A.N. Thanks to Missy Lynne (Yeah, at times there relationship actually seems kinda dysfunctional XD but it's cute)and invadercorren for reviewing. You guys are awesome. Phwee.

Chapter Three- The death of Pop-Pop Bunny

Pin's lying on the kitchen floor, in a pool of blood, dead. Or that's what it looks like to Dib anyway.

As soon as he sees this, he jumps back in alarm, and turns on Kacer.

"YOU KILLED HER!" he shouts, thoroughly freaked.

"Geez Dib!" Kacer says. "How horrible do you think I am?. . .it's only ketchup. They're playing a game. Say 'hello' to Dib, Pin."

Pin raises an arm in the air for a slight second, but besides that, she does not move.

"This is why I had to come over to help?" Dib asks, having calmed down a bit. "To help you play a game?"

"Well. . ." Kacer bites her lip nervously, "they're playing 'catch-the-homicidal-maniac' and Clox is 'Johnny', so we're supposed to go find him."

"So, what's the problem?"

"Um. . .I can't."

"Find him?"

"Yeah."

"Sucks for you."

"Dib!"

Suddenly, a thump is heard above them, and Kacer exclaims, "That might be Clox! Dib, stay with Pin!" and she runs up the stairs.

Dib shakes his head, smirking in amusement, if nothing else. As he makes his way over to the kitchen table, Pin says, still unmoving, "Is she your girlfriend?"

Dib looks to her, a bit surprised at first, but then he shrugs.

"Kinda," he says, "I dunno."

"Oh. . ." she sounds a little sad, but her expression doesn't change.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. . ." she sighs softly. "I like you, Dib. . ."

And now Dib is caught between thinking, "How cute" and "Aw, crud", but deciding she'll probably forget this whole conversation by the time she's five, he smiles and says, "Yeah, I like you too."

"Really!" Pin lifts her head for a slight second, then drops it down quickly, having remembered she's still playing the game. But she has an enormous grin.

"Yeah. . .you're pretty cool," Dib says, "I mean, for the spawn of my worst enemy and all."

Pin giggles.

"Yeah," she says, "but my daddy's the greatest!"

"Uh. . . sure. . ."

Suddenly, a blood-curtling scream can be heard from upstairs, and Dib jumps up, grabs Pin (getting ketchup on his shirt) and calls out, "Kacer!" and rushes to the bottom of the stairs.

A moment of tense silence passes, then Dib decides to take a step forward; suddenly, Clox races down the banister, crashing into Pin, headfirst. Dib catches him before he lands on the ground, and surprisingly enough, the little Irken doesn't even seem fazed. In fact, he seems to be caught in a mad fit of giggles (although Pin is just the opposite).

"Nail BUNNY!" Clox shrieks happily, and kicks around, so Dib places him and his sister on the ground, then proceeds cautiously up the stairs. When he reaches the top, he sees Kacer huddled over in a dark corner, shaking in somewhat of a mental state.

". . .Kacer. . .?" he says slowly. "Are you okay. . .?"

"He. . .killed it. . ."

"Killed what?" He goes to place a hand on her shoulder, but then she turns around sharply, looking menacing.

"My bunny!" she cries. "Clox killed my bunny!"

Dib looks to Kacer's hands, which are holding a bunny indeed; however, where he expects to see blood, there is only stuffing.

"God, Kacer!" he yells. "It's only a stupid plushie! I thought someone was hurt, don't ever do that-"

"It's not stupid!" Kacer cries. She grabs onto his pant leg desperately. "I've had this since I was three! Three, Dib! My Pop-pop gave this to me!"

And as she carries on, clinging to his leg, and as Pin continues crying due to her previous head injury at the bottom of the stairs, and as Clox runs around in circles, chanting, "Nail bunny! Nail Bunny!", Dib sighs heavily.

"This is gonna be a looong week," he mutters.

Her head resting on Zim's lap, Tak said softly, "Well, a smeet wouldn't be so bad now, would it?"

"Maybe later," Zim said, stroking Tak's forehead, "when I've taken over this horrible planet, and am named the Greatest Invader Who Ever Lived. . ."

"Great," Tak said, sitting up, "do you think you can do that in nine months?"

Zim froze.

"Why. . .?" he asked slowly.

Tak smiled and made a gesture as if she were rocking a bundle back and forth in her arms.

Zim looked at her incredulously, and said, stunned, "You. You. . .you're. . .?"

Tak nodded, beaming.

"You ordered a smeet!" Zim shouted.

"No, you moron! This one's inside of me." She pointed to her stomach.

"C-can't you take it out?" Zim asked, on the verge of a meltdown.

"Yeah, Zim. In nine months."

Zim just froze again, looking confused, dismayed and paniced all at once, but he said nothing more.

"BABY!" this shriek came from Gir, who entered the living room rather energetically. He raced across to the couch, landing on Tak's lap. "Did you tell him yet!"

"Just did."

"WHEE! YOU HAPPY, ZIM!"

He was still frozen. Gir must of taken his silence as a 'yes', because he said, "Yeah, me too. . ."

Then he began to poke Tak's stomach rather vigorously.

"You in there new baby!"

