Tapan/head bobs to whatever music is coming out of the headphones. /singing/ The wilted flowers that I gave, not as nice as you bouquet..

Torna/sighs/ it turns out Tapangowa is in her own little world at the moment, I guess that leaves me to make the beginning.

Tapan/sways slightly, in some form of dance./still singing/ …Starlight above my hometown, ain't as bright as the star I found…

Torna: yeah, yeah. I know..

Tap/Tor/singing/ Every drawing that I do, is never ever as cute as you.

Torna: 99. This is probably my personal favorite chapter, so far…. don't tell tweetle-dee though.

Tapan/still completely clueless. /

Disclaimer: I/ we don't own Invader Zim. Just this plot line, isn't it beautiful?

Warning: SLASH! I would rather you not flame, but the writer herself is welcoming them, so, yeah.

"Dib? Dib!" a slap across the face. "Dib!" another slap. "Wake up, stink-beast!" one last slap.

Dib woke up to find Zim straddling him, holding him by the shirtfront, and winding up to hit him again. A little startled, the human sat up, causing Zim to lose his balance and fall to his lap.

Dib blushed slightly as Zim stared down at the boy's pants, confused at the hardened area that lay behind. He went to poke at it until Dib pushed him off and laid in a fetal position, trying to get control of his own body.

Zim just stared at him.

When Dib felt he had enough power over himself, he spoke. "Uh. W-we should get back to work." Dib went to get up, until Zim pushed him back down.

Zim smiled at the human. "We have plenty of time." He dipped his head down and claimed the boy's lips again.

Lightly, Dib put his hand on Zim's chest and pushed him off. Sitting up, their eyes met, disappointed red to apologetic brown.

That's when they both heard the sound of pompoms.

Both snapped their heads in the direction of the noise to see GIR posing in a little cheerleader outfit, shaking the small red and black pompoms.

"GIR! Take those clothes off!" Zim glared as Dib just laughed at the little dysfunctional robot.

GIR looked sadly at Zim. "But master said to help you guys. And Piggy told me I look pretty in this." GIR's eyes stared to tear. "Did Piggy lie to me? Am I no pretty, Zim?"

Zim opened his mouth to speak, but Dib beat him to it. "You look fine. But it seems that the outfit is freaking him out a little."

GIR smiled at the large headed boy. "Thanky, Dibby! You is the best!" with that, he skipped away, singing about mean bi products.

Zim's glare shifted to Dib. "Why did you encourage him?"

Dib sighed and stood up. "Because I don't want him running around, crying about how you didn't like his dress. We wouldn't get any work done."

((Skool)))

"What did you say to GIR?"

"I don't need to tell you. He's my robot servant, not yours."

"He listens to me more often than you."

"That's beside the point."

"No it isn't. GIR's as much mine as.."

"TAM, DEB! I WILL NOT TELL YOU AGAIN! BE QUIET OR LEAVE!"

Slowly, Tam stood up. "Oh, we have that choice? Okay." She went to the door, only to find the teacher blocking it.

He glared at her. "Sit down, Tam."

The irken crossed her arms. "You gave me an alternative option. I'm just going with the one most suitable to my needs." Tam's hand fell to her side, her fingers snapped. "Deb, come."

"Excuse me?" Deb stood up, but didn't move toward Tam

"You heard me. We have a special rendezvous, and we can't afford to be late."

The whole class was now full of hushed whispers and snickering. Everyone knew of Tam and Deb's fights in elementary school, and their relationship now.

The teacher rolled his eyes at Tam. "You're not leaving, so stop trying."

"You do realize by trying to keep us from leaving, you're neglecting the rest of your class."

"I don't care, they'll just do it all for homework."

Tam nodded, understanding and ignoring the groans of the student body. "So, in order to leave, I either need special permission or do something wrong?"

"Right."

"And I would assume it would be the same for Deb."

"You assume correctly."

The alien nodded again and walked back to where Deb stood. Without warning, she grabbed the taller girl by the neck and pulled her into a hard kiss.

Not expecting it, Deb backed up into the desk behind her, which Tam worked to her advantage. Keeping their lips in contact, Tam pushed Deb to where she was half laying on the desk, and almost on the guy occupying it.

