump back. "SPYING! Just like on TV! James Blond, Double-Oh Zero! Where is he? Where!" Gir was going ballistic.

"GIR!" Zim yelled, covering his "ears".

"YYYYEEEEEESSSS?" Gir asked, once he stopped running into the wall.

"Erm…now pay attention, Gir," Rogue said, praying that he wouldn't go insane again. "He lives right here" she said, pointing at the computer screen. "Now, try not to be seen, alright?"

"OOOKAAAAYYYY!" The robot yelled as he put on his disguise.

A few minutes later:

The little green dog skipped down the sidewalk to the gray trailer three blocks away. It normally would have taken two or three minutes, but with Gir, it took about ten. The robot stopped, looking at the trailer. It was much larger than Zim's base. By some miracle, the robot avoided the complex security system, and climbed up to the window. Gir pressed himself against the window, trying to see in. Gir began recording as Greg walked into the room, carrying a large pile of books.

"HEY! HEEEYY!! DO YOU SEE ME?" DOOO YOOUU?!?" Gir screamed, definitely getting Greg's attention. In fact, Greg didn't even notice the bag of snacks lying on the floor.

"What is tha-" Greg slipped on the snacks, and the pile of books went flying. Landing on his back, he opened his eyes just in time to see the books before they fell on him. A loud crunch and a blast of static were heard, followed by a flash of light. Greg sat up, revealing his true Irken look. He had crystal blue eyes, pale green skin, and had antennae that almost seemed to break at the end, making them hang down loosely. He wore elbow high gloves, and boots that went almost to the top of his legs. He turned his head, and looked at his now sparking Pak.

"Not again!" Greg cried, "That's the third time today!" He glanced at the window, where Gir had pressed himself even harder against the glass, as if he would pop through the window.

"OOoooOOOoo…" Gir yelled, "I SEEE YOU! AALLLL OF YOOOUU!!!"

"Why you little, I'm going to-AAAHHH!" Greg started to run toward the door, but tripped on one of the many books on the floor.

"GIR!" Zim yelled into the radio, "Get back here!" The SIR unit quickly left, and skipped back toward the base.

Back to the lab again…

"Gir,…what did we tell you not to do?" Zim asked, frustrated. They had heard the whole thing over the radio.

"Umm…UMMM… I FORGET!" Gir said, smiling hugely. Rogue however, was not part of the conversation. As Zim ranted on about how to follow orders, she sat on the couch with a headache. She had tried to remember who Greg was, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't come up with anything.

"*sigh* Just give me the tape, Gir." Zim said, knowing it was no use trying to get anything into Gir's head.

"OKAY!" Gir popped open the top of his head, pulling out a video recorder, and handed it to Zim. He then skipped merrily into the kitchen. (oh boy)

"Come on Rogue, let's see what's on this," Zim said. He was exhausted, this Greg fellow was causing them a lot of problems, and he didn't have time for them.

Down in the lab, Rogue hooked their recorder to the view screen, and activated it. They watched it up to the part where the books fell on Greg. When he got up, Zim paused it.

"So that what he really looks like," Zim said at the change in Greg's appearance.

Seeing his face on the computer screen, it suddenly hit Rogue like a ton of bricks. She had seen Greg before, many times to be exact.

Flashback: Rogue's POV

I was in the Irken Training Complex one day. The Tallest had a training room built JUST for me and me alone. All the other rooms where the other soldiers trained were too easy for me…

Compared to my form of training, any other Irken wouldn't last three seconds in what I can go through. It was just like any other day at the complex, except there was somebody watching me this time.

After wasting three combat droids, which was something easy and something I was accustomed to do daily, I walked towards the hall, and there he was. He was a blue-eyed Irken, which was quite an odd eye color for our kind. The look on his face, it told me that he just witnessed what I could do with three top fighting droids in seconds. His jaw was hanging from its hinges, and his eyes were pretty wide with astonishment.

His expression was enough to get a chuckle out of me. I walked away from him, leaving him the way he was…but from then on, I often wondered why someone like him would just walk into the training complex. I could tell by his overall build that he wasn't a fighter, or a soldier.

