1 Ch 11:those kind of interactions

Disclaimer: IZ does not belong to me, It belongs to Jhonen Vasquez who commands an army of ninja lawyers who are not to be trifled with. The seagulls haunt me...

Things changed between Dib and Brandy after that night. They would smile and flirt with each other when the teachers weren't looking, and the bullies saw that their method of picking on the two didn't work anymore. When a random kid pushed Dib into Brandy, instead of blushing, Dib laughed. Brandy joined in then stopped. "Get off me, you perv." she said playfully, pushing Dib to the side. The couple's reaction to what the kid just did confused everyone, who were too stupid to piece everything together. The one who was confused the most was Zim. "How come they're back together? I thought my plan worked. Yesterday they were avoiding each other! When did it go wrong? WHEN?" Zim stopped rambling to think. "I know! I'll spy on them! Then I'll find out what happened." And that's just what he does. Oh yes, he followed them to Dib's house where they sat in the kitchen talking over hot chocolate. "You know Dib, I'm kinda grateful for what Zim did." the brunette sipped her now cooled enough to drink hot chocolate. "You are?"

"Yeah. I mean, now that there are no secrets between us, our relationship got stronger. Truly this must have been the opposite of what Zim wanted, don't you think so?" Dib chocked over his cup of hot chocolate. "You know what? I never thought of it that way, our relationship getting stronger I mean." Brandy licked away the choclateyfroth from her upper lip. She smiled. "How long have you got before your supposed to meet up with your friends?" the brunette responded to her lover's question, taking her half-empty mug to the microwave to warm it up. "About an hour, give or take fifteen minutes. Why do you ask?" As soon as Dib polished off his hot chocolate, he leaped from his chair and pounced on Brandy, who spilled the lukewarm contents of her mug all over the two. They landed on the floor. "That gives us plenty of time." the paranormal investigator whispered in his lover's ears. Brandy pushed Dib so that she was on top of him. "You remember what your father said about the kitchen?" The brunette's question made both of them burst into laughter. Brandy stopped to lick the dripping not-so-hot-chocolate from Dib's face. She laid her head on her lover's chest."Now look what you did, Dib. We're both so messy..." Dib, understanding what Brandy was suggesting, smiled. The brunette got of him so that he could lead her to the nearest shower. Zim, who had seen now what I will refer to as the 'hot chocolate incident', was mortified. "Filthy humans and their weird mating rituals." He muttered as he ran back to his base, making a mental note not to spy on those two when they were alone.

You're probably wondering where Gaz was when this was transpiring, no? Well, to make a long story short, she had gone on a quest to obtain the latest Game Slave model, the Game Slave 3 (bet you didn't see that one coming, eh?)when mutant turkeys attacked her. No doubt she was too much for the little buggers, but she was so busy causing them pain AND focusing on the GS3 that by the time she got home, Brandy had already gone and Dib was smiling like a Cheshire cat.

Brandy had made it quite late to the mall to meet her friends by the fountain at the entrance. "Brandy, you made it!" Allison chirped. "Why are you late?"

"And why is your hair wet?" Jennifer asked. Brandy waved a hand. "I'll tell you later. So, how have my three best friends been doing?" Heather raised an eyebrow. "You seem...different since last night. Are you feeling well?" the brunette nodded to her overprotective friend. Allison broke in to the conversation. "So... I guess you and Dib patched things up then?" Trying to contain a giggle, Brandy nodded again. "That's good. Now, LET'S GO SHOPPING!" Jennifer pointed dramatically at the ceiling as random shoppers stared at the four. They spent nearly an hour at that filthy mall, and all was going well, until- "OH NO!" Sitting on a bench surrounded by his jock friends, was Torque Smacky. Instantly, Brandy stomped with her combat boots towards her enemy. "You!(add whip sound effect as the insane brunette points directly at Torque) How did you escape The Dimension of Pure Itching?" The brainless jock shrugged. "Some guy left a spy camera in there. I followed the cable out." Brandy clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "CURSE YOU, CALL ME BLUE STREAK, CURSE YOU!" But then an idea flashed into Brandy's demented mind. "Congratulations, Torque!(throws garland of walnuts over Torque's meaty neck) You have won a permanent vacation!"