The teacher watched the two, eyes wide. When he saw the invader's hand wandering south and heard the paranormalist moan, he cleared his throat. "Fine! Tam, Deb, get out of my class!"

Tam stood up straight, dragging Deb with her. She smirked and headed toward the door, hand still on Deb.

Once out of the class and down the hall, Tam snorted. "Such an insolent little monster, he was."

Deb nodded. "You were lying about that rendezvous thing, weren't you?"

Tam chuckled. "Yes, human. I lied. But you really can't blame me, that man was boring and just seemed to yell a whole lot."

Deb smiled and shook her head a little. "So what are we going to do now?"

Tam's laughed. "Well, the teacher droid interrupted me in my fit of passion. Even though that was my escape plan, I now wish to continue."

Deb rolled her eyes and stepped outside. "I say we wait until-" Deb felt a drop of water land on her head. "It's raining."

Tam became pale. "Raining!" she backed up as it started to pour faster.

"No paste?"

The alien shook her head. "I forgot. Zim was fighting with me and we were late and I just didn't have the time and--"

"Tam! You're babbling." The human walked back into the building, not yet soaked, but not dry. Sighing, she slipped off her coat and put it around Tam, the collar over her head. "There, see? No need to worry." she then again walked out into the rain, paused and turned around. By this time, the rain was hard.

Hesitant, Tam followed Deb. Deb smiled as the alien walked up next to her. "Do you realize how adorable you look right now?"

"Shove it!"

Deb laughed as they started to walk.

((Tam's base))

Once again, the two boys stood with their backs to each other. The difference this time was once in a while, one would glance over his shoulder at the other.

After another stolen glance, Zim sighed and continued his research, when he saw his lie detector right next to him.

Picking it up, he turned it on. "So, Dib- stink, how long do you believe this'll take?"

"Not long, hopefully." A monotone voice responded.

"And I assume you want to get back to our dimension as soon as possible."

"I really can't wait to get back." The lie detector stayed silent.

Zim bit back a sigh. "And what of us? Do you believe we'll be like the women?"

Dib paused. "I don't think so, I really don't like you that much." This is where the lie detector went off. Dib's head snapped around. "What was that?"

Zim smiled. "You lie." He chuckled. "You lie, you lie." His chuckle turned into a maniac's laugh. "You lie, you lie, you LIE." He turned around and looked at Dib. "You're lying, Dib-human."

Dib hesitated before cocking an eyebrow. "So it seems." Dib turned back to his work.

Zim growled and walked up to him. When the human didn't face him, he took him by the shoulder and pulled, successfully turning Dib.

Smirking, Zim kissed Dib, this time pushing his tongue pass the boy's lips. With a little coaxing, Dib soon joined in, the kiss slowly becoming heated. The boy went to put his hand on the back of the irken's head, but quickly pulled away as he realized it burned. He broke the kiss at the slight sting.

Zim sighed, frustrated. "Must you be so difficult?"

"You burnt me!"

"No on purpose!"

"That doesn't stop it from hurting!"

"Well, you might as well get use to it! You know it will happen again!"

Dib's eyes widened as he stared at Zim, still nursing his hand.

Zim rolled his eyes. "Fine human. If you claim it hurts so much, let me see." The alien walked up to Dib, taking the human's hand into his own. Looking at his palm, he saw the flesh eaten away slightly.

Zim's pack opened and a long metal piece popped out, dropping a powder like substance in his hand. The burn froze and the powder disappeared instantly. "There, done. Are you happy now?" Zim walked away, mumbling.

Dib sighed slightly, almost able to hear Deb voice telling him to grow some guts.

Then, the elevator opened. Speak of the devil.

"Hello, we're back early." Tam dropped Deb's wet coat to the floor, where a metal hand came from the ceiling and picked up.

Deb drained her hair out a little. "What you guys get done?"

Dib looked up. "Next to nothing."

Zim nodded in agreement. "The human has been quite the distraction."

"Yes, yes. I'm sure he has." Tam waved it off slightly, typing onto a side computer quickly.

Within seconds, she was monitoring the security cameras. /now, GIR, did you do your job/ Watching for a few minutes, she smiled. "Deb, I would like to show you what I did with GIR."

Deb walked up behind Tam and looked over at the monitor. After seeing the boys on it, kissing, she smiled. "Ah I see now."

