Tapan: I got soooo many nice reviews, I thought I'd continue!

Torna/sighs/

Tapan: ok, this chapter is longer than the last one and, I think, better put together! So let's get it ON!

Disclaimer: invader Zim is not mine. In fact, Deb and Tam (their female versions) are hardly mine either, so don't sue. I'm a poor poor flower shop girl.

"Amazing." Tam sat in her lab, wide eyed and astonished. "That is quite the ingenious plan to destroying the human."

Zim chuckled. "Yes, I know."

With a little bit of thought, Tam spoke again. "Why don't you jut recreate the dimension transmitting device?"

"Because the one I built before was set to send things to different dimensions randomly. It' could take years for us to get back to the right one."

"Oh." The two irken sat in the lab, thinking.

Before long, they heard a glitched voice shrill happily at the top of his mechanical lungs. Following the scream came GIR, still in his green puppy disguise. The little robot ran around the lab, oblivious to Zim's presence, and the annoyance of his master.

"GIR! Calm down! You're giving me a headache." Tam leaned back in her chair slightly as GIR approached her.

"Awww. Master's in pain!" with that, the top of his head opened up and out came a small aspirin bottle. He then jumped up on Tam and proceeded to dump the bottle on her head. "FEEL BETTER!"

"No! GIR!" Tam screeched as she brush the small tablets off her.

Falling off her lap, GIR turned to see Zim watching them. "HEY! What is you doin' here?"

Zim wasn't too sure how to respond to the little robot, so he simply glared and said, "mind your business."

GIR pouted, then retreated into the small elevator. The door shuts as the elevator goes up.

"Interesting story, Silk Moth." Dark Bootie rubbed his chin, eyes squinting thoughtfully. "And you say this machine is still in your dimension, Mothman?"

Dib nodded.

The silhouette sat back slightly and stayed silent as the two paranormalists watched. After a full minute passed, he leaned close to the screen again, eyeing Dib. "I can't promise will find anything, but I'll see what we can do. Until then, Silk Moth," the screen turned to Deb. "I believe it would be best if you go to your alien friend's base and find out if she can recreate the machine. Let me know what you find." The screen went dead.

"So…"Deb sighed and looked at her companion. "We're going to the base?"

"Unless you have any better ideas."

Dib paused, then shook his head. The two walked out of the room and out of the house.

GIR sat on the couch, disguise free, eating rabbit pellets while watching the scary monkey. Suddenly the doorbell rang. He screamed for a second before walking up to the door. He looked up and smiled widely at the girl standing on his master porch. "Hiya, Mrs. Big Head!"

Deb just glared for a second before picking GIR up by the antennae and moving him carefully out of the way. He simply giggled as she walked passed, Dib following closely behind.

"Is Tam downstairs?"

GIR nodded. "She's down there with her friend, Zimmy. I like Zimmy, he looks fun!" the SIR unit looked over at Dib, innocent blue eyes looking at him happily. "Do you have fun with Zimmy, like master does with Deb big head?"

"Uuuh." A small blush crossed Dib's pale features at the innuendo. GIR smiled innocently.

Deb's eyes widened at the android, a deeper blush stained her cheeks. "Uh! I'll see ya later, GIR." She walked briskly into the kitchen, Dib still following.

GIR ran to her side quickly, seeming to panic. "I WANT GUM!"

Deb sighed and dug through her pocket slightly before pulling out a crushed pack of gum and handing it to the little robot. GIR just shoved the whole thing in his mouth, chewing happily as the two humans opened the refrigerator and walked onto the elevator that lay behind.

"We could burn cats!" Tam's finger pointed to the ceiling for dramatic affect.

Zim cocked a non-existent eyebrow. "What good would that do us?"

Tam lowered her arm and shrugged. "I donno, but it would make me feel better."

The elevator door opened, allowing Deb and a slightly confused Dib to walk out.

/something's not right here. She doesn't sneak around the base./ his thoughts paused. /it's like it's another home to her./

Dib looked over to the two aliens, now out of their disguises. Tam's antennas were longer than Zim's, almost hanging down to her shoulders. The tips curled, much like Tak's, but outward instead of in. here eyes were the same deep crimson as her counterpart, but seemed wider with the lashes that seemed to sprout for the lids.