"Geez Gir!" Tak said, pushing the hyperactive robot away in alarm. "You're going to kill it before it's even born!"

"Gir!" Zim shouted, having snapped back into reality now. "Go away, you're making Tak nervous!"

Gir hung his head sadly, and got off the couch.

"'Kay," he said, and he sniffed, "bye. . ."

Once he exited the living rooom, Tak rested her head on Zim's shoulder and said, "You're going to be one scary father."

"Well, my child won't be anything like Gir, so I won't need to be scary."

Our child."

"Heh, right. . ." he put his arm around her and said, "Don you think it'll be anything like me?"

"God forbid, Zim."

"For the last time, the Tallest are really busy. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO SEE THEM."

"But surely they can make time! It is me, after all!" Zim says desperately.

Before the security guard has a chance to further deny Zim access to see the Tallest, Tak pushes Zim out of the way and says, "Listen. You'll have to excuse him, he's insane. We're actually here to see an old friend of mine, Joon-" Zim grunts, but Tak ignores him, "He works as a mechanic drone here. Do you know where we could find him?"

The security guard smiles and says, "He should be in the east wing, room 2,894," he points to his left, "that way."

Tak bows as a way of thanking him, then grabs Zim by the arm, and drags him down the hall. When the security guard is out of sight, Zim snaps his arm away, rather resentfully.

"You didn't say anything about seeing the Joon monkey!" Zim hisses.

"Well, we're already here," Tak says, "so we might as well."

"I thought you said you wanted us to spend time alone."

"Well, Zim," Tak says sweetly, yet at the same time looking like she's going to bite his head off, "if you can find it acceptable to pay the Tallest a visit on our trip, I'm sure you can handle seeing Joon. . ."

"Tak. . ."

"Don't complain. It won't take long. After that, we're getting off the Massive and-"

"Tak?"

Tak and Zim turn around, bewildered, and then see, standing no more then ten feet away, Joon. Tak's face lights up, and she rushes over and hugs her childhood friend; Zim just crosses his arms , wearing a scowl.

"What are you guys doing here?" asks Joon, perplexed, but happy. He pats Tak on the head, and she pulls away, smiling broadly.

"It's our little get away," Tal explains, "next week's our anniversary. So this moron thought it'd be romantic enough to sneak in here and stalk our leaders. . ."

"I don't stalk them!" Zim says, but the other two ignore him.

"Yeah, well," Joon is saying, "I doubt you'll see them. It's been kinda tough on the Tallest lately. . .they actually have work to do now and all, so it's hard to contact them lately. . .and. . ."

"Why is that?" Tak asks.

"There've been a lot of rebellions," Joon explains, rubbing the back of his head, "like with planets already under our control. . .it was no big deal at first, cause they were so scattered, but now more and more people are banning together, so it's problem. . .and. . ."

"And?" Zim and Tak echo in unison.

"And," Joon says, "a war's been declared. . .between us and teh Meekrob."

Tak takes in a sharp breath then says, "But they're been rebelling for years. We always beat them."

"Yeah, well, now they're beating us."

"How?"

"They found this weird substance of something. . . no one really knows what it is, but it's a liquid, and so far it's killed off all Irkens living on Meekrob. . ."

"Damn," Tak whispers.

"Yeah, but," Joon smiles cheerfully, "you aren't in the military. You don't have to worry."

"Lucky me."

"Joon!" Zim barks.

Joon looks down, seeming slightly amused.

"Yeah?"

"Where are the Tallest now?"

Tak smacks her head in disgust, as Joon replies, staring at Zim in disbelief, "Are you stupid? They're busy, Zim. They're kinda dealing with a lot of shit right-"

"Yes, yes," Zim interrupts, waving his hand as if to dismiss Joon's words, "I already know that. Where are they?"

Joon points down the hallway miserably, and Zim is gone in a second.

Tak throws her arms up in defeat, mutters, "See ya later, Joon," and chases after her husband.

"Zim, you moron!" Tak hisses, once she catches up to him. She takes hold of his arm, "What're you thinking?"

Paying no attention to her, Zim murmurs, "How could they have a war and not inform me?" and he pushes against a door.

"Zim," Tak says, "don't you dare go in there-"

Too late. The door's already wide open. Inside, it's dimly lit, and tall figures are surrounding a round table.

"What the crap!" one of the figures booms. "Who let Zim in here!"

End of Chapter Three. . .

Okay, next chapter is 'The Truth about the Lie'. . . this one is da turning point. . . I think. . .or maybe it's chapter 5. . .oh whatever. . .expect to read about:

-a shoebox

-a cherry slurpy

-. . . uh. . . Zim. . .

Okay, listen, if you like this story, can you please review? It really does effect how long it takes to get each chapter out. Seriously.

Or you can go to Pinkys1985. deviantart. com , cause I'm posting each chapter there, with a pic to go along with. The only downside to that is that it doesn't allow me to use italics, so you won't get to see which words are stressed and all, which sets the mood of the dialouge, which is important. Also, I am a chapter behind on that site, so. . . and if you read it on DA, and don't have an account, just. . . can you come back here and like. . . I dunno. . . review. . .? Oh whatever. . .

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