As Dib's eyes fluttered open, he felt a heavy weight on his chest and light snoring. Looking down, he screamed as a antenna from Gir jammed him in the eye. The scream of course awoke Gir, who mimicked Dib and screamed as well.

"Get off of me!" Dib shouted as he pushed the little metal maniac off of his chest.

"I'm happy you wokey up big head! I thought yous died!" Gir shouted happily, tongue hanging out between his closed lips.

"I wish I did." Dib grumbled as he got up and wiped off any dirt that stained him. That's when his eyes widened, and the memories of how he got out there came back. Zim and Gaz were...were...ZIM! "Gir! How long was I knocked out?!"

"I don't know. But I did watch six episodes of 'The Scary Money Show' and made pancakes!" He shouted with glee.

"Six episodes? That's 30 minutes each, adding up to three hours." Looking inside the house, he noticed about 500 stacks of pancakes, each having about 80 or so. "And knowing you, it took you about an hour to make those. Which means I've been out for four hours!"

Then he remembered what he saw before Gir attacked him. Zim and Gaz stepping into and going down an elevator.

"Gir! Bring me to the elevator Gaz and Zim took! It's an emergency!"

"Nu-huh big head. Master told me to have no one bother him and mistress."

"But...but Zim has syrup for your pancakes! He's hiding it from you!"

"Eeeeeeeeee, I love syrup!" Gir squealed, before running into the living room. Dib followed close behind, not wanting to be ditched. "You gotta do this big head!"

"My head's not big." He growled, watching as Gir jumped up and pressed down on a small section of the wall. It got pushed in, and the wall inches away opened to reveal the elevator. The two entered, and Gir tapped an unlabeled, purple button. The wall closed, and the elevator started to descend.

"Do you think there is a heaven or hell? Or do humans just live a sad, sad life before it ends and nothing special happens, and then they're just stuffed underground?" Gir asked out of nowhere, causing Dib's eyes to widen.

"Uh, well, um..."

"I LOVE MUFFINS!" Gir shouted out of nowhere, startling Dib and making him jump. Doing so made his head smack the elevators ceiling, and he cried out in pain as Gir giggled.

"I hate you."

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo you don't." Gir giggled again, before latching onto Dib's leg. Dib started to shake and twist his leg, trying to get the little idiot off of him. The elevator dinged and the doors opened, just in time because Dib ended up sending Gir flying out of the doors.

"Listen here you alien scum! Give me back my...my..." Dib froze, eyes widening at the scene before him.

"Dib! Leave before I break your ankles again and throw you down a flight of stairs!" Gaz shouted, bringing the purple blanket closer so only her head was shown.

The room was painted a light pink, with a few frames of Zim, Gaz, and even Gir handing off some nails on the walls. On the wall across from the bed hung a very large TV, and shelves littered with gaming consoles surrounded it. A large bed sat in the middle of the room, with purple pillows and a blanket.

The beds current occupants were Gaz, who, like recently stated, was using the blanket to cover her naked body. Zim laid next to her, a cigarette hanging loosely from his smirking lips. The blanket only covered the bottom half of his body, allowing his chest to be shown. His chest had a few bites marks, along with some purple lipstick stains.

"G-Gaz, you need to, um, c-come home now." He stated, staring at the ceiling instead of the two.

"I don't need to do anything! You need to leave before I chop off and feed you your own dick." Gaz growled.

"Oh don't worry Dib-stink, your sister has done plenty of cumming since we've been down here." Zim informed with a smirk, before pointing to a few very large wet spots on the blankets. "Here lies the evidence. Your sister is a, what do humans call it? Ah yes! A 'squirter'."

"Zim?!"

"I am going to kill you, you alien scumbag!" Dig shouted with rage.

"Master?! Mistress?! Where's the syrup big head said you had?" Gir questioned as he ran out of the bathroom that was feet away from where the TV hanged. He tried jumping onto the bed, but overshot it. To try and save himself, he grabbed onto Gaz's blanket, only to end up snatching it away from her. The two lovers were now completely bared for Dib to see.

Gaz had so...many...bite marks.

"My eyes! My perfectly innocent, non-alien dick seeing eyes!" Dib shouted in agony as he covered his eyes and looked away. He began wiping and clawing at them furiously to get rid of...to get rid of...oh god kill him now!

"I told you to leave you fucking idiot!" Gaz shouted, red from anger as she used her arm to cover her breasts and the other to hide her pussy. "Are you hard?!"

"No! Oh god, fuck no!"

"Dib's hard from seeing his sister naked!" Zim began to sing, with Gir following along.

"I'm not hard from that!"

"Oh, so you're hard from seeing my naked body?"

"Noooooooooo!"

"So why are you hard?!" Gaz exclaimed.

"I DON'T KNOW!"

Figuring this had gone on long enough, Gaz growled and slowly approached her idiotic brother.

(20 minutes later)

"Gir, do mistress a favor and take the big headed idiot home. Also, throwing down the stairs into the basement."

"Okey-dokey mistress Gaz!" Gir giggled, picking up the twisted and mangled form that was Dib's body. He gargled on his shoes as Gir carried him into the elevator, and ended up slapping his head against the metal. The door closed and went up, leaving the two alone.

"Did you really have to tell Dib about me being a squirter?" Gaz questioned as she turned, before blushing. "Why are you hard?!"

"I get excited when you let your inner demon out." Zim shrugged.

"Well at least one of us is. That whole thing totally killed the mood."

"Come back to bed. Zim will revive the moment with his skills and dick." Zim said as he patted where she once laid.

"I don't know if I should hit you or ride you for saying that." Gaz said as she got into bed.

"Well you've already done enough hitting, so how about a ride?"