Roo: HOLEH SHOUT ISH UPDATE TIME! (Dances)

Kari: The FANS should be celebrating. YOU should be writing, you lazy bum.

Roo: Yup. I'm lazy and their isn't anything you can do about it, Kari! That's why I'm the cool one!

Kari: Get real and get typing.

Roo: Psssshhhh. Chya, foo'. Get wit da disclaimin' groove, home duck.

Kari: O.o; … What…?

Roo: Ya'll hear me, homie. Get wit da program!

Kari: (Shoots) No more gangstering for you. (Clears throat) If you want to know what Roo does and does not own, look at the beginning of previous chappies. I feel you are smart enough to get the message.

-Chappie 7-

-Psoriasis!-

Once at the Membrane household's driveway, a strange drum roll came out of nowhere as Dib opened the garage door. Once it was opened, the sun shone down into it to reveal Tak's cruiser.

"It doesn't fly yet, but I fixed it up for the most part," said Dib, proudly grinning.

"I imagined that an Earthling couldn't fix it, but I guess I was wrong." Tak walked around the ship, amazed that there were no signs of dents. "Great job," She said, turning to Dib. "But we'll need to figure out a way to get it to my base without anyone getting suspicious."

A "bright" idea popped into Dib's enormous head, which could only mean doom. "I think my dad still has his cloaking device! Maybe we could use that!"

"Well then, let's go get it."

Dib led Tak into his humble house, which would not be too humble for long.

- - -

"Ya know, for an alien from a planet with superior technology, you really suck at video games," Gaz stated, taking a sip of her Poop Cola.

"SILENCE!" shouted Zim from his crouching position by the Playstation 2. "I CAN and WILL turn this frickin' thing on!" Zim kept on playing with the cords until he had them tied around his skinny little hands. 'Reminds me of the cheese… Are you associated with that inferior piece of… DAIRY?' thought Zim, immediately thinking of ways to torture it and ensure its downfall.

"Watch and learn." Gaz put down the soda and walked over to the PS2 cord/Irken hybrid (A/N WTF?). She untangled each and every cord in record time, plugged them back in, and flicked the switch in the back of the consol. Zim's eyes widened with fascination as the shiny disk for Vampire Piggy Hunter 3: Revenge of the Zombie Hogs was inserted. The Gothic girl pulled out 2 controllers, handing one to Zim, and sitting down on the couch. Zim followed.

"How did you do that…?" asked the invader, still amazed by the simple feat.

"Unmatchable talent," said Gaz as the startup screen appeared.

All of the sudden, the door opened.

"It should be down in my father's lab," came an annoying voice that only someone with a head the size of Irk itself could achieve.

"DIB! What are YOU doing here?" shouted Zim.

"ZIM! What are you doing in MY house?" yelled Dib.

"DIB! What are you doing STILL EXISTING?" screamed Gaz.

"GAZ! Why do you have THE ALIEN in the house?" cried Dib.

Tak leaned against a wall that came out of nowhere. "I'm just gonna stand here… like a sane person."

Dib and Zim kept on yelling. That yelling turned to an arm wrestling match. That arm wrestling match turned into an actual WWE wrestling match. That WWE wrestling match soon turned into a game of Go-Fish.

"Got any threes?" asked Zim for the, literally, one-hundred thirty-fifth time.

Gaz sighed. "No, Zim. For the last time, I don't have a three. Go Fish.

Zim looked to where the card pile used to be and stared at it for a couple seconds, along with everyone else.

"I think we're out of cards," stated Tak, fanning herself with the cards in her hand. "I have the most matches. I win. You all lose."

"Noooooooo!" screeched Zim like a deranged howler monkey. "GOLD FISH, why have you betrayed me?"

"It's GO fish, not GOLD fish," corrected Dib, being the little conniving smarty-pants that he is.

"Well… Who asked you?" screamed Zim.

"Uh… Well, no one, really. It's just common sense."

"Since when do you have any common sense, Dib?" asked Gaz.

"Uh… since…"

"NEVER, that's when! HAHAHA! Victory for ZIM!" shouted Zim, doin' a little jig to celebrate.

"I've had common sense! Like… uh… that one time at the zoo!"

(Flashback at the zoo)

"Hey! It's a peacock!" shouted a little 5 year old Dib as he reached his hand out to touch it.

Uh oh! The peacock ate him!

"AHHHHHH! Gaz, HELP ME!" shouted Dib with his huge head and half of his body sticking out of the peacock's beak.

Gaz took a sip of her lemonade. "Moron." Then, she walked away to get a slice of pizza.

(The end of the flashback is upon us. Fear the flashback!)

"You almost got devoured by a peacock and you call that common sense?" asked Gaz. Tak was trying to hold back her laughter and Zim was just… rolling on the floor laughing while having a major seizure. The paramedics didn't care, though, because they were dealing with a bald dude with psoriasis.

"Hey! It was the zoo's fault for not keeping the carnivorous beasts contained in their jail cells!"

That was when Mr. Membrane came out in a frilly pink apron. A scary sight, yes, but not nearly as scary as the sight of Dib's enormous head.

"Aw shout! You two finally have friends over! Stay for dinner or suffer extreme consequences!" he said with a smile before dancing back into the kitchen.

"D00dzors, WTF?" shouted Dib.

-Outside the window… -

"Doom… doom… doom… doom…" chanted Ms. Bitters as a spider crawled up her wrinkly, pale skin.

-End of Chappie!-

Roo: Yes, the name for the chappie is PSORIASIS! Get over it.

Kari: And yes, Dib was talking in n00b. N00b is a second language to Roo.

Roo: Nyaaaahh. This chappie was short. And not that funny, either. BUT, this is where the real fun begins. Seriously. Oh! Also, the reason why I did not update sooner was because I had to write a story for English. (Gasp) My advisory teacher says that she's gonna try to find a publisher for it! So yeah. I'll give you the title and all that jazz when and if it gets published. I'll try to update soon! If I can't, sorry. My teachers have been piling me with homework. (Dies)

-Sayonara!-

-Roo and Kari-

(((POOF!)))