FOOSH. Whoa! I started this chapter two days after I posted the last one! How considerate and quick-ish of me. :)

Yes... I think I WILL label the Zims. It would make things easier... how about, we make Rebel Zim, Zimm? Yes, that would be so much easier. And Dib, Dibb. And Gaz, Gazz.

Get it? Got it? Spiffy. [i]Moose...[/i] I wonder if these buttons add italics and such... Hmmm...

Thanks to all the reviewers... you get some more shnacks! -flings chips and dip at reviewers-

Nikki, you MUST write a fic. Think about the poor people, who are deprived of your writings. O.O I shall help your self-esteem: NIKKI, YOU ARE A SMART, FUNNY, ORIGINAL, AND SLIGHTLY DERANGED SMEET-THINGEH. There, didn't that make ya feel better?

Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim. Don't rub it in!!! ;-; I swear, that is the whole point of these disclaimers! To STIFLE our DREAMS. I own Zim in my dreams. And I can dream, can't I? :D

On with the fic!!! O.O

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Chapter Ten:

A tense silence filled the atmosphere as everyone looked at Gaz and at Rei, who was rubbing her hand, wincing painfully. After a few awkward moments, Rin cleared her throat, looked around, and yawned.

"Well, that's it for me! I'm beat. Nap time... bye bye, grapefruits."

Zimm ((A/N: Remember, we changed the spelling!)), Rei and Purple watched as she walked to the kitchen and lowered herself into the stove. After a moment, Purple looked at Zimm and Rei.

"Have any idea where she got, 'grapefruit' from?"

Zimm shook his head lightly, and Rei turned her attention to Gaz.

"So, I take it you are Gaz?"

She nodded, and continued playing her game.

Rei looked at the other two unconcious figures on the couch. No one had payed any attention to them yet, as they where unconcious, and therefore where no threat. But now Rei walked over to them, and leaned in to inspect them.

Her eyes widened significantly as she looked from Gaz to Gazz, and from Dib to Dibb. "You look... like... whoa, are you two related?"

Gaz growled and pushed pause on her game. "If you don't shut up NOW, I will make you hurt."

Rei gulped lightly, and backed away. Meanwhile, Dib got up and walked to the other two kids. He looked at them suspiciously, eyes wide open as more and more details of his memories trickled back. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he whirled around and pointed at Zim and Zimm.

"I get it! You two are the same, only from different dimensions!" he turned to look at Dibb and Gazz again, examining them closely. He stared in awe at himself, and thought, awed, 'This is who I could've been...'

He turned to Gazz and stared skeptically. Her blond hair was a bit disheveled, and her makeup was smeared. Dib looked at Gaz, and then at Gazz. He sighed lightly to himself, and sat back down on the couch, an air of resigned confusion about him.

Zim looked at his doppleganger and asked, "Aren't you going to LET ME GO!?!"

Zimm looked at him, one eyebrow raised. After surveying him skeptically for a few moments, he turned to Rei. "What do you think, my lovely mate?"

Zim spazzed a bit at this, and made little sicky noises. "Ew, ick, icky ick nyeeeh, yaaagh, ow, meep, fweee... ugh."

Rei grinned at Zimm furtively, and then turned to Zim. "Well... I guess we could release him. But still..." she leaned in to whisper to Zimm, "I still don't trust him much. He IS in the Irken Military... So, I think we should give him the more secure spare room. Locked. I mean, it's not like he can escape, is it? He cannot go outside, or do anything, he relies on us. "

Zim's face fell, as he realized she was right. He had to stay here. He could not go outside, he didn't know anything about it here, and his disguise.... his disguise! He looked up and searched around for it, and his face fell even more when he saw the wig and contacts safely in Purple's arms. He smirked at Zim, and put them high up a shelf in the kitchen.

Zim looked down hopelessly. 'What now?' he thought to himself. He had to get back... he just had to. But how? He'd have to build another polydimensional transport device. He sighed and pondered his dilemma, but was suddenly interrupted by Rei grabbing a piece of the tape that encased him, and pulling him up with it.

Zim wobbled a bit, and regained his balance. He looked questioningly at everyone.

Zimm yawned loudly and turned to Purple. "Escort our visitors to their quarters. Me and Rei are gonna go rest now."

Purple nodded as Zimm took Rei's arm and they both climbed into the doors under the sink. A soft whooshing sound was heard as the elevator inside there lowered, and Purple turned to Zim, Dib and Gaz.

Zim stared back skeptically at his Tallest. It was odd seeing him like this. This whole place filled him with a sickening sense of surrealism, as if nothing could be trusted, as if all was a dream, a product of a deranged mind. He did not like it here, no, no, no...

Purple walked over to Zim and grabbed the tape. He swiftly pulled it off, mercilessly ripping the sticky substance off Zim, and even though his uniform covered all his skin up, he still winced lightly as Purple freed him. Purple tore pieces of tape off, until all that was left was a piece around his hands. The tape had pulled off a bit of the fabric of Zim's uniform, and he had small rips and tears on his sleeves, gloves, and a few on his shirt and pants.