And to make things weirder…I kept seeing him afterwards, from time to time. It didn't bother me, I knew he wasn't following me or anything. I later found out he worked mostly on the Massive, and that's where I was most of the time as well. He was a scientist, come to found out, working for the Tallest…

Slowly, piece by piece, I started talking to him. It was maybe just two minutes at a time, we were both busy. Then one day, I spotted him at the one of the ship parking areas. He was packing a lot of equipment into his Voot. I asked him where he was heading.

It took him a minute to answer that question. There was something bothering him, but I couldn't guess what it was. He finally told me that he was going on an exploration, and he might be gone for…a very long time.

He sounded sad saying it. I wasn't sure what to say then…but, 'Well…I'll see you whenever then…'

Then I walked away…and left him in the same manner I did on the first time we met.

And ever since, I never saw him again…

End of POV

" WHAT THE (something exploded upstairs) IS HE DOING HERE?!?" Rogue screamed. Zim stood there, slack-jawed, shocked by Rogue's "vocabulary"

"Where did you learn that?" Zim asked, a little stunned. Gir walked up to the two Irkens, carrying something in a bowl.

"I MADE POPCORN FOR THE MOVIE!" Gir wailed, making Zim and Rogue jump. The SIR unit held up a bowl of very burnt popcorn to the two Irkens.

"No thanks Gir…. um…we're…um…not hungry." Zim said, looking slightly greener than normal. Gir looked sadly at his feet and left the lab.

"So, do you know who he is?" Zim asked after Gir had left.

"Yeah, I remember now! He's…" Rogue paused, her antennae twitching, "…someone's here!"

Both Irkens had their disguises on in a flash, in case Dib was here.

"Alright, whoever it is, come out!" Zim yelled, expecting to hear Dib's voice, but instead, someone else was talking.

"I'm not one of those 'humans', and that was your SIR unit that was watching me?" Greg said as he walked out of a shadow.

"What the- HOW DID YOU GET IN?!" Zim yelled, furious.

"Simple." Greg said with a little grin, "I followed your SIR unit here, disabled your security system, and walked right in."

"I thought you were gonna UPGRADE those gnomes," Rogue whispered, glancing at Zim.

"I did." Zim replied in disbelief.

"Well, Rogue…you've changed quite a lot since the last time I ran into you…" Greg said, "…but how did you end up here?"

"WE will be the one's asking the questions here, spy!" Zim said, but Rogue interrupted him.

"He's not a spy, Zim. Just some explorer who ran into me a few times." Rogue said. "He's anything but a threat."

Greg laughed a little. "You guys thought I was a threat? Nah, why would I be? It's not like you did anything that would make them send the armada after you…did you?"

"It just so happens, Greg…" Zim stated, "…that Rogue and I are the ones that blew up the Massive." Instantly, Greg's eyes went wide as saucers.

"What?! H-How? The Massive was practically invincible! Please tell me the Tallest are dead! And also, why?" Greg blurted out, saying most of it in a few seconds. Zim and Rogue were confused by Greg's reaction; they thought they were the only Irkens that hated the Tallest.

"Wait a second!" Zim questioned, trying to make sense of it all, "Why aren't you loyal to the Tallest like all the others?"

"Why?" Greg said, "…because they're the reason I'm here in the first place! They banned me from Irk because I didn't want to change my job on the Massive! I've been living on a drifter colony for the past few years, it's not a nice place to live, trust me."

"You were banned?! When did that happen?" Rogue asked, puzzled.

"Rogue, the last day I saw you, I wasn't leaving on some journey, that was the day they banned me, that's why I wasn't at the convention." Greg said, his head lowered in what almost seemed like shame.

Rogue looked at the Irken she had known for so long, "Then why did you tell me you were leaving instead? Why didn't you tell me the truth?"

Greg's face sank. He sighed and said, "Because…because I was embarrassed, I didn't want to tell you…." Greg voice dropped off, like he still didn't want to talk about it.

