I've decided that there were a few loose ends that needed to be tied up with this fic, but that I didn't want to write another chapter and let the story be infinitely long. The solution was to write an epilogue explaining a few things, and this is that epilogue. I will probably end up writing a prologue, explaining how and why Zim and Gaz started dating in the first place, because it was pointed out to me that it was kinda confusing how it started.
Skezic, there is no real reason that this is named Taco Fic, just that when I named it I was really hungry, and I really wanted tacos, none of which were to be found in the hellhole of a skool that I go to.
Disclaimer: If you haven't read the disclaimers up to this point, you must be a brain-dead monkey, but here goes one more time for you resource-sucking parasites who don't already know: I, Tacomaster, do not own rights to anything Invader Zim related, or I would not have to write fanfic and I would be rolling in gold. As it stands, I am poor and I do have to write fanfic to get the characters to do what I want. Got that? No suing me for the little money I do possess.
Epilogue (Two Weeks Later)
GAME OVER---YOU LOSE! The words flashed across Zim's Gameslave screen. "I beat you again, Zim. What do you have to say to that?"
"I still think that it's just luck. The great ZIM will triumph and make slaves of you pitiful hyooomans!"
"Riiiight. Remember our deals? I'm hungry."
"Just one more try?"
"Fine, but then we go." Since I beat the shit out of Dib and doomed the planet two weeks ago, Zim and I have a couple of deals going. He wanted to teach him to play Gameslave for when the Armada arrived, but I said that the only way that was going to happen was if he swore not to mention anything of the conquest of Earth and the subsequent enslavement of mankind, or refer to me as Earth Monkey, stinkbeast, etc. He wouldn't allow that unless I would be his girlfriend so he 'could appear as a normal worm-baby'. At this point I demanded Bloaty's pizza for whenever I got tired of killing him gaming, and he agreed, saying that we could pretend it was a date to appear more normal. The first thing I taught him about gaming was that exploiting an opponent's weakness is good, but taking advantage of opponents themself isn't. This led to the final agreement, that he wouldn't use the hair I gave him unless necessary, and I wouldn't tell Dib, because Irken invaders don't show weakness.
Three minutes later, Zim went down to my superior skills yet again. "OK Zim, let's go. Now."
"Nooooo, I will not take defeat at the hands of a miserable human."
I fixed him with my death glare, which usually works when he's not cooperating. Today was no exception.
"Ahhhh, maybe I will defeat you after we consume this… pizza."
"No, after we eat we're going to help your mission."
"Eh? How's that again, stinkbeast?"
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, uuuhhh, I mean of course, Gaz. How are we going to help my mission?"
Zim had realized early on that he needed me more than I needed him, and was usually careful not to evoke my wrath.
"We're going to help your mission by taking out, or at least severely weakening, your main obstacle."
"Trash Gir?"
"No, we're going to visit Dib. In the hospital."
"I thought that he had died already."
"No, the doctors are baffled by that. He's actually recovering faster than they thought was possible, mainly because he feels it's his duty to 'prevent the genetic takeover'. So we're gonna visit him."
"!"
"Zim, do you have time to create some special flowers to bring with, to brighten up his room?"
"Are you insane, worm baby! Bring Dib flowers!"
"I am not insane. Dib seeing us together should be a severe shock to his system. Add that with the flowers that you're bringing, the flowers that will undetectably damage his immune system beyond repair, and we should be in good shape."
Now that you've finished this, and you've all reviewed it, you should all go and read my other fic, and review it because only one or two people have, and it's even better written than this one. Oh, and btw, I will probably write a sequel to Taco Fic, because I can think of a whole other direction that I can go with this, but it wouldn't quite fit here. But only if anyone's gonna read it.