Dib couldn't deny it. Evil or not, the irkens were beautiful.

"Did you find anything?" Deb flopped down on the floor, looking up at Tam.

Tam shook her head. "It seems they'll be stuck here for a while. Zim said he created the machine to throw him into dimensions randomly, so we need the dimension coordinates before anything else."

"And how do we find that."

Tam froze. "I—um…. don't know."

"Great work, space boy." Dib mumbled darkly, glaring at Zim.

"Hey, if you went alone, we wouldn't be in this problem!"

"Yeah, your right, I'd be in this problem, and I'd come back and kick your ass!"

"What's wrong with right now, Human! Come on, here and now!"

Tam and Deb just watch the two argue, looked at each other and laughed. At the sound, the two boys turned to face them, confused.

"Sorry! Please, continue! You two just look so cute!" Tam smiled at them widely. Deb simply bit back a smirk.

Dib opened his mouth to respond, but abruptly closed it. Zim just glanced back and forth, confused.

Deb chuckled softly before standing. "Well, it's getting late, maybe we should get going."

Tam's antennas perked up slightly. "Wait, Deb. I wanna talk to you first. Privately."

Deb smiled, much to the boys' confusion. "It'll have to wait until tomorrow. I'll see you in Skool, alien scum."

"Bite me, stink-beast." Tam gave a mock glare.

/Ooh, sounds kinky. / Deb had to stop herself from saying the words and instead just smiled and walked into the waiting elevator with Dib following once again.

"Whoooo! YEEEAAAAAH!" Gir stopped running as the refrigerator door opened and the two humans stepped out.

He smiled up at them. "it be raining out! RAINING!" with that, he slammed his face up to the window, looking outside happily.

Dib and Deb frown before the male paranormalist opens the door slowly. The sky was dark (which would make sense being that it's now night.) but had an eerie red tint to it. The raindrops fell in big drops. Thunder rolled loudly in the background.

"Well, isn't this lovely?" Deb sighed and pulled her trench coat over her head before walking out. Dib didn't bother and just ran out into the rain as if he could avoid it if he ran fast enough.

"Bye Mr. And Mrs. Big Head. I'll see ya later!" with that, GIR slammed the door, leaving the two humans to run home.

At the membrane house, a few minutes later, Dib and Deb ran inside, panting and soaking wet. Dib took off his glasses and shook the water off like a dog, spraying it all over Deb. He looked up at the girl, realized what he did and laughed sheepishly. "Sorry."

Deb rolled her eyes slightly before walking upstairs. "I might have some clothes that'll fit you, but there are no promises."

Dib followed the wet girl up to her room, where she pulled out two towels and began digging though her drawer while drying herself off.

After a minute's search, she made a noise of triumph and pulled out a solid black shirt. "It's baggy on me, so it should fit you." She peeked back in the drawer slightly. "I don't think I'm gonna find any pants that'll fit you though." She then stuck her hand back in to pull out some clothes for herself.

Dib took the shirt from her and held it up with a slight frown. Shrugging off his sobbing wet coat, he peeled off his shirt shyly and pulled the black one on to find it a bit snug. "And this was loose on you…. where?"

"hmm. It'll have to do until your clothes dry. I don't know what we're gonna do for your pant though." Walking over to her closet and pushing aside all the dark coat and blue shirts, Deb came across an old dress. Smirking she pulled it up and held it up. "This would be the best I could do."

"Uh, I'm fine. Thanks."

Deb smiled and, without thought, pulled off her shirt. Dib's eyes widened and he immediately turned around, allowing her privacy.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking." She pulled the dry shirt on quickly and pulled off her pants.

"That's okay."

"It shouldn't really matter anyway, being your preference and all." She started to pull her pants over her legs when she realized what she said.

Dib's head turned slightly. "What?"

"Uh.." /DAMN HABIT OF THINKING ALOUD/ "Nothing, just ignore me." She paused. "Y-you can turn around now."