"Why would you be embarrassed? What would give you a reason to be..." Rogue took a closer look at Greg and realized there could be one reason that he would be ashamed, and the look on his face said enough. It was a expression she's seen before…on somebody else.

"Rogue…I love you..."

A sudden silence took over the lab. Greg stood there in front of Rogue, with a look of embarrassment on his face. Rogue was, well, stunned to hear those words...from someone else. And Zim...

"...Is this LUV you speak of what I think it is?!" Zim barked in Greg's face. Greg looked back at him and backed off a little from Zim's wrathful appearance. "…IS IT?!"

"What other kind do you think I mean?" Greg answered.

"GIR!! COME!" With that, Gir came running into the lab, smelling like the burned popcorn he made earlier. "GET RID OF THIS!!" Zim points right at Greg.

"...Why? He just get here." Gir answered. Zim snaps himself on the forehead.

"I COMMAND you to KICK HIM OUT!!" Zim repeated, more angry.

"...OK!" Gir waddled over to Greg and started kicking him in the leg.

"...Gir...WHAT are you doing?" Zim said.

"I'm KICKING him!" The SIR replied.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN!!!"

Greg looks down and at with an "ok" look. "...Uh...can you...go away, please?"

"Enough! WHY are you here in the first place!?" Zim shouted. "TELL ME NOW!"

Greg stared at Zim, "I'm a scientist, what do you think I'm doing here?"

"I MEAN THE LOVE!!" Zim exploded.

"I didn't come here just because I loved her...oh, yeah, that." Greg said, finally getting what Zim was trying to say. Gir suddenly appeared with a stick, and started poking Rogue with it, who was still frozen in place.

The poking was enough to get her to come out of it. "...Wha-...Greg...did you say what I thought you..."

Greg looked at Rogue, showing some blushing now. Zim saw this, and that was enough. With a crazy look on his face, he ran over to a nearby button, a big red shiny one, and pressed it hard. A huge vacuum dropped above Greg's head, and he was sucked up and out of the base and onto the sidewalk. Inside, Zim started his evil sounding laugh.

"Wha-...What just happened?" Greg muttered, dazed. Realizing where he was, he quickly activated his disguise. He stood up feeling lightheaded. (After the trip up the tube, you'd be dizzy too)

Just down the sidewalk, Dib was walking down hill, and spotted Greg getting up off the ground. "...Is that...that's that new kid, Greg." He starts walking closer, but then realizes something. "...What's he doing right in front of Zim's house?" The gears started turning. He went right up to Greg from behind.

"...Hey! Wha'cha doing?"

Greg spun around and saw Dib's grinning face. "...You're...Dib, right? The "crazy" one?"

Dib loses the grin and just looks at him with a blank face. "...Yeeeah, that's what people say."

Greg dusts himself off then asks, "So...what do you want?"

Dib thinks before speaking. "...Oh nothing. I was just walking and I saw you here...in front of this freakish house right here...you see it?"

Greg shot an odd look and looked back up at Zim's house. "...Are you feeling ok?"

"I'm fine!" Dib said rather quickly. "I was wondering why you would be hanging near this place. Do you know who LIVES here?"

"...What's your point in asking me this?" Greg asked him with slanted eyes.

Dib gets right in his face. "Are you ONE of them?"

"What?!"

"Aliens! Zim and Rogue! They're ALIENS! To be more specific, they're Irkens." Dib said this with a tone of suspicion.

Greg blinks a few times. ".... You're nuts." He walks away.

"It's the truth!" Dib shouted as Greg left his sight. "Someday, I'll show the world that-" Just then, something hard hit the back of Dib's large head, knocking him to the ground face first. Behind him stood Gaz, with her GS2 in one hand and a rock in another.

"You're doing it again, aren't you?" She said with evil eyes. "No wonder you don't have any friends, you make every kid around here think you're insane."

Dib pulled himself off the ground, and cast his sister his own glare. "It's strange, why would that new kid be hanging around Zim and Rogue's house? Maybe he is one of them. And why am I talking to myself?"

