Tapan: wow, I'm surprised how quickly I finished this chapter! Go me, I rule!

Torna: modest much?

Tapan: I am modest, just not right now…where's Jhonen?

Torna/shrugs innocently/

Tapan: hmmm

Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim, I never will. So quit pressuring me into getting iiiit/pouts/ I do however own the rights to Jay and maybe Tam and Deb! Please ask or give credit before using them

Warning: ZADR and Femmeslash. There's also more cursing in this story than in NWNR, just so you know.

An angry sigh escaped Gim as he blew his horn to the car in front of him. The guy gave him the finger and continued to drive at the slowest speed possible. The magenta haired man rubbed his eyes with his free hand. "Unbe-fucking-lievable." he stuck his head out the window to see if there was a problem with the guy's car.

Nope, he was just really old.

Settling himself back in the car, he looked at the clock. Aaaaaand, yup! He was exactly two hours late for his meeting. Growling, he looked out the window again, when a small gang of kids, all about the age of fourteen, caught his eye. With a closer look, he glared and drove in there direction. "Shit, not again!"

The car screeched to a stop, the kids didn't look to see who it was; they were too busy beating on a smaller boy.

Gim climbed out of the car, glaring at the gang. "Jay!"

The taller boy of the crowd shot to attention, antennae springing out of his hair. The other boys looked over as Gim straightened out his lab coat and walked over.

"Dude. It's your uncle." One of the boys whispered to the green boy. "Don't… turn…around."

Jay did anyway, slowly, an unlit cigarette hanging out of his mouth. His eyes shot open wide as he saw Gim glare. "Hey, Uncle Gim!" his hand darted out and pulled the cigarette from his mouth.

The other boys backed away from the boy they were kicking, who moaned in pain. Without looking at them, Gim walked over to the boy they were hitting, bent down and picked him up. Then, with a voice too calm, he spoke. "Jay, get in the car."

Jay hesitated.

"NOW!"

That's all he needed before running over and jumping into the passenger seat, eyes wide with fright.

Gim sighed and turned around walking to the car. "Go back to skool." He placed the boy in the back seat, and then got in himself.

Jay swallowed and looked over at his uncle. "You're gonna tell Mom aren't you."

"No shit, Sherlock." He peeled away form the curb.

By the time Gim took care of the boy and called in to say he wouldn't be going to that meeting, it was already too late to bring the hybrid boy to skool. So, instead, he settled for just taking the boy home, then going back to work.

As soon as the car entered the cul-de-sac, Jay slouched in his seat. A black care was parked right in front of the house. His mother was home. Gim drove right behind it and stepped out. When Jay's door didn't open, he growled. Walking over, he pulled the boy out by the arm and dragged him up to the door ignoring GIR running around the yard in his puppy outfit. The robot saw them and waved, then ran away when Gim knocked on the door.

Almost immediately, the door swung open, revealing an angry Deb, the phone in her hand.

Gim pulled Jay in front of him. "Is this yours?"

Her expression seemed to harden and soften at the same time as she stepped out of the way to allow them in. as soon as the walked past the threshold, the door shut behind them.

Deb crossed her arms as she tried hard not to glare. She sucked in a deep breath and spoke calmly. "Do I want to know your side of the story or should I hear it from Gim?"

Gim looked at his watch. "Well, you can't hear it from me, Deb. I have to go." He let go of Jay and walked up to the door. Deb stepped out of the way to allow him to walk out, GIR running in. after the door was shut, she leaned her back up against it, her jaw clamped shut.

The room was almost silent as the two stared at each other, the squeaking of GIR's stepped kept the room from the intense quiet.

"So." Deb took off her glasses, glaring down at them as she cleaned to lenses with her shirt front. "You and your little gang decided to give the new foreign boy a 'welcoming'" her light brown eyes looked up into his red, her glare seemed more intense without the glass in the way.

Jay tensed.

She crossed one arm while the other held the glasses. They hit against her chin thoughtfully then stopped. "Am I right?"

Jay's hands curled into fist as he tried to stare her down, suddenly hating his mother's eyes.

"Well?"

"No." he turned away, defeated in this staring contest. "I had a good reason for doing what I did!"

"Oh? And what was that?"

"He-" he paused, trying to think of something, anything to get him off the hook. "He…owed me money…"

"Give me your jacket." She put her hand out.

He paused.

"Jay. Now." Her speech was calculated and full of practiced authority.

Shutting his eyes closed, he shrugged off the leather jacket and gave it to his mother.

It didn't take too long of a search before Deb pulled out half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She took them out and handed the coat back to him. "go to your room."

