Welcome back, loyal fans. You have remained faithful with the reviews, and I appreciate this. If it weren't for you lovable readers, I wouldn't write. Prepare for delightful trans-dimensional goodness as I, Kaizer Xi, along with my 26 brothers, enter the story. This will give you a peek into the world of my mind. Frightened? Good. Let's begin, shall we?

Zim and Nny landed in a field, filled with pink grain. Zim opened his eyes, being greeted with a black and white spotted worm the size of a schnauzer.

"AHHH! GIANT DEMON WORM! GIANT DEMON WORM!" Zim screamed, blasting it, thus covering the two in green worm goo. Johnny casually drew in the sand, smiling calmly.

"Zim…Why did you do that?"

"Um…I was scared?"

"Oh, that's fine. It's perfectly natural to be afraid of A FUCKING WORM!"

Zim fidgeted ashamedly, that is, until a giant chicken with a horse's head flew over head, covering Nny in a thick gob of spit. He stood there, fighting to not take his anger out on Zim.

"Okay…So where in the Hell are we?" Nny growled, wiping the transparent slime off himself. Zim summoned an orb from his PAK(The back-pack thing. It stands for Protective Automated Knapsack.)

He placed his hand on the orb, a digital read out projecting from it.

DIMENSION 52

Zim stared. "Eh?"

Johnny looked at it.

"Eh?", he said as well. Anyway, they both decided that they should go and find some signs of civilization. They stumbled upon a small town, inhabited by…cheerleaders.

"Oh dear lord, not this! WE ARE IN HELL! AND I KNOW! I'VE BEEN THERE!"

"No, you're in Doomville!" said a little cheerleader, who was presently brushing Johnny's leg with a pom-pom. He screamed in agony, kicking at the miniature-demon. She flew into the air, screaming about school spirit. Johnny rolled into a fetal position, rocking back and forth.

"We'regonnadiewe'regonnadiewe'regonnadie…" Nny chanted, clutching his knees as he rolled back and forth.

"Nonsense! We just-GET OUTTA MY FACE!" Zim shrieked, blasting a cheerleader into oblivion.

"Look, yonder, filthy human! A palace is up on that hill!" he yelled, pointing to a large castle up on the hill in the distance. Johnny ran for dear life, his arms flailing frantically.

They knocked on the big door, lifting the ponderous knocker with some effort. The door practically flew open, knocking them back. They were greeted by a boy, 4'8, wearing a black and white striped tuxedo. Upon his head, was a purple top hat. He wore gloves, a white on his right, and a black on his left. His hair was white, save a purple streak on the side. "Hello Johnny! Zim! How are you? Please do come in." he said casually, bading them welcome. They walked in, not only shocked by the door incident, but the fact that this boy seemingly knew both of their names.

"How…?" Nny asked, a confused look on his face.

"Oh, didn't you know? You're world is a comic, whereas his is a cartoon. Made by the same person, no doubt. Jhonen Vasquez. I have him in the other room, he's joined me in a luncheon. Care to meet him?"

Johnny just stared. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?" he demanded, baring the forgotten electro-blade.

"Just a friend, my boy, just a friend.", he stated simply, walking into the living room, as they blindly followed, almost hypnotized.