Hey guys! Thanks to the two whole reviews. It was touching, really. Well, maybe not, but I really do appreciate the fact that two of you bothered to read this crap. It's what gets me up in the morning. Or maybe not, but seriously! You guys are great. Thanks a million-and-one.

Anyway, I'm lazy, this chapter is short, stupid, and crap. Constructive criticism is nice, but flames are mean. Don't be mean...I may just be forced to hunt you down if you are.


"Gaz, Gaz! Come here hurry! Look at this!" Dib yelled to his sister as he stared out the window of his bedroom.

"Your head is big!" was all Gaz replied with.

"Why does everyone say that? My head isn't big, is it?" Dib put his hands on his head and felt around a little, "No, seems normal to me…Hey! She got my thinking off course. I have to stay focused on Zim. I know he's up to something. I can smell it."

Dib looked out the window once more where he saw what looked like a squirrel. Though Dib knew better. It was no squirrel, it was one of Zim's little 'projects'. The way the squirrel just stood there in the tree, acting like a squirrel, was a big indication that it couldn't be a squirrel. Or maybe Dib was just insane and it really was a squirrel that really was acting like a squirrel. Since it was, in fact, a squirrel.

"I've caught you in the act, Zim!" Dib yelled as he ran outside and into the street where the squirrel stood.

The squirrel glared at Dib and his big head. It stared and stared, and Dib started to get intimidated.

"W-what if it's planning something...? I-it...could be ready to attack...a squirrel ninja! No!" Dib had a fascination with yelling so he yelled, again.

The squirrel was frightened by Dib's shrieks and it quickly ran out of the street and just in time too, since at that moment a car came by, since they were standing in the street, which is where cars usually drive. So the car hit Dib. While he was in the hospital recuperating he kept talking of the squirrel that had planned his downfall. Now, seeing as how Dib had always been insane, no one paid him any attention and pretty soon when he told his squirrel story, one person or another was able to finish it up for him. Not too soon after that it was turned into a game of sorts. Dib would always start his story that proved his insanity, as did every other story he told, and other people would finish them with their own versions of encounter. Some said Dib was attacked by the squirrel, some said it was actually Count Coa Coa fang that attacked him, and others said it was aliens.

Never say aliens attacked Dib.

Never.

The thought of aliensnamely Zimattacking Dib got him outrageously outraged. Upon hearing people even utter the thought that an alien could outsmart Dib ran chills down his big head and through his entire body.

"Zim will never beat me!"

So Dib and his big head set out to exact revenge on Zim, the Irken invader that was too stupid to know how to invade. What a task that shall be but, then again, it is Dib we're talking about.