Last period was by far the best period for Zim, Gaz, Dib, and Tak. Each of them were in their own class, which meant they didn't have to see each other until after skool. But that wasn't the best part. For none of them had Derrick in the same class last period, leaving them a little over an hour away from him. Finally, after all the chaos of the day, the final bell rang, signalling that the day was over. Most of the children ran out of the skool to enjoy themselves, leaving a handful of students behind to attend detention.

Gaz walked down the quiet hallway towards the detention room before walking inside and scowling. Sitting there were Zim, Dib, and Tak in different parts of the room away from each other. She sighed before she took her seat away from them all and waited for the teacher to walk in and write down that they were there.

"Good day you pathetic little worms." grunted the old woman as she walked in and slammed the door. She then walked to her desk and sat down before pulling out her notebook and clearing her throat. "Gaz Membrane!"

"Here."

"Dib Membrane!"

"Here."

"Tak Kiri!"

"Here."

"Zim Irk!"

"Zim is here!"

"Derrick M.!" The teacher looked at the room when she didn't hear a response before she narrowed her eyes. "Looks like one is abs-"

"Here." Everyone looked at the door as it opened, revealing a smiling Derrick. Everyone else had a scowl on their face before the teacher marked him present.

"Young man! Detention began 3 seconds ago! Any reason I shouldn't mark you as late, or even absent?" asked the teacher as she glared at him. Derrick only smiled before sticking a disc to her forehead, shocking her until she fell asleep in her chair.

"Nighty night!" Derrick said as he pulled off the disc before turning to leave.

"Hold on!" Dib yelled. "First the Principal, now Mrs. Tolk? What are you doing?"

"She marked me here, and that shock will keep her asleep until a little after detention's over." Derrick explained. "When she wakes up, she'll just think I left when the time was up. Later."

"Is that it? What if they wake up-"

"Look Fathead!" Derrick sighed as he looked at them. "I'm leaving because I'm not staying in one room only to sit on my ass and do nothing. You're free to stay here for the whole detention, or you can leave and let her believe you left when it was done as well. Either way, I'm gone." And with that, he left. The others just stared for a few moments before they walked out of the room.

-Outside-

Some kids were still outside talking to others as they either didn't want to get home immediately or were waiting for a lift before Gaz and the others walked out. They all cleared a path for her since they knew that getting in her way of anything was nothing short of suicidal. Gaz liked it this way, since it meant no one would bump into her as she played her GS4. She was already in the zone before she had taken her first step outside of skool and planned to stay there until dinner.

"That Dim guy bothers me." Dib said as he walked next to Gaz and Tak. Zim walked next to Gaz to be away from Dib as he started ranting. "Who is this guy?"

"I despise myself for saying this, but I...agree with you." Zim grumbled. "This hyuman is obviously different from the rest of the wretched filth that inhabitat this planet."

"I'm more interested in the technology in those discs we've seen him use." Tak added. "I don't think anyone on Earth besides Professor Membrane is capable of creating something like that."

"Can you all keep it down? I'm in the zone." Gaz growled as her thumbs worked their magic on the Game Slave 4.

"Don't you think Derrick's strange?" Dib asked.

"I think everyone's strange." Gaz told him, her eyes never leaving the screen.

"MEMBRANE!" came a nasily shout. Gaz growled as she and the others looked ahead of them to see a blob of a kid standing before them. Messy green hair, pasty greasy skin, bug eyes, and a lot of fat that was held in by clothes that were one or two sizes too small, causing them to strain against his fat. Gaz sighed as she opened one eye at the kid.

"What do you want Iggins?" she asked in annoyance.

"I...I..." Iggins wheezed out before sucking on an inhaler. "I'm here for a rematch!" he finally finished as he pulled out his Game Slave 4. Gaz only rolled her eyes in annoyance as the others stood by her side.

"I'm not in the mood to deal with you today Iggins, so piss off before I hurt you." Gaz threatened.

"NO! Not until I prove I'm the better gamer!" Iggins yelled.

"How many times has this...'human', challenged Gaz?" Tak asked Dib.

"Today makes 264." Dib answered in a dull tone while Zim stared in disgust at Iggins eyes as they bugged and moved around in his sockets.

"I've been going through hard training Gaz! And this time, I'm going to win!" Iggins yelled, making the others back away to avoid his spit that flew everywhere.

"Ugh, fine. I'll kick your ass again." Gaz grumbled. Iggins grinned as he and Gaz got their GS4s in sync and began to battle.

"This shouldn't take long." Dib said as he crossed his arms while Gaz and Iggins played their game. They watched as Iggins cocky grin turned to a concentrated look, then a surprised look, then a desperate before his game flashed red and he cried incoherent gibberish.

"HOW CAN I LOSE AGAIN?! I'VE TRAINED SO HARD!" Iggins cried.

"Pfft. Whiner." Gaz muttered as she placed her GS4 in her cleavage, her mood turning sour after having to deal with Iggins. "Dib. I'm going to Bloaty's. None of you follow me." she said before walking off.

"Alright." Dib answered before he and Tak left, leaving Zim to look at Iggins while laughing.

"Pathetic hyumans and their mindless...video games." he snickered before he left for his base.

-Atop the High Skool-

Two figures watched the scene before them from the ledge of the High Skool, the taller one smiling when he saw Gaz whip a fat kid's ass in gaming.

"Hehe. That was fun to watch." he laughed before he saw Gaz walk off by herself. His smile faded as a rare serious look crossed his face. He looked down at his associate, a little green monkey, before issuing an order. "Do you remember the plan?"

"Yes, Master Derrick." said the monkey with a salute before jumping off the roof, leaving Derrick alone to work.

"Gotta be careful here," he muttured as he looked at the sweat band on his left wrist before it began spark and change into a little timer. "3 hours, 22 minutes, and 17 seconds to go." he read before it switched back to a sweat band.

A/N: Not very long, but it's only to serve to set up future events.