Gaz shrugged, "Whatever," she muttered, walking off. Dib narrowed his eyes, glancing first at Zim's base, then towards where Greg had walked off.

"Maybe I should check up on this new kid…and then I have to work on this talking to myself…thing." Dib said, walking off after Greg.

~Greg quickly let himself into his trailer/base. 'Great,' he thought, 'I finally tell Rogue what I've kept secret for years, only to find out she's taking a liking to Zim, who goes ballistic when I even mention liking her.' He plopped down onto the couch and deactivated his costume. He didn't care, he was to busy thinking. He needed a plan if he wanted Rogue to like him as well.

Dib crept up to the fence by Greg's trailer, making sure to stay out of sight. "If Greg's really an alien, that would mean that there are three of them… that could mean the invasion is starting!" Dib walked up to Greg's window, not thinking that Greg's security system was better than Zim's. A hole quickly opened up under Dib and sent him screaming into the sewers.

"…What was that?" Greg said, lifting his head. Shrugging, he left the room to go think of something.

~The next day at Skool, Zim made sure that Greg didn't come within five feet of Rogue, except in class where he just stared right at him the whole time.

"….And therefore children, it is only a matter of time until the planet freezes over, dooming us even more until our inevitable doom!" Ms. Bitters hissed, "…I deliberately tried to forget to tell you, but the Skool Dance is tonight, and you wretched students are forced to come! Any questions? Good."

The bell for lunch rang a second later, and before anybody could move, Zim was already over by Rogue, almost pulling her towards the door.

"Zim, don't you think you're overdoing it a little? I can take care of myself, you know." Rogue said as they walked out into the hallway. If Zim had even heard her, he didn't show it, he just glared menacingly at Greg as he left the room. Greg looked their way, before turning towards the lunchroom.

Dib followed Greg into the lunchroom, looking down the line, he saw Zim glaring not quite at him, but past him. Dib followed Zim's stare over to Greg.

'…Why is Zim staring at him like that? Last time he did something like that, it was Rogue. …I'm beginning to think that Greg really is an alien, but what I have planned today will prove that for sure!' Dib thought, a grin spreading across his face.

Greg slid his tray onto the table, trying to avoid making eye contact with Zim. Dib sat across the cafeteria with one of his scanners.

"Well, this will prove it once and for all, if Greg is an alien, this scan should show that." Dib said to himself.

"…Your voice is irritating me." Gaz muttered, glaring over at Dib, "You know that thing doesn't even work, it says 'alien' or 'paranormal' to anybody."

"…But that last kid was a Yeti! It does too work!" Dib protested. He pointed the scanner at Greg and hit the start button. Nothing happened. "…the batteries are gone! I put in new batteries five minutes ago!" He looked over at Gaz, who just shrugged.

"…What? Beating the Uber-Piglord is more important than bugging that new kid." Gaz said, turning her attention back to the GS2.

Dib looked frantically around the room, the bell was going to ring in a few minutes, his prime opportunity would be gone! His eyes came to rest upon a power outlet on the wall. He dashed over to the outlet, yanked the cord out of the scanner and plugged it in. He quickly aimed at Greg and started it.

The lights in the cafeteria began to flicker, and then they went dead. This began to happen in the other parts of the Skool. Soon all of the power in the building was out, drawn into the scanner Dib was holding. A beam of red light shot out, soon filling the whole room. It scanned not only Greg, but also everyone in the cafeteria. While nobody else but Dib saw this, Greg, Zim, and Rogue showed up as aliens on the scan.

"I KNEW IT! FOR ONCE THIS THING ACTUALLY WORKED!!" Dib yelled like he had won a marathon. Then, he realized what had happened. "…oops…"

~At recess, Zim continued to keep Greg away from Rogue, but Dib tried another one of his little schemes to unveil Zim, which distracted him enough that Greg managed to talk to her.

"…Hello Rogue…how are you?" Greg said, slowly sitting down next to her.

"What? Oh…I'm fine, I guess." Rogue replied, watching Dib bother Zim to no end.

"…I was…wondering…if you were going to be at that dance tonight. I wanted to know if you would…if you would dance with me…" Greg said, starting to blush again.