They both looked over at the boys and snickered.

((Membrane house))

Hours later, the two humans walked in to the house. Gim snorted at the door, that being his version of 'hello.' Without pausing, Deb headed up to her room, Dib followed.

Once inside the room, Deb closed the door and glanced at Dib. "So, why exactly did you two get hardly any work done?"

Dib shrugged. "I don't know."

Deb nodded and sat in her computer chair as Dib lay on her bed. After a little bit of thinking, Deb turned back to her other. "Could you hand me the Crop circles Magazine right next to you."

Without hesitation, Dib picked up the magazine and reached toward Deb. Almost instantly, Deb's hand wrapped around Dib's wrist, taking the magazine out and flipping it over. "That's quite the burn." She looked up, forcing herself to look innocent. "Where'd you get it from?"

Dib pulled his hand away quickly. "The stove."

Deb smirked. "This 'stove' wouldn't happen to be named 'Zim' would it?"

Dib hesitated, soon realizing he has no need to. "Yes."

The girl nodded. "Good. I'm glad you're done playing the idiot in denial."

"The idiot in denial?"

Deb pointed at him. "Exactly." She turned back to the computer, signing on to the Swollen eyeballs website. Scrolling thought the pages; she found no information that could be used.

((Tam's base))

"Hard day?"

"Yes."

"I'm sure." Tam turned her back to Zim, spider legs extracting from her pack. "After all, shoving your tongue down a human's throat could tire anyone out." She heightened herself slightly in order to reach a small jar. She heard a small crash behind her.

"How--?"

"This base is littered with camera's, Zim, my boy." She smirked and used the spider legs to crawl over. "It is my base, after all. There is nothing I don't see." Just then, GIR ran under her, screamed, kicked one of the metal legs, and ran out, crying for his moose.

Sighing, Tam lowered herself, bringing the legs back into her pack. "And now all you need is a little." She smiled widely. "Mating time."

Zim's eyes widened. "Wait? What?"

Tam ignored Zim's stuttering. "The Deb and I will stay out a little longer tomorrow. We will give you plenty of time to seduce the Dib." Her eyes narrowed. "Although, you will not need too much time. He should give himself to you easily."

"I'm not too sure this will work. The Dib is--"

"Whatever you say, it matters not. Dib WILL be your mate tomorrow, as you wish it to happen. Yes?"

Zim just stared at her.

"I'll take that as an understanding." Tam turned and walked back to her computer.

((Next day: still Tam's base))

The two humans walked in the house and instantly caught the smell of bacon. As expected, Gir came bouncing out, a smile on his metal face. "I made breakyfast for Dibby." He took Dib's hand and dragged him into the kitchen. "Dibby will need plenty of energy. Master saids so!" he directed Dib to a seat, and then turned his attention to Deb. "Does lil Debby want some edibles?"

Deb leaned against the doorway, smiling. "No thanks, GIR. I already ate."

Smiling back, he took a plate off the counter and placed it in front of Dib. "Eat 'em! They're tasty!" the little robot turned to Deb again. "oooh yeeeeeaaah. Master told me to tell you she would be down in her lab, and up a lil later than usual." GIR paused for a second, then screamed happily. "I MEMBERED! I IS A GOOD BOY!"

The two smiled at the robot. Dib took a bite of the waffle, causing GIR to smile more.

The three stayed silent for a moment. Deb played with a piece of paint peeling off the wall, GIR danced around for a moment, and Dib ate his breakfast, off in his own world.

Breaking the silence, Tam and Zim walked out of the trash can, with their disguises on.

Tam brushed herself off slightly. "We should get going now, Deb."

Deb nodded, said goodbye, and followed Tam out of the house, leaving the three alone.

Zim sat at the table, across from Dib, who continued with his waffles. When Zim sat down, GIR smiled widely, got into his puppy outfit and ran out of the house.

It was then that Dib realized something was up.

Pushing the food away, he got up. So did Zim.

The alien walked over to him, smirking. Lightly, he took off the boy's glasses and put them on the table.

He then proceeded to drag the boy over to the couch. Clothes lost on the way.

Torna: well, that's it for now. Hopefully, the actual writer will be back in this world by the next chapter and then i don't have to do these little notes. So, review! She writes better when she feels like the story's wanted.