Author's Note: Thank you for the feedback on the first chapter! I apologize for the fast pace and short paragraphs - I will try to keep that to a minimum. Please keep on sending me those critiques - I could use some guidance. I apologize for this short chapter. I'm currently very excited about Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince due out tomorrow night.

Enjoy.

Log 2: My Friend, Secret Agent Moose

It seemed like ages before the bell rang, signaling the long-awaited end of the 'Skool' day. Dib felt even more annoyed at Zim - more than usual, if it were possible - and kept his eye on the incompetent invader every second, breathing loudly and whispering to himself about possible plans to enact revenge. Once Ms. Bitters had commanded them to flee from her presence, the children in Dib's class ran down the stairs and into the open air, shouting about the miserable weekend that happily laid ahead of them. Dib, however, could only focus on the stomachache from being repeatedly shocked - and forced to shed multitudes of dead skin - and Zim only, and the idea of a horrible two full days dealing with Gaz's incomplete revenge and his father's ignorance of the truth barely crept into his big head.

The same strange flesh-tearing girl skipped out of the door behind him. Dib barely noticed, and only glanced up when he was rudely bumped to the side as the strange female and her new friend walked past him. He growled to himself. The human race would thank him someday.

Zim, however, could only wonder what terrible plans - terrible as in stupid, of course - that Dib was thinking of. The Irken invader watched his human nemesis for a few moments, but quickly turned his gaze elsewhere as he sidled to the back parking lot, out of the view of the other stinkbeasts that Zim so wanted to destroy.

He held up a foul-smelling piece of paper where a hasty note had been scratched to him. It smelled like humans. Zim shuddered. The note only instructed him to come alone, and in secret, to this very spot. Zim stood behind the school wall and looked around suspiciously. This 'Secret Agent Moose' could be another stupid plan on Dib's part.

"Ah, Zim, you got my message."

Zim whirled around. In the shadows - almost completely invisible to someone who paid absolutely no attention to his immediate surroundings - stood a figure that was entirely human in appearance and in scent. She stepped out of the shade, tucked her brown hair behind her pierced ears, and grinned at him.

"So, Invader Zim," she said quietly, "let's get straight to the point."

"Invader?" exclaimed Zim in surprise, staring at the meatbag with incredulity. "What are you talking about?"

"You're a horrible liar, Zim," said Secret Agent Moose quietly. "You're Irken, and you can't fool me."

"Oh, really?" said Zim, his eyes narrowing. "And how have you come to this conclusion? Your skin smells of pig, and you reek like the stupid man-beasts that you are! How dare you pick on Zim? ZIM IS RULER!" Zim flailed his arms in emotion.

"I'm going to be blunt with you, Invader Zim," said Moose. "There's another Irken in this school. Her name is Invader Zerk, but she is not on a mission from the Armada. In fact, she happens to be on the run from the Armada, and she has horrible plans for this planet. In fact, I know that being destroyed and ruled by the Irken race would be far better than the plan she has in store for us," Agent Moose finished, folding her arms and glaring at Zim defiantly.

"Another invader?" questioned Zim curiously. He thought for a moment. "Why should I believe you, you filthy human?"

"Because both our futures depend on it, Zim," Moose pressed urgently. "My race, and your mission. Both hang in the balance. I thought you wanted to destroy us all, and give the Earth as a present to your Tallest? If Zerk gets her way, we'll all lose."

"What is this ingenious plan of Zerk's?" said Zim, rubbing his hands together.

"I'll help you," said Moose, as if that ended the conversation. "I'll meet you at your base in one hour to discuss what we should do. Dismantle your security system and make sure your gnomes aren't still faulty."

Zim stared as she turned around and disappeared back into the shadows. It was a moment before he realized what had just happened. His eyes boggled, and he began to shout loudly, and quite rudely at that.

"HOW CAN YOU DARE INVITE YOUR STINKING SELF TO ZIM'S AMAZING LAIR! HOW CAN YOU KNOW OF MY GNOMES? MY GNOMES OF DEATH WILL DESTROY YOU ALL!"

An old lady passing by with her walker stopped and stared at Zim unblinkingly for a few moments. Zim returned her gaze with a spasm in his eye.

"I'M NORMAL!" he shrieked, and he turned around and began to run home as fast as his Irken legs would take him. He wasn't too sure of what he though thought of this Secret Agent Moose, but perhaps her information was useful. And if there really was another Irken planning to steal his precious planet away from him - well, there was a reason to trust this human filth. And, anyway, Zim would just dispose of the stinking manbeast later. He really had nothing to worry about - except, of course, to make sure that this other Invader didn't ruin his plans for Earth conquest.