So, everyone's at the mall. Chris stopped choking, and his original color had returned.

"Okay, so we're here." Said Josie. "Now we just need to get to Hot Topic."

Yenny nodded and turned to Chris. "You make sure that Zim and Gir don't go to Hot Topic. Their face is everywhere in that store, so keep them occupied. You get Zim, and Michael can watch Gir." She whispered so Zim wouldn't hear the plan.

Chris frowned. "Why me? Why can't I get the stupid book and you watch the monsters? And what am I supposed to do?"

"No, I already volunteered to get the book.And start being creative."

So Josie and Yenny dashed to Hot Topic, leaving the boys behind.

Zim glared at Chris. "And what was that all about?"

"Um, Yenny and Josie are off to find, eh, new pants! Growing girls need to always buy new pants before they go hunting for fanfiction writers to destroy! Yeah, pants! Heh..."

Zim raised a questioning eye, but decided that human-teenage-girl rituals were to confusing and stupid to bother with.

Meanwhile, back in Zim's... world...

"Where could Zim have gone? Maybe he's gone to contact his leaders! OH NO! We're doomed, Gaz!"

Gaz grunted with frustration. She was about 11 years old, with purple hair and a long, black dress. Her older, large headed brother Dib was ruining her concentration. The spooky girl was frantically pressing various buttons on her GameSlave 2, trying to defeat the Blood-Sucking Cow of the Undead before Blooky the Destroyer of Zombies ran out of power.

"I have to try to find out what he's done! Maybe I can break into his base and find some clues!"

It was just then when the Blood-Sucking Cow of the Undead bit Blooky's head off. "Game Over, You Fail At Life" flashed on Gaz's GS2. Angry, Gaz kicked Dib in the shins roughly.

"Ah! What was that for?" Dib asked, gently rubbing the area Gaz's sharp boots had struck.

"Because of you and your stupid little friend, I fail at life." Gaz hissed, pointing at her GS2.

Dib shook his over-sized head. "This is more important than video games, Gaz! Zim's disapearance could mean the end of the world as we know it!"

"End of the world as we know it? Sounds pretty good to me." Gaz muttered to herself, thinking about how horrible Earth was. She crossed her arms and glared evilly at Dib.

"We need to go investigate, NOW!" Dib said as he rushed out the door.

Gaz watched him go for awhile. "He's not getting away with disturbing me THAT easily." She fumed to herself, following him. Stupid Zim, why couldn't he just conquer some other stupid planet?

"So, I got a call from Chris. He said to get pants so Zim doesn't suspect anything."

The two friends exchanged funny looks.

"Pants? We don't have any money!" Said Josie, pulling a Johnny the Homicidal Maniac comic from a shelf in Hot Topic. "Now let's see..." She read the front page. "Gah! It's the adress of Slave Labor Graphics, not Jhonen Vasquez!" Josie put the book back in dissapointment.

"Say, let's go to SLG and see if they can help us, then!" Yenny said, a brilliant plan forming in her mind.

Josie nodded. "They can help us find Jhonen!" She said happily. "But, what are we gonna do about pants?"

"I have an idea." Yenny pulled pair of pants on top of her head. "Just follow me."

"Hey! You gotta pay for those pants!" Jim, the Hot Topic cashier, pointed angrily at Yenny and Josie.

"What?" Yenny said. "Are you accusing us of stealing? We were born with pants on our heads! Are you making fun of us for being mutated pants freaks?" Yenny began to cry.

"Whoa! I had no idea that could happen! I'm so sorry!" Said Jim, a tear of his own welling in his eyes. "Just go on, okay?"

"Yeah, okay." Said Yenny, and the two ran into the mall's bathroom and got into their new pants. As they left, they decided to look for Zim and the others. THOSE WERE SOME MIGHTY FINE PANTS.

"Hey, we're back from getting our new pants!"

Chris and Michael smiled with relief, now that they outnumbered the aliens, this would be easy.

"We discovered that there is a... uh... nest of fanfiction writers hiding in a place called Slave Labor Graphics, Zim. We need to go there right away!" Yenny smiled innocently.

"Wha? A whole NEST! Come Gir, let us destroy these people!"

But there was no reply.

"Gir?"

They all looked downwards, and saw that Gir was nowhere to be seen.

"GIR? WHERE DID HE GO?" Zim began to look for him frantically.

"Okay, since you guys lost Gir, we'll handle Zim. You two look for the crazy robot, okay?" Josie and Yenny chased after Zim before he ran into Hot Topic.

"Hold up, Zim! Maybe Gir went to Bath & Body Works! He eats soap, right?"

"Whoa... IT'S MAH MASTER! HEEHEE!" Gir pointed at an Invader Zim shirt at Hot Topic.

Jim stared at him. "Um, whatever. You sure do dress up for the mall, huh kid? That's a wicked Gir costume."

Gir wandered around the store, grabbing every piece of IZ mechendise he found. "I WANT THESE!" He screamed happily. "IT'S GOT ME AND MASTER ON THEM!"

Jim raised an eyebrow. "You need money, dude."

Gir reachd in his stomach, found a load of 50's, and slapped them on the counter. Jim's eyes lit up.

"Whoa! You have alot of cash, man! How about we go for dinner and a movie, your treat?"

Gir stared at Jim blankly over the mountain of junk. "Okee dokee."

"WHOO! Aw, man, forget the dinner! I LOVE YOU! MARRY ME!"

Gir giggled. "YAY! I'M LOVED!"

Jim began to fish out a pair of earrings. "We can use these for our wedding bands!" He said happily.

Chris and Michael passed Hot Topic and saw the cashier follow a mound of walking IZ stuff, talking to it fondly.

"Those people must be rich!" Chris said. "And they seem to like Zim! What a nice combonation!" He happily walked up to them. "Hello."

Gir peeked at Chris from his stack of clothing. "HI MAURICE!" He bellowed.

Jim looked sad. "Oh, I guess you're taken." He sniffed, retreating to his store. Holding all the thousands of dollars Gir gave him, Jim sobbed. "I'll never forget you, love!"

Alright, that's all I have for now. My brain is tired. Send me reviews, please! ) Thank you for reading this far!