Author's Note: Right now I am in the car with a friend of mine. Yes I have laptop. She is giving me constructive criticism on my ZIM! Fanfic thingy. In this chapter we get to meet the inner workings of Kin. And next comes G.I.R. We all love G.I.R. I love G.I.R. Yes…yes I do.

Disclaimer: Ja ja ja. You've all heard it before. Blah blah blah. I don't eat…er…I mean own Invader Zim. OWN! OWN! Do not! I apologize. My grasp of the human language is minimal at best. Silly human persons.

Kin had watched the green student and the young man with a spike for hair all day. There seemed to be a sort of rivalry between the two. She wondered what the context was behind this strange relationship.

After Skool was over, she witnessed Dib's taunting and Zim's … Zimminess. When Zim had finally exited the confines of Skool, Dib had attacked him with a projectile device which spewed liquid all over whichZim seemed loathe to come in contact with. Dib had chased the little green person over to the jungle gym and was now climbing up onto it himself.

"Run all you want Zim! Today I am finally going get you!"

Kin ignored the fighting going on in the background and walked up to the steps of Skool. She leaned down and examined the clear substance on the ground. She reached her hand out to touch it and rubbed some of it between her fingers.

"What are you doing?"

Kin looked up to see Gaz gazing at her with a gaze that wasn't a gaze due to the squintiness of her eyes. If her eyes had been open, she may have frowned but since she was already frowning she had saved herself the trouble.

"Do you know what this is?" Kin inquired holding out the hand with the liquid on it.

Gaz tilted her head and answered with perfected sarcasm. "Your hand."

Kin shook her head. "No. I meant the substance clinging to my hand."

"That would be water. Your not going to go psychotic and eat my head, are you?"

"I do not have the time right now."

"Ah well. If you get around to the head munching thing, take my brother first will ya?" With that Gaz pulled out her Game Slave and walked away towards the jungle gym to extract her brother from his latest paranormal endeavor. Zim was clinging to the monkey bars while Dib scrambled through one of the tunnels.

Kin watched her go and continued to examine this 'water' substance for a moment longer translating the purple haired girl's explanation into elemental categorization. Water. Hydrogen and Oxygen. Why hadn't she been able to place it before? It may have been because she was expecting something more advanced. But it did raise questions.

By now Zim's clothing had been soaked and the boy called Dib was closing in with a predatory look on his face. Dib had Zim cornered against the mesh climbing net and was about to move in for the kill when Zim smiled wickedly and unleashed his latest device of DOOM. It was shaped like a penguin and had red eyes.

Dib stared at Zim, cocked his eyebrows which always seemed to be hidden underneath his glasses, and then looked at the object in Zim's hand. "Is that it?"

"Why yes it is. FEAR ME HUMAN!"

Dib aimed his water gun at Zim again, his ammunition, though plentiful at the start, was now running low. There was still enough, Dib estimated, to finish Zim off.

Just as Dib was about to shoot he was violently grabbed from behind by the collar and yanked backwards. His water gun fell to the ground with a loud clatter and he looked up to see Gaz dragging him away.

" GAZWHATAREYOUDOINGIAMINTHEMIDDLEOFSOMETHINGIMPORTANTYOUKNOWTRYINGTOSAVETHEWORLDHEREYOUCAN'TJUST-"

"Hush it Dib. Tonight is pizza night with Dad and you're not going to be late again because you're playing games with Zim." She dragged him away with one hand, playing the Game Slave with the other. Dib struggled to get free from her death grip to no avail. He looked back at Zim who regarded him with a look of contempt and put away his alien device to be used another day.

Kin had been about to step in when the girl with purple hair had done it for her. Dib shrieked and protested in a volley of barely intelligent words but the girl ignored him and continued to drag him away. Satisfied with the proceedings, Kin turned her attention to Zim who was trying to remove the water from his clothing, a faint cloud of steam raising from his skin. He looked as if though he were uncomfortable.

"Zim." Kin addressed him accordingly to the name he was called by in Skool and was rewarded with his momentary attention.

"What is it you want earthstink?" he growled at her.

Kin reached into her pants pocket and pulled out a shiny square disk with an emblem on it and stated, "You are in violation of code 746,783,298,738,947.3, Section Delta, Subsection Sandwich, paragraph 6 of the Inter Galactic Universal Code of Conduct which states that no life form shall take part in the conquering of planets outside of their Universe without license and registration authorized by the Committee of Boss. Said authorization needing to first be obtained after the conquering of first Universe of origin is complete. The Committee of Boss is fully aware of planetary inhabitants' possible unwillingness to be conquered and does not assume responsibility for conquering race's loss of life, health, property, guava juice, so on and so forth."

Zim looked at her with a somewhat surprised expression as far as his Irken facial features would allow and blinked. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Zim, as an educated Invader you are indeed aware of what I am saying. The human façade does nothing for you. This is a serious issue and needs to be addressed."

Realizing he couldn't slip out of this one as easily as he would have preferred Zim assumed an air of seriousness and asked her what the problem was. He was an Invader. It was his job to be on this dirtball planet and Invade.

"I already told you. The planet you are Invading is outside of Irken Universal Invader's boundaries."

"That cannot be correct. I was sent here directly by the Tallest. They know the law set down by the Committee of Boss and would not violate it. It is you who must be mistaken."

"I am afraid not. This planet is in the Universe bordering the Irken Empire's Invasion Domain. It is not actually in it. You have 36 Klicktel Units to leave this planet. If after the 36 Klicktels you are still present, I will place you under arrest. I am by no means obligated to bring you in alive. Consider yourself warned Irken."

With that she strode away and disappeared behind Skool. Zim stood where he was somewhat stunned and more than a little angry. Curses!

Author's Note: The guava juice thing was a personal joke between my friend and I. We have a lot of them actually. Jokes I mean. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. My favorite part to write was the legal jargon Kin uses. The number she said would be much funnier if read aloud but I thought putting the actual wording in there might have been difficult to read for some. But for those of you want to read it (my friend insisted I add this) Here it is.

Seven hundred forty six zillion, seven hundred eighty three trillion, two hundred ninety eight million, seven hundred thirty eight thousand, nine hundred forty seven, point three.

G.I.R. is next! Yay! "runs off to bang her head on a wall"