StarSeal: Hmmm... nothing especially special here. No, wai- Gir VOMITS! Whoohoo! Imagine having your own character vomit on you. Heh, vomit. And we get to hear from the two hottest aliens in IZ. Yep. Vomit...

Sickness sat around for about an hour, listening to their plan. Jhonen got bored and dropped cows on frat houses. When he got back, Sickness was looking irked.

"They've been talking all this time," She said, "And none of them have made the plan clear. But they're all there, discussing it. Every last one, who's not on your side. Even IT and those B.A.C. freaks. They've been discussing any weaknesses you have that you might have given them. They keep talking about 'controlling him because he thinks with what we're made of,' or something like that. Then Gir found the screw and swallowed it, so I couldn't find out anything else."

"Hmm. Well, there's no way they could beat me. Let them come. Let them all come, the freaky freaks. I'm not afraid."

"Are you afraid of anything?"

"I'm afraid of… Wait, no, why should I tell you? You want some fan to hear it?"

"Okay, never mind. So, basically, they are coming here tomorrow morning at dusk, they aren't bringing anyone with them, and they're going to try technique over violence. Do you have a plan?"

"Nope, but let's get tacos."

"Okay."

Fueled by the food of Jhonen's ancestors, the duo stood resolutely in Jhonen's courtyard, waiting for dawn. Jhonen doodled on a napkin. Sickness drove her eye deeper into her head, hoping it wouldn't fall out.

"There," she said suddenly.

Jhonen looked up. Through the morning mist, a group of shadows was making its way slowly towards his fortress. They climbed easily over his wrought iron gates and strode across the courtyard. Jhonen straightened, tossing away his napkin. He took a step forward to meet the rebellion. The two forces stopped a few yards from each other.

"So," Jhonen said, "you've returned. I see you haven't thought to bring more warriors. Bit sad, considering all the people you could have asked. And oh, I see you've even strengthened your weaknesses."

Piñata Monster had a band-aid over his chest, which had healed. Nny was wearing smaller, more comfortable boots. Noodle Boy had a Lady-Sexhole like plate on his forehead. Zim's PAK was secured by a metal cuff that wrapped around his torso. Shmee had found some Nightmare-on-Elm-Street-type finger-knives, and Gir was eating nachos. Filler Bunny still didn't have much to do. Poor little guy.

"Yes," agreed Nny, "And you have not."

"I don't have any weaknesses," Jhonen snapped.

"Yes you do," Replied Shmee. "You're made of flesh."

The bear lunged suddenly foreword and slashed at him. Jhonen kicked him away. He was about to jump again when a rope wrapped around his chest and he was jerked back.

Piñata Monster unwrapped his noose from around the toy. "I told you, we're not doing it that way this time!" He said, irked. Shmee grumbled under his breath.

"Well then," Said Jhonen, thinking about the Pez on his desk inside, "How do you intent to fight us?"

"Us?" repeated Zim. "I see no us."

"Me!" snapped Sickness, hopping foreword.

"Hey, you vaguely remind me of something," said Nny, squinting.

"I was Devi's parasite," snapped Sickness. "Like the Moose in your walls."

"Okay. And… why are you helping Jhonen?"

"Shut up, Johnny! I'm too tired to explain it again."

"And you're short," Zim pointed out.

"Shut up! You're just jealous because your plot was never completed. Now, are we going to fight or just stand around talking?"

"I'd rather just stand around talking," suggested Filler.

"Shut up," snapped Shmee.

"Alright, then," said Nny, "Let's begin! Zim! The plan!'

"Jhonen, prepare to meet- oh, wait."

"What?"

"Um, what was the plan again?"

"Piñata Monster stomped angrily. "Dammit, Zim! Can't you do anything! The plan is- the plan is- Nny, tell him what the plan is."

"I… don't know the plan."

Zim sighed, and gave Jhonen a 'one second' gesture. He pulled a communicator out of his Pak.

"Hello?"

A familiar voice replied, "Hey Zim. Are you there yet?

"Yeah, we're here."

"Good! It took you long enough, you freakin defect…

"Well, it's a long walk!"

"Why didn't you just fly?"

"We could not have just flown! Hmm, maybe, but… No! Stop it!"

"Whatever. Do you have a valid question or do you just want to annoy me with your incompetence?"

"Yeah, we called about the plan."

"Well, what about it?"

"Um, we forgot… what it was."

There was a brief silence. Then, "You forgot… the plan? How the HELL did you do that! We are minutes from victory and have spent hours debating, and you FORGOT THE PLAN?"

"Hey, don't go grumbling your janitorial grumbles on ME, you janitor!"

"Dammit, Zim! How the HELL did you get your own TV show!"

Zim was about to answer scathingly when another, accented voice came over the mike. "Yes, yes, we all hate Zim, Tak, but now is not the time for that! Zim-"

"You all hate me? Why does everyone want to hurt Zim!" Zim started sniffling. Nny impatiently snatched the mike away.

"Both of you, stop messing around! Now tell me the plan, Lard Nar!"

"Okay, okay. It's the, you know, the mind-thingy plan."

"Oh, yeah! I remember now!" He stuffed the mike back into Zim's PAK. "Gir! It's the mind-thingy plan! NOW!"

Gir leapt foreword so he was hardly a foot from Jhonen. Suddenly his red eyes turned green. He slumped, and a pained look crossed his face. His mouth twisted and he suddenly regurgitated a large quantity of blue goo all over Jhonen. Jhonen blinked, wiping some of the stuff off his face and chest. Gir's eyes dimmed, like Mimi's had done when she'd been sprayed with soda, and he took a step backwards.

"Oh, dammit," Nny grunted angrily, striding foreword and kicking Gir out of the way. He stood face to face with Jhonen. The two eyed each other. Nny's eyes were full of a victorious malice.

Jhonen watched as Nny lifted his fingers to his temples and closed his eyes. He was concentrating hard.

"Eh, you're not trying to make my head explode, are you?" Jhonen asked. "Cause that only works in heaven."

Oh, don't worry," said Nny, eyes closed. "That's the LAST thing on my mind."

StarSeal: Yeah, that's it. Sorry, I'd expected this to be the last chapter. Hmmm... maybe when I'm done I'll re-do it so there are fewer, but longer, chapters. I just figured you all'd like to read it as it comes. Oh, by the way- Since I'm too lazy to edit these when I post them, let me know if you find any errors.