He walked up without talking. Deb sighed and walked into the kitchen, putting the cigarettes down on the table.

Then her cell phone rang.

She groaned and opened it. "Deb here… Bill could you take care of it, I'm having problems at home… thanks." She hung up without saying goodbye, then plopped down at the table, throwing her head on the hard surface as GIR sat a stack of waffles in front of her. "I guess we get to hear Tam scream again GIR."

The little robot "hmm" ed in response.

"What the HELL were you thinking, Jay? You nearly KILLED this kid! Do you know what that would do to us?"

"Yeah you tell me all the time, Laanun! We'd have to move!"

"THEN WHY TO YOU INSIST ON CONTINUING?"

"I don't mean to, it just happens." Jay glared at Tam through glazed eyes.

Tam glared back. "Oh, it just happens. Juuuust happens." Her sarcasm poured out as she looked about ready to hit the boy. "So, if I shot you right now." A laser popped out of her pak. "WOULD THAT'VE 'JUST HAPPENED'?"

"Tam, stop!" Deb pushed down on the little pod. "You don't need to pull out the guns."

She growled as the lasers retreated into her pak. "Fine! But you are grounded!" she pointed a shaking finger at her son. "You go to skool, then your room until we say so! Now go!" she crossed her arms, proud of her decision.

Jay stormed around them muttering "stupid, bitchy dykes" as he turned the corner to the stairs.

Tam spun around and was about to shot up at the hybrid boy, until Deb put her hand over the irken's mouth. "Leave it alone."

Jay looked out his window, glaring at the street as GIR walked in slowly. He looked down at the little robot, who waved then popped a sandwich out of his head, handing it to the boy. "Debby gives you food. I think yo momma feels bad."

Jay took the sandwich and took a bite idly. While chewing, he thought about a few things; what he did, what a bitch his laanun was, where he could go if he ran away.

Grandma's? He shook his head; she'd tell Mom as soon as he stepped foot in the door. And Uncle Gim would bring him right back, maybe stick around to hear the fight.

His mind wander too the labs underneath the house. He knew he was the descendent of a failure invader, he wasn't too sure who his father was. Jay really didn't believe his mother's and laanun story. The male versions of his parents coming form another dimension?

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.

GIR crawled onto Jay's lap and fell asleep. Subconsiousely, the hybrid patted the robot and began to pet him like a cat. GIR began to purr in response.

His eyes widened as a thought came to him. The Voot cruiser was put in the labs when he was born. He could take that and run away! He snapped back into reality and pushed GIR off him. The SIR unit fell to the floor with a "thud" but continued to sleep.

He ignored it and walked to his bedroom door. Opening it soundlessly, he peaked outside, the hallway almost pitch black. He heard shuffling in the room down the hall, and voices; his parents must be getting ready for, or are already in, bed.

Stepping out, he tiptoed down the hall and down the stairs.

Glancing around to make sure no one was around. He whispered. "Computer."

The computer sighed. "whaaaaat?"

"Bring me down to the labs."

"What's the password?"

He paused. "Password?"

"Yes, Tam put up a password for her lab almost a year ago."

"Oh." He paused again. "What's the password?"

"I can't tell you! You have to tell me!"

"But, I don't know it."

"Then you can't go down into the labs."

He growled "Dammit!" he sat in the middle of the floor, thinking. "Tomorrow, I could cut skool, wait until mom and laanun go to work then search the house for the password, then I'll go down and find the voot." He paused. "Was I just thinking out loud?"

"Yes. Yes you were." The computer sighed. "Now, are you going to bed?"

He stood up. "Yeah, see ya in the morning."

Jay pressed his body up against the house as Deb ran out, jumped in the car and sped off. Tam was already gone, having left two hours ago. Smirking to himself, he walked around to the door and just walked right in.

It took hours to find the right password and by the time Jay got into the lab, Tam got home. Luckily, Jay had been able to get down into the lab before his laanun saw him. He sighed in relief as he hit the ground floor. He searched through Tam's older experiments, most of them broken to pieces, as he looked for the voot cruiser. He almost gave up when something caught his eye. He picked it up and brushed it off to see it was some form of an old remote.

Then something crashed behind him. Surprised, he dropped the little device and spun around, then jumped as he felt something his him in the back. He looked back at it, only to find the world seemed to be changing.

Tapan: hehe, I'm so mean leaving a cliffhanger like that! And the word "Laanun" I'm using as the irken word for "mom" or "mother". You know, to keep down confusion! So R&R…i gotta find Jhonen!

Torna/rolls eyes/ I'm sure he's fine!