Zim waited at the playground, sitting on a bench. He'd decided he was going to fix all of this. He was going to tell LIN he didn't like her, that she wasn't beautiful, that she was ugly. He was going to tell her that he didn't want to have anything to do with her.

Finally, she arrived. He saw her coming up the hill, her brown hair jumping on her shoulders. Her eyes were a sparkling sapphire color, staring towards him. Her pink lips were curled into a smile. He knew this wasn't her real form, but still, it seemed attractive to him. It was less attractive than her real form, but still, he had to admit, she was pretty. He couldn't possibly tell her that she was ugly.

"Hi ZIM!" She said, running up to him and plopping down beside him on the bench.

"Hello."

"I brought you something," she said, holding out a bag.

He took the bag, opened it and looked inside. In it was chocolate chip cookies. "Thank you," he said, closing the bag. "GIR and I will eat them later."

She looked at him, tilting her head. "What's wrong?"

He turned to her, their eyes meeting. His heart raced. "I realize now, LIN, I do like you."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"I'm not sure. It's different."

LIN scooted closer to ZIM and placed her hand on his, still looking into his eyes. "Different is sometimes good."

ZIM leaned forward, closing his eyes, and pressed his lips against LIN's. LIN's eyes fluttered closed and she pressed back. For a second or two, they kissed, then parted, eyes opening. They looked at one another again.

"Would you be my boyfriend, ZIM?"

"I think I might like that."