Rogue glanced at Greg, "Um, well…Greg, there's one little…" Rogue started to say, but Zim must have gotten rid of Dib, because he charged over and dragged Greg away. Tossing him on the ground, Zim pointed straight at Greg's face, scowling.

"LISTEN to me Greg, Rogue is MINE!! YOU are going to stay away from her, or I will DESTROY you to no end!" Zim hissed.

Dib sat on a bench watching the three. "…Great, now there are three aliens! Imagine what they could be planning." Dib saw Zim 'talking' to Greg, "They're probably arguing over what part of the planer they get!" He said. Gaz was sitting next to Dib and glared at him.

"Why is it that you always say that the new kids are aliens? It gets annoying!" Gaz said, "Why can't you accept the fact that they might have made a friend? I mean, Greg's new, Rogue's…Rogue, and Zim's just stupid."

"The scan never lies, Gaz. And this is also coming from somebody whose best friend is a GameSlave?" Dib said, looking back at the Irkens.

Seething with rage, Gaz stood up, "Fine Dib! You've figured it out, we're all aliens! You're the only human on this planet and we're all here to invade! How are you going to stop us?" Gaz stormed off, playing the GameSlave.

"You didn't have to be sarcastic Gaz!" Dib called to his sister.

~ A few hours were remaining before the Skool dance. At Zim's base, Zim and Rogue were planning to go to this human gathering. Inside in the living room, Zim walked up to Rogue and said flat out,

"Rogue, I want you to stay away from Greg, I don't like him." Zim said, hoping she would listen.

Rogue was listening, but wasn't as worried as he was. "Zim, you're being a bit over protective here."

"He VEXES me!!" Zim shouted out loud.

Rogue could see the worry in Zim's face. "Zim, I love you; you don't have to worry about that. I'm trying to tell Greg that, but you keep getting rid of him before that can happen."

Zim's face changed. "…Okay Rogue, then you will tell him tonight. The sooner he leaves us alone, the better." Zim said walking towards the lab to make more salt solutions.

~At the Membrane's house, Dib had been on hold for the past three hours, he had been trying to contact the army to warn them of the invasion.

"…This is the army…GIVE ME AN ORDER SIR!!!" The operator shouted.

"Finally! Listen, there's an alien invasion coming, we've got to create a global defense system! You've got to listen to me!" Dib pleaded desperately.

"…Okay, alien invasions…you're that crazy Dib kid, right? You've called us about alien invasions twice before, one for…let's see, Zim…and…Rogue?"

"Yes they're BOTH aliens…but another one has landed! There are three of them now! They're INVADING!" Dib said, "I've got proof!"

"…Dib, STOP CALLING US!" The line went dead.

"…Fine then! I'll just…take matters into my own hands!" Dib yelled at the phone, even though no one was there. Hanging up the phone, he ran upstairs to do some planning of his own...

~That evening, the whole student body was crammed into the cafeteria for the dance. For it being a last minute notice, the turnout wasn't so bad.

"I'm going to study this human dance ritual', in order to understand their disgusting habits." Zim said, walking over to the wall. Rogue walked up behind Zim and grabbed his hand.

"Ah, come on Zim, why don't you dance with me once?" Rogue said with a little smile, "…it will make us look more…human. We'd be the only ones not dancing."

Zim didn't like acting like the stink creatures he would soon rule, but Rogue did have a point.

"Okay, I'll 'dance' with you." He agreed, walking her onto the dance floor.

Greg entered the cafeteria soon afterwards. Looking around the room, he saw Zim trying to dance with Rogue. Since both of them didn't seem to know how to dance right, it was quite funny to watch. Greg sat in a chair by the wall and just watched as everyone else went along with the music.

However, Dib was standing right next to his sister not too far off, ready to prove to everyone that aliens existed. He was going to try the old sleep cuffs on Greg. He had nowhere to run, and Dib knew not to make the same mistakes as last time.

