Tak sighed as she walked into her 3rd Period class, hoping that the teacher would be in a less cranky mood. After yesterday's near death experience, she didn't want to deal with anymore bullshit. She sat in her seat as the teacher wrote today's assignment on the board, the other students walking in as well before the bell rang.

"Today's lesson will be about the French Revolution." the teacher explained before eyeing Derrick's empty desk. "Hmm. I see our newest student is absent."

"Um..." said a student as he raised his hand, making the teacher glare at him. "Eep! Uh, he's in the bathroom!"

"Hmph! Well, it's another detention for that," she said as she returned to the board before growling, "Of course. Out of chalk!" She then turned and walked towards the door. "Read the lesson while I get more chalk! And no talking!" she snapped before opening the door and walking down the hall. Most of the class then began to talk while the last few actually began to read the lesson.

"Hey, anyone hear about Derrick today in Second Period?" one of the kids asked.

"Are you kidding? Everyone's heard about it!"

"He's completely crazy!"

"I KNOW I AM!" Everybody turned to see Derrick closing the door to the classroom before locking it. He then whipped himself around to stare at the class, a mad look in his eyes. Everyone was staring back before he began sniffing the air like a dog, then actually got on all fours and sniffed around on the floor. "I know there's something in here! I can smell it!" he whispered to himself as he began crawling under desks, making the children jump in shock.

"Dude, what are you looking for?" one of them asked. Derrick stood straight up, knocking a desk off himself and onto another one before looking at the kid. His body was trembling, foam was present at the edge of his lips, and his eyes were twitching as he reached out and pulled the guy up close.

"I...NEED...s-s-s-s-sugar." he said, whispering and stuttering the last part.

"You need...what?" the kid asked as he, and the others, stared in confusion.

"I ate a lot of sugar this morning! I can feel the crash coming! ICAN'TCRASHNOWIGOTTHINGSTODOLATER!" he shouted while shaking the teen before letting him go and opening the guy's backpack.

"Hey! You can't root through other's stuff!" the teen protested. Derrick didn't listen to him as he sifted through the kid's stuff. "What are you, deaf?!"

"HASKOILPAGRF!" Derrick shouted.

"Husky...what?" the kid asked. Derrick growled before slapping himself and glaring at the guy.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Derrick shouted before running out the door, breaking it off it's hinges. A few of them looked out the hole before they all began to talk about what just happened. The only silent one was Tak, who was staring at the hole of Derrick with wide eyes.

'Did he just...no! It can't be!' she thought as she shook her head.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!" shrieked the teacher as she stood in the doorway gaping at the damaged door.

"Derrick." the class said in unison. The teacher just gaped at the door before a calm look came over her face. She quietly walked in, took out some paper, wrote her resignation, and left the room.

"Not worth it." she muttered to herself.

-Lunch-

Lunch was the usual. Loud teens eating food, talking, or sleeping with the constant chatter as white noise. Off on a table to themselves were the usual group of Dib, Tak, Gaz, and Zim.

"Where is that strange hyuman?" Zim asked as he looked around at the horde of filthy creatures.

"Why are you so fixated on him today?" Dib asked with a yawn.

"That is none of your concern, Dib-Stink!" Zim growled.

"What? You gonna try and experiment on the new kid?" Dib guessed. "He made be strange, but he's still a human! I won't let you use him as a lab rat!"

"Silence your big head!" Zim snapped as they continued with their bickering.

"Quiet Dib. I'm in the zone." Gaz said, her eyes nearly closed and focused on her game.

"You are?" Dib asked while he blinked. "Huh. Now that I think about, you don't look so...angry. What was that about earlier this morning?"

"None of your business!" Gaz growled.

"What is with the both of you?" Dib asked as he looked at them both. "You usually tell us when something makes you angry," he said to Gaz before looking at Zim. "And you like to brag about your plans." The both of them glared at him, making him sink in his seat before looking at Tak. "Tak! A little help here?" he whispered to her. Tak didn't respond as her gaze was fixated on her hands. "Tak?"

"Haskoilpagrf." she said, her eyes not leaving her hands.

"Why do you need sugar?" Zim asked her.

"What?" Dib asked.

"Haskoilpagrf." Tak repeated as she finally looked up at Dib. "It means, 'Where's the sugar?' in Irken."

