By animeninjaNIPPON

Back on Earth, it was another average skool day. Ms. Bitters was rambling on about doom and such, as usual. Dib was trying to convince everyone that Zim was an alien, to no avail, as usual. Zim was denying it and insulting Dib, as usual. Then the bell rang, and things got a little out of the ordinary.

Dib followed Zim home at a steady pace – not too close, not too far away. As soon as Zim was positively sure that the only ones around for a half-mile radius were himself and the big-headed boy, he stopped walking and allowed Dib to catch up to him.

"So, how was your day?" Dib asked with a smile, slipping his hand into the former Invader's.

"You were there, Dib," Zim replied matter-of-factly.

"I mean, aside from pretending that we still hate each other."

"Hmm…" They walked a few blocks before Zim finally answered, "I suppose it was OK."

Dib sighed. They had been seeing each other for quite a while, yet Zim still wouldn't engage in much casual conversation. But Dib had to cut his former foe some slack – after all, Zim wasn't all that experienced when it came to relationships. All he had to go by were the tips he got from books and movies, and the occasional hint from his computer or Gir. Nevertheless, Zim tried.

He looked over at the human. "And how was your day…Dib?"

Dib shrugged. "All right, I guess."

A few blocks later, they arrived at Zim's base. The lawn gnomes were no longer active, but Dib was still attacked – by an overly happy Gir.

"MOMMY!" Gir squealed, knocking Dib to the ground.

"W-WHAT!" Dib stammered. Gir certainly never said THAT before.

"Gir, stop that nonsense!" Zim yelled. Dib rose from the ground, brushing himself off, then followed Gir and Zim into the house.

Once inside, Gir ran off somewhere, leaving Zim and Dib alone in the middle of the living room. Dib took off his backpack and threw it on the couch, and Zim did the same with his human disguise.

"I really like your natural eyes," Dib said, stepping closer to Zim. "They're so…I dunno… red."

"REALLY?" Zim asked demurely.

Dib nodded, wrapping his arms around the Irken. "You're very interesting."

"Of course," Zim replied. "I am ZIM!"

Dib smiled in amusement at that comment. Pulling Zim closer, he tilted his head slightly, leaned in toward Zim's face, and –

Suddenly, Gir popped up between them, causing them to break the embrace. "Everybody, do the MACARENA!" He threw out his arms and started shaking his little metal booty.

"Gir! You HORRIBLE little ROBOT!" Zim screamed furiously. "The Dib and I were doing something IMPORTANT!"

Dib sighed again. Between skool and Gir, he never got enough time alone with Zim.

End of part two