Purple glared at Zim. "Stay here." he commanded. Zim nodded, and watched as Purple grabbed Dib's hand and Gaz's shoulder, and led them to the cupboard. He opened the small door, and turned the handle. The cupboard opening expanded significantly, and Purple pushed Dib in and Gaz in. "This is where you will be staying. There's some food in that cupboard, and some drinks. You can watch the TV if you want."

Purple stepped out and bid them good night. After he had closed the cupboard, he turned to Zim.

Purple grabbed Zim's tape cuffs, and led him to the kitchen as well. He opened the microwave, and pushed some buttons, which caused it to expand to a large portal. Purple pushed Zim in, and followed. Zim gasped as he found himself stepping into a large, spacious room. He blinked in shock, marveling silently at the idea that such a large area could be hidden behind a common human microwave.

"All right then." Purple said. "There are some snacks right here, in this cupboard, and a pack of sodas. Two flavors, cherry, or orange! This here is your bed, and we have this television here. It is protected by very strong, clear plastic, so don't think about trying to get to it so you can tweak it and use it as a communications device. You will use a remote to change the channel. Any questions?"

Zim stared up at him, disappointed that his idea about the television being used as a communication device had been anticipated. He shook his head.

"Good." Purple said. "Now, try and get some sleep. Tomorrow, we'll see what to do to get you out of here as soon as possible."

Zim lifted his hand.

Purple stared at him and sighed. "What is it?"

Zim saluted and wiggled his antenna in respect, which caused Purple to wince lightly. Zim looked up at him and spoke. "I don't need sleep."

Purple blinked down at him. "What do you mean?"

"Sleep is not programmed into modern Irken ID PAKs. It is unnecessary because we Irkens are SUPERIOR." Zim responded, not being able to stifle the gloating tone he used.

"So do something else." Purple said, slightly annoyed now.

Zim nodded and saluted again. "Yes, Your Tallness."

Purple growled irritatedly, and turned to Zim. "Listen up, shrimp! I am not your tallest! I am Purple! Call me Purple, I do not want you to call me that!"

Zim gazed at him, unfazed. "But why, Tall One?"

Purple winced and glared at Zim. "By order of your Tallest, do not call me that anymore!!"

Zim grinned happily and saluted. "Yes, Purple, sir!"

Purple sighed and walked over to Zim. He removed the remaning bit of tape which bound his hands. "Good." he said. "Now I have to go see to the other two humans. Try not to disturb anyone in your insomniac... ness...."

Zim nodded, and sat on the bed, as Purple stepped out of the microwave and returned it to normal. Zim stood up, and walked over to the opening, which was now around the size of half his head.

"Ingenious!" he muttered as he gazed out the microwave door.

"Truly ingenious!"

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Meanwhile, Purple had gone over to the couch to see to the other two humans. He stopped and stared in alarm, as he saw the female begin to shift. She sat up slowly and rubbed her eyes, grumbling incoherently under her breath.

Gazz opened her eyes and looked around. She saw Purple, standing there looking at her, and screamed.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew eeeeeeeewwwww!!! Get away, you bug-thing! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Purple clutched his antenna and walked over to her and hit her over the head soundly. Apparently, she was not affected, as she continued with her frenzied screaming. Gazz was now sobbing.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! That hu-u-u-urt!!!!!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!" she stopped there, and curled up on the floor crying. All her yelling had, of course, awoken her brother, and he shifted a bit before he turned around and looked at Gazz. He immediately sat up and leaned over to her.

"Gazz! Gazz! What's wrong?" he suddenly looked up at Purple and paled until his lightly tanned skin resembled Dib's pale skin. He stood up and glared at Purple.

"Stand back now! I'm warning you! Away with thee! I won't take you to my leader, Martian!"

Purple rubbed his head unhappily. 'It's late. Too late for this. I'm so tired...' He was interrupted in his musings as he felt the human boy begin to hit him over and over again. Dibb twacked Purple's legs soundly.

"Take that! And THAT! Take THIS, alien monster!"

Purple glared down at Dibb and picked him up by the head. Dibb kicked his legs in the air frantically.

"Put me down! You're just to afraid to fight me, aren't ya? Put... me... down!!!"

Purple smirked, and turned Dibb over, holding him by his feet.

"As you wish." he said, and he let him go. Dibb's head hit the floor, and he fell over, knocked out. Purple looked at Gazz, who had fallen still and was staring at Dibb in disbelief. He walked over to her, and twacked her head again, knowcking her out as well. He leaned down, and picked both humans up.

"They look like such little angels when they sleep!" he remarked out loud as he stuffed them into the drawers, which contained rooms similar to the one Zim was in.

Everything being done, Purple put the base on Self Defence mode, and went into the refridgerator, to go to his room and sleep. He paused before he closed the door, and looked around. Purple grinned as he looked out the window, and quoted one of his favorite lines from one of his favorite earth books.

"Goodnight, Moon."

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Yay! Purple's favorite book is 'Goodnight, Moon'!

How cute!!! O.O

Disclaimer: I also do not own the book Goodnight Moon. Okay? Yeah....

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