"Oh. Well, they do have pudding in the lunch line, but it's not very good." Dib said while pointing at the line.

"No, I don't need any sugar!" she said. "It's something that Derrick shouted in class."

"Derrick?" Zim and Dib asked in unison before glaring at each other.

"How would this Derrick hyuman know how to speak Irken?!" Zim asked.

"I don't know!" Tak snapped.

"Maybe it's a coincidence?" Dib suggested. "He has been acting really crazy today."

"He was demanding sugary snacks from the other kids and acted like it was a slip of the tongue when he spoke those words." Tak explained.

"First the incident at my base, now this?" Zim said out loud.

"What about your base?" Dib asked with a glare, recieving a glare right back from Zim.

"If you must know, a strange message was sent to my base." Zim said. "The moment I finished reading it, my computer caught a virus, causing my entire lab to try and kill me!"

"Wait a minute! You were almost killed yesterday?" Dib asked.

"That's right. And the message said that it was Derrick's fault." Zim growled. "That's why I've been seeking answers from him."

"That's weird." Dib said with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Hmm. I thought you'd be overjoyed to see Zim dead." Gaz said, her eyes never leaving her game.

"Only after I've cut him open on an autopsy table!" Dib said with a smile while looking at her before he finally noticed her game. "Hey...that's not your normal Game Slave."

"You're right," Gaz said. "It's the next generation. The Game Slave 5!"

"How'd you get that? I thought they weren't available for months." Dib said.

"Don't know. Don't care." she said.

"Hmm. So Zim was nearly killed, we were nearly killed, Gaz has a new Game Slave, and Derrick can speak Irken." Tak summed up. "I think it's time to speak with Derrick."

"You were almost killed?" Zim asked.

"Yes." Dib answered. "We were working on Tak's ship before someone came in, moved it on top of us, and set the Self-Destruct."

"And they nearly destroyed Mimi." Tak added.

"Then how are you two alive?" Zim asked.

"Would you believe us if we told you it was a monkey that saved us?" Tak asked with a smile, her head leaning in her hand on the table.

"A monkey?" Zim said in disbelief.

"It's true! A monkey jumped in, turned off the Self-Destruct, got the ship off us, then took off." Dib said.

"So all three of you were nearly killed yesterday?" Gaz asked, her attention finally on them as she paused her game.

"Yeah," Dib said before his eyes widened. "Did anything happen to you?" he asked her.

"...No." Gaz said, her eyes back on her game. There was no way she was going to tell anyone that she had been poisoned and nearly raped. Especially not Dib. He'd never leave her alone. Dib looked ready to continue before the lunch door flew open with a loud bang, making everyone jump. They turned to see Derrick standing there, a wild look in his eyes that made him looked completely insane.

"PUUUUDDDDDIIIIINNNNNGGG!" he roared before running past everyone and up to the line, where he submerged his head in the vat of rice pudding, his legs kicking and dancing in the air. The other kids either gaped or laughed at the sight as Derrick ate the pudding before coming up for air. "Oh...sweet, sweet pudding!" he moaned before sticking his head back in again.

"Hey kid!" the lunchlady yelled. Derrick looked up at her from the pudding as she hollered, "That's meant to be served to all the kids!"

"MY RICE PUDDING!" Derrick snapped before grabbing the vat and running away with it.

"GET BACK HERE!" the lunchlady yelled as she began to chase Derrick around the cafeteria, the students all yelling and cheering Derrick on. Zim, Gaz, Dib, and Tak just watched in silence as Derrick laughed his ass off between bites.

"It's like he doesn't give a shit!" Dib stated while Zim and Tak watched carefully. They could feel that Derrick was more than just an idiot, and they wanted answers.

"I propose a temporary truce," Zim suddenly said, getting the attention of the other three. "At least for a little while."

"For what?" Dib asked.

"To figure out who exactly this Derrick hyuman is." he answered.

"As much as I detest you Zim, I agree." Tak said.

"Fine." Dib growled. "But this doesn't change anything! I'm still gonna expose you!"

"Eh, whatever." Gaz shrugged. Zim nodded before they all took one last look at Derrick, who was now throwing the pudding back at the lunchlady like a monkey on speed.