Roo: Oh, the joy! A freaking UPDATE!

Kari: (Waves flag)

Roo: Yes! This is a reason to wave those random flags! Cuz this is the freaking FIFTH CHAPPIE! … And stuff!

Kari: Enough with your babbling. Just thank the people and make me say the disclaimer so that you can continue typing this and we can get on with our lives.

Roo: Wow! Is my schedule always this predictable?

Thankies go out to…

The Fic Lord: Wow… Nice choice in weapon! And how exactly did they come to you…? Yes, Gir is a teacher! And a pretty flippin' insane one at that!

xxFadingAwayxx: Awesome! You are the only person who noticed that Billy and Mandy crossover! I praise you on that. Thankies for sparing me the squirrelly wrath! I was pretty worried there for a second! Yes, Dib is very cute! He has such a big head! XD He is paired with Tak. I decided that in the second chappie, so no worries!

Sayiangirl: That's cool! If I don't want to type, I just don't type. O.o Very glad that you love the fic!

ACK! : Glad to know that I'm loved! XD

Bianca: I'm kinda wondering if that is a flame, but whatever. It may just be you calling me strange. If you are saying that I am a total weirdo, you couldn't be more correct!

Howdy Y'all! : Thankies! Update I shall… or at least until this story comes to an end… This won't be for a LONG while…

GipsyChan: Yay! I was hoping that the last chappie was humorous enough.

Roo: Yippee! Thankies for all the reviews! They make me feel so happy! And now, here's Kari with the disclaimer!

Kari: Roo does not own Invader Zim, although she really wishes that she did. But hey, if wishes were fishes, we'd all have a fry.

Roo: Fish! (eats fish) Yay! Trout! (continues eating)

Kari: You are one scary person. O.o

-Chappie 5-

-Cafeteria Catastrophe-

(Fast forward to lunchtime)

Surprisingly enough, Middle Skool actually serves ACTUAL FOOD. This concept was foreign to our little Irken friend, though. He found the pizza to be very questionable, and poked it with his fork, like he did with all human foods that were new to him. Just like all the previous food stuff, it squeaked slightly, which made Zim even more suspicious of it. This was probably why he was so thin; he did not eat anything… at all… ever.

Zim grunted in frustration as he started to poke the slice of pizza harder. He didn't understand what Gir found so delicious about this squeaky food. 'Then again, EVERYTHING on this planet is squeaky…' thought Zim as he continued the poking. It always amused him in a way.

"It won't hurt you. Just eat it already." Zim turned his attention from the piece of pizza to the person who had decided to sit next to him. That person just happened to be Dib's scary sister, Gaz.

Zim glared at the pizza again and sniffed it with his non-existent nose, testing it for poison or any other substance that could make him gag.

Gaz watched Zim as he observed the food. His weird little antics were somewhat enjoyable to watch. 'At least this is better than watching stupid Dib flirt with Tak.' She chuckled a little as Zim's antics got even more stupid (Which made her look EXTREMELY out of character… not to mention a little freaky), for now he had gathered the courage to poke the pizza with his claw… and the cheese had stuck his claws together. She feared laughing again, so she pulled out the GS2 and started playing Vampire Piggy Hunter. Too bad for her, Zim's cries of terror were not that easy to ignore.

"Ugh… GIR! GET THIS FILTH OFF OF MEEEEEEE!" He looked to his right side, which was Gir was supposed to be sitting. Unfortunately, he was across the room, surrounded by some random people that Zim did not know, well, except for Skoodge. 'Wait… why IS Skoodge here…?' Zim pushed this thought aside for a time when his life was not on the line, and went back to screaming like the weirdo he truly was deep down.

Gaz found it hard to concentrate on her game with all the high pitched screaming, and decided to help the freaked out alien. She grabbed his wrist and pulled on the stringy, greasy cheese. To Zim's surprise, it came off with ease. He stared in awe as Gaz tossed the piece of cheese onto Zim's tray.

"The next time your robot dog doesn't come to your rescue, use your brain."

"And you said it wouldn't hurt me! Victory for ZIM!" shouted the Irken.

"You just got your butt whopped by a piece of cheese, and you're going to call this a victory?" questioned Gaz as she turned her attention back to the Vampire Piggies.

Zim sent a death glare in the cheese's direction, but decided to answer her question. "Yes… Yes I am," he said proudly.

Gaz couldn't help but smirk at this. "You know, you're actually pretty funny when you're not being a psychotic jerk."

"Eh?" Zim cocked his head, not fully understanding this.

She sighed. "Let's just say that I would rather hang around you than my retarded, paranormal brother."

"So, we have a common enemy: The Dib Monkey."

"I guess you can put it that way," said Gaz before taking a bite of her pizza.

(Silence)

(Crickets chirping)

Zim shoved away the tray with the pizza on it, figuring he wouldn't even eat it anyway. And besides, he most certainly did not want another life or death match with the cheesy substance that seemed to have demonic eyes and fangs. 'Or maybe that's just me…' He then turned away from the evil, hissing dairy product and looked over Gaz's shoulder to see what the thing she was holding was. He was now mesmerized by the flashing colors and the demonic piggies on the tiny screen. After a couple of seconds, Gaz stopped abusing the buttons of her GS2.

"Must you breathe down my neck?"

Zim sat back down and stared into space. Not literally, though. "What is that thing that you always have?" He looked to the purple game system and pointed to it. He made an attempt to poke it, but Gaz slapped his hand away.

"Touch it without my permission and you will suffer," said Gaz with a glare that clearly said that she meant it. Zim gulped while rubbing his throbbing claws.

"Well… what is it?"

"It's called a Game Slave. I'm guessing they don't have video games where you're from?"

"This is the first that I have heard of them. So, it is your slave? Your minion? It obeys your every command?"

"In some ways. I guess it can be called a minion, considering it's far smarter than Gir." She sent a glance in the SIR unit's direction. Gir was happily hugging a bundle of taquitos (And eating a few while he was at it), along with Mini Moose, who was joyfully floating and squeaking. The girls had flocked to them like flies to a piece of dung. The boys were also hanging around them, wanting to be just like them s they could attract the ladies and be unbelievably popular.

"Anything is more intelligent than Gir. He is more focused on the food of these 'Mexicans' than world domination." Zim sighed and shook his head.

"Well, how about I teach you about video games?" suggested Gaz.

"Eh?"

"You can come over to my house after skool with me, and I'll teach you. Besides, it would really piss Dib off to see us hanging out together. You said it yourself, we have a common enemy."

'Hm… That could work out.' Zim twirled the imaginary mustache again. "Fine, earth female."

"Alright. I'll meet you outside the skool when the bell rings." Gaz put away her Game Slave and went to dump her tray.

"Heh heh… sleep peacefully now, Dib-monkey, for it will be the last peaceful sleep you will ever know from this moment on! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The entire lunchroom stared at Zim. The Irken invader picked up his tray with the evil cheese and pizza on it and left the cafeteria.

The Zim has left the building!

-End of Chappie!-

Roo: Whooterz! It's done!

Kari: 'Bout time.

Roo: Well, you all wanted me to get to the ZAGR part, and the first step for that is to have them fuse a friendship! And so they are! Yippee! And, sorries if Gaz is out of character. That wasn't really intentional… It just happened that way. But, hey, all for the sake of pissing off Dib, right?

Dib: You're a jerk, Roo.

((Sayonara!))

-Roo and Kari-

(POOF!)