Dib turned around to see Deb turned away from him. He slowly walked up behind her as she spun around, a smile now in place. "So, you're sleeping in the bed for the night!"

Tam stood in front of the doors to the high Skool and sighed. Last night, they made no progress and if they had they wouldn't have noticed, they spent the whole time arguing. Who knew two people of the same personality could get on each other's nerves?

"Good morning." Tam turned to the sound of the tired voice to see Deb. Bags hung under her half closed eyes. Her black hair was slightly ruffled.

"Wow, you look terrible! What happened?"

"Gee thanks." Deb yawned. "I slept in the computer chair. Then, when I realized how uncomfortable that is, I decided to work on stuff on the computer."

"What stuff?"

The paranormalist held up a small disk. "I saw how well you and Zim get along." She studied the disk in her hand. "And if it were a few years earlier, it'd be in a mailbox on its way to Mysterious Mysteries." She put the disk back in her coat and walked into the skool. "Oh yeah, and Dib doesn't know he's gay."

"Oh isn't that a shame. Zim has a crush on him! Of course, he never said that but it's apparent."

Back in Deb's room, Dib sat up abruptly and looked at the clock. A second later, he remembered past events and realized he wouldn't have school in this dimension. With a sigh, he plopped his head back down on the pillow, then noticed his shirt and trench coat sitting on the chair with a note attached to them.

Now slightly curious, he sat up and took the letter off the clothing articles.

Dib,

I cleaned your shirt for you so you don't have to walk around in my clothes, maybe next time we should ask Gim for some clothes (if there will be a next time.) don't wander too far and try and avoid my mother if you can. She'll most likely be in her lab the whole day, but I guess I don't have to tell you that. If you feel you're in dire need of a shower DON'T USE THE ONE AT HOME! Go to Tam's, she has a shower set up there, (not that she would have any reason for one…) and if you do, please don't spend the whole time fighting with Zim. See you when I get home.

Deb

Thinking for a second he came to the conclusion that a shower might be a good idea. Grabbing the coat and shirt, he walked out of the house cautiously.

Zim growled from his seat on the couch, kicking at the floor a little. The day hardly started and he's never felt so bored. If it were his dimension, he'd either be at school or working on his new plan. But it wasn't and Tam seemed to have her own agenda. He could also be working on the dimension machine, but that just isn't good for the plot!

GIR sat next to him on the couch, once in a while looking at him, smiling, and then going back to the TV with whatever food product he was holding.

After a few more minutes of unbearable silence and boredom, the doorbell rang. Overly excited for something to do, Zim jumped at the door as if it was going to get away, throwing it open to see Dib in a tight black shirt, staring down at him. If Zim allowed it, his jaw would've dropped.

The two stood still for a while, just staring at each other before Dib cleared his throat. "Deb told me to use the shower here."

"Uh-huh." The alien made no indication of moving.

Dib looked at him expectantly before speaking again. "So, can you let me by?"

Without thinking, Zim moved out of the way allowing Dib inside and shut the door. It wasn't until then that he snapped out of his stupor. "Wait! What's wrong with the shower at your house?"

"Deb's mother is home and she doesn't know about me yet!"

"Your just gonna use this as an excuse to spray me with your evil liquid!" (A.N. oh God! I just realized how wrong that sounds XD)

"What… NO! I just want a shower."

"Not on my watch, stink beast!" with that Zim talked Dib to the ground, they both landed in front of GIR.

Now, GIR has seen this somewhere before. So in amazing GIR vision, we see this:

Position sexual- will result in no clothes and moaning

Action -run out of the room before master yells bad things.

So with that, GIR jumps off the couch and runs into the other room screaming. "YEEEAAAHH! Master get's it ON!"

With that being said, Zim realized the position they were in and quickly scrambled off Dib, blushing. "Go take your shower, human." His voice was oddly soft.

Dib took the opportunity and picked up his clothing before walking into the other room, in search of a shower.

Tapan: hehehe, I like GIR in this chapter! He's just so cute! R&R, the more comments I get, the quicker I get thechapter done! oh and did anyone catch the reference to Rocko's modern life? it's very suble! okay, enough of my babble it's your turn!