"Okay, I'll sneak up as quietly as possible, wait until he's not looking, then put the cuffs on him. I'll just…mess up his Pak, and bingo! We have one captured alien! Then nobody can call me crazy anymore! Wish me luck!" Dib said, a grin spreading across his face.

"Stupid…" Gaz muttered as Dib crept off.

At the end of the longest three minutes of Zim's life, that accursed song finally ceased.

"NOW I will go study the rest of this ridiculous assembly… and if Greg is even here, will you tell him what you were going to say?" Zim said, sounding bored out of his mind.

"Yes Zim, I'll tell him, don't worry about it." Rogue replied, "You're really being over protective, you know…" Zim shrugged and Rogue went looking for Greg.

Greg stared blankly into space, waiting for this dance to end. He wanted to go back to his base, but the doors had locked everyone in.

"…Hey, Greg," Rogue said walking up to him. Greg jumped; he wasn't really expecting to see Rogue here tonight. He started shaking nervously when Rogue sat in the seat next to him.

Dib had crept behind the refreshment stand, he had a dead aim on Greg, and his stealth was about to pay off.

"Listen Greg, I need to talk to you…about Zim and me." Rogue said. Greg looked at her. "…It's just that I…" She started, but Dib cut her short.

"I KNOW YOU'RE AN ALIEN, GREG!!!! YOU, ZIM AND ROGUE!!! THIS IS TO PROVE IT!!" Dib yelled, before lunging at Greg with the sleep cuffs. Greg dodged the insane child, and started to run.

Rogue just stood her ground and let out a small sigh. "…Typically…" She said under her breath.

Gaz glanced up from her GameSlave, "…Reeeal sneaky, Dib…idiot."

Zim's attention shot towards the noise, where he saw Greg running for his life while Dib chased after him. He couldn't help but grin at the sight. 'If the Dib worm actually catches him, I'll be rid of Greg forever! Just this once, that human better win! …Did I just think that?' Zim's face cringed, but he continued to watch the mayhem.

Greg fled all around the cafeteria, dodging people left and right, while Dib ran into a few, knocking them over. 'Has he completely lost it?!' Greg thought while he slid under the snack bar. Dib jumped up, landing on the table and sending food everywhere.

"You can't run forever Greg! I will CATCH you!" Dib yelled, running after Greg, scattering more food as he jumped off. Greg stopped to catch his breath, but it was short lived, Dib dove at him, the cuffs were open, ready to work. Greg ducked, and the cuffs missed, but instead clamped onto the disk table, which went haywire. Disks spat out like bullets, sending people running for cover until the machine broke in a shower of sparks.

Greg ran towards the closest door, but he slipped on some punch that had been spilled. Losing his balance, he ran straight into Rogue, knocking them both down.

"….umm…sorry?" Greg said. Quickly, he got up and pulled Rogue off the floor. He looked over his shoulder and saw Dib regain his footing. "Insane kid-must leave-bye!" Greg said quickly, before running off.

Right at that time, Zim, who was now rolling on the floor laughing, stopped just in time to see Greg and Rogue. Because of the position they were in and the angle where Zim was, to the small invader, it looked like Greg was kissing Rogue…

Zim's mood was replaced with a pure burning feeling of loathing and hatred, his eyes narrowed into thin slits. "That's it…this ends TONIGHT!!" He hissed under his breath.

Greg got out one of the side doors, leaving Dib looking for him.

"Where are you, Greg? Don't think you can just hide from me! You're not going to invade this planet as long as I'm around!" Dib stopped yelling when Gaz slammed his head into a cake on the snack table.

"Congratulations Dib, you've publicly ridiculed me twice today, and destroyed the Skool Dance. You do know I'm going to slaughter you when we get home." Gaz hissed. Dib wiped his glasses off and stared at the mess that was the dance. Everyone was glaring at him like they wanted to kill him.

"…*gulp*" Dib faced the angry crowd, while on the other side of the room, Zim went up to Rogue.

"Come on Rogue…I have…stuff to do…" Zim growled, grabbing Rogue's arm and dragging her off.

"Zim? Where are we going?" Rogue asked, but Zim wouldn't answer her.