"That is so cool. Where?" A dark vortex opens behind the jock as a sadistic smile spreads across Brandy's face like Land o' Lakes butter over a Hawaiian sweet roll(those rolls are so delicious!). "To a world of total nightmare beyond the darkest reaches of imagination." The insane brunette then pushes Torque into the room with the moose. "NO! No no no no no no no no no no-" Brandy waves into the vortex. "Bye Torque! Have a fun time with the walnut-starved moose!"The vortex closes as Torque lets out a sherbet-curdling scream. Yep- sherbet is that horrible when curdled. Allison, Jennifer, and Heather all stand open-mouthed. Brandy goes back to her normal(or as far as anything good and holy allows) self. "C'mon! You'd send him to the room with the Moose to!" Wanting to go to a different subject, "So Brandy, why was your hair wet at the entrance?" Allison asks a question. "Yeah, Brandy, was your hair wet?" Heather suspiciously asks. Just then, a familiar robot in a green doggy suit bound up to the four friends. Brandy gives a sigh of relief, knowing that Gir would distract then from her explanation. Thank goodness for Gir's adorability. "So, Gir, how have you been?" Gir looked like he was about to explode with laughter, for he knew something Brandy's friend's didn't... "Gir? Are you-" but before Jennifer could finish her question, Gir blurted out something that damned Brandy to the mental dimension of embarrassment. "BIG-HEAD AND CRAZY-LADY GET IT ON!"

So much for Gir's adorability. The brunette's face went scarlet as her friends gasped.

"Brandy!"Allison exclaimed. Their friend sat down on the nearest bench(which had already been cleared of frightened jocks)hiding her face in her hands. Jennifer just stood there, open-mouthed. Heather couldn't believe it. "Tell me Gir is lying!"

"You mean that you and Dib-" The now embarrassed brunette held up two fingers, indicating how many times. "When was that?" Brandy looked up at her friends. "Last night, and then two hours ago. I was going to tell you guys...eventually..." she then turned to Gir. "You!(points to Gir) No more trips to Krazy Taco for a month." Allison stared into space. "Was that why your hair was wet?" their friend nodded. A moment passed, and Brandy's friends got over the shock. "What was it like?"

"You two did it in the shower?"

"Did you use protection?"(Brandy's answer: "OF course we did!")

"WHY DO YOU DENY ME TACOS!"

A sea of questions washed over Brandy. Then a question popped up in the brunette's head. "GIR- how did you know about my loss of virginity?" Gir just sat there eating a slushy. "I forgot my rubber piggy and came back for it. You and Big-Head on the couch-"

"OkayOkay! I get the point!" A moment of silence passed between the five beings as Brandy sighed, making a mental note to from now on go to Dib's house for those kind of interactions with Dib. For some random and nonsensical reason, Allison mused "you know what? I always thought Heater was going to be the first of us to lose it..."

(A/N: hahaha! No one can keep a secret in this fan fic! That's because I've cursed the characters! Whenever they find out a secret, they have to tell someone or explode on contact! Neat, huh? Anyway, to those of you who have no idea who Call Me Blue Streak is, he's one of my reviewers. He suggested in the ch 2 review that we put up a surveillance camera there so that random people could watch Torque suffer...he's got it worse in the room with the moose. Only this time I installed an advanced spy camera into the walls so that Torque can't escape by following a cord. Torque vs The Moose! Live on pay-per-view! Watch Torque suffer more for uprooting the brunette's raw fury!)p.s. 2 CMBS- if U R offended by this chapter then look on the bright side- you were cursed in a fan fiction! Yipee!)