Disclaimer: I don't own Invader . . . why do I keep saying this. It's pretty obvious I don't, so I'll stop saying it. RARR!! I only own Mike, who kicks ass.

I actually lost the second half of this chapter in one of my computer's infamous hard drive crashes, so it might not have come out as good as I've wanted it to.

Chapter 7: Do We Have An Agreement?

Quick Dib's Pov

I didn't remember much. Whoever that black figure was that saved me from Tak, I owe him. It was amazing. He came in, took out Mimi like she was nothing, and even beat Tak by just pointing his gun at her. While she was occupied watching Mike on the screen, he knocked me out with chloroform, and must've removed me from my restraints some how. The strangest thing of all was that on the Massive, Mike wasn't actually human. He wasn't even real in fact. He was a robot, probably built by that figure. It was one hell of a piece of machinery. It fooled me the whole time I hung out with Mike.

These thoughts raced through my head as I'm in my unconscious state. (I don't know if you really think when you're unconscious. Don't patronize me if I'm wrong. Somehow Dib is. RARR!!)

I started waking up. I was lying on something. It felt like a carpet, and had that unvacuumed smell to it. Wait. . . this is my carpet. I opened my eyes, just a crack. Yep, I was definitely in my living room. I was facing the couch. I saw a pair of black, armored pants and combat boots sitting on it, watching my TV. I couldn't move my head up to see the torso of whoever it was on my couch, still being too groggy. They reminded me of that black figure.

I let out a tired 'ugh' to get the persons attention. I couldn't tell if he was looking at me, but he acknowledged me with a "It's about time you started waking up."

Wait! I knew that voice. It sounded so familiar. I finally had enough energy to move my head up. I was astonished to see who I saw.

"M. . . Mike!" I said as loud as I could.

Normal Pov (straight on continuation)

"M. . . Mike!" Dib said as loud as he could.

Mike looked down at Dib who started getting up off the floor. "Was sup?" Mike said, as if being dressed like the black figure was an every day thing for him. He had all the stuff on, except for the weapons, gear, and helmet, which were lying next to the couch.

"What the?! You're that black . . . thing that saved me!?" Dib said finally fully awake.

"Yupp!" Mike said flatly.

"But . . . you were on the Massive." Dib said confused.

"That, Dib, was nothing more than my Mike-Bot. Just a little something the SEBN gave me for investigation work. If I find a location potentially dangerous or for something crazy, I just send him." Mike said.

"And the weapons?" Dib said, trying to figuring out the whole situation.

"Those are standard, you know, for weapony stuff." Mike added, not sure what else to say. "I'm only aloud one so that's why I had to save you myself."

"Oh. . . So what happened on the Massive . . ."

". . . was completely by accident." Mike said before Dib could finish. "Since he was up there I decided for him to copy all the data on the Massive's computers and send it to my hard drives I set up in your room prior to everything."

"So what did you get?" Dib questioned.

"Eh, nothing exciting. Mike-Bot's self destruct sequence canceled the file transfer, so I only got a detailed map of the universe and the Massive's last coordinates." Mike said disappointed.

"A map of the universe. That's great!" Dib said, assuming it was good information.

"No it isn't! If have no concrete evidence of what happened with Tak, I can't report it to Agent Pin Missile!" Mike yelled.

"So you're saying that what happened with Tak, you can't do anything about it?" Dib asked.

"Yeah. sigh Oh well, it wasn't a complete waste of time. I have your computer translating the map so I guess we'll get something out of that." Mike said with a little enthusiasm.

"So what are we going to do about Tak. I mean, she's planning to steal the world's supply of sugar for her leaders!" Dib said.

Mike starred into space for a few seconds after what Dib said, and then he shook his head. "We'll deal with it tomorrow. Right now it's ten o'clock and I want to get some sleep. What do ya say?"

"Well. . . fine. Where are you going to sleep?" Dib asked. All Mike did was jump onto the couch and laid on it. "Right." Dib said. "You're not going to sleep in that stuff are you." Dib asked again, pointing at Mike's uniform.

"What! No, I'm going to change later." Mike said, reassuring Dib.

"Oh, ok. Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Dib said yawning, walking upstairs to his room.

Downstairs, Mike opened a suitcase next to the crates Dib and he had moved into the living room. He took out a pair of baggy, thick, flannel pajama pants. He quickly stripped out of the uniform, leaving him in boxers and a plain white tee, and slipped on the pants (those pants are the shizzle, let me tell ya). He then took out a case with a laptop in it. He sat on the couch, opened it up, and started typing.

Data Log: Mothman Investigation: Day 1

- Have encountered alien life form taking up base at giant weenie stand.

- Alien appears to be of Irken race. Will elaborate once future intel is gathered.

- Name: Tak

- Age: Unknown (physically around 15-16?)

- Sex: Female

- Height: Around 5'6

- Weight: Unsure

- Appearance: - Green Skin

- No Ears or Nose

- Two square-curly antennae

- Solid Violet Eyes

- Threat Level: 8

- Possibility for Negotiation: 50 percent

- Minor details of a plan to steal world's sugar supply. Will require more information before final confirmation.

Agent Blue Stinger : End Data Log

Mike saved his log and shut off his laptop. He turned off the lights and grabbed a blanket and pillow he had found a while ago. He lay on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. "At least tomorrow's a Saturday." Mike said, before he yawned and fell asleep.

9:00 am

Dib was still asleep in his bed upstairs. Gaz was already up and dressed, in the kitchen eating breakfast. Mike was, just as Dib, still fast asleep. His arms and legs were sprawled all over the couch; somehow his pillow and blanket ended up on the floor.

The doorbell rang. DING-DONG!!

Mike's bloodshot eyes shot open at the blare of the bell. He sat up as the door bell rang again.

"Mike get the door!" Gaz shouted from the kitchen.

DING-DONG!!

"Why don't you get it?!" Mike answered.

"Because if you don't I'll beat the tar out of you!" Gaz said with an anger that sent a chill up Mike's spine.

DING-DONG!!

"Fair enough." Mike said in defeat. He got up off the couch and walked over to the door. He rubbed his eyes and opened the door. "Can I help you . . . oh crap!" Mke said as his eyes focused on the person in front of him.

Up in Dib's room, Dib was still fast asleep. The doorbell woke him up and he was sitting up in his bed, trying to wake up. Dib heard a girly scream from downstairs and a few crashes. 'What's going on down there?' Dib thought as he heard quick footsteps shoot up the stairs and toward his room. Dib"s door opened and slammed shut as Mike slid through the door, who was trying to catch his breath and was sporting numerous bruises on his arms and face.

"Mike what happened?!" Dib asked frantically.

"Tak . . . I answered the door . . . she beat me up!" Mike said, out of breath.

Banging mercilessly on the other side of the door was Tak. "Come out here you pathetic human so I can tear you limb from limb! I don't know how you managed to escape the Massive, or even survived, but I'll make sure you aren't living much longer!"

"Tak, why don't we work this out like civilized beings?" Dib said though the door.

"That conversation would be very on-sided on my part!" Tak said, lessening here pounding on the weakened door.

"That right there was uncalled for!" Mike responded to the insult. "Would you feel better if I called an air strike on this house; or better yet, your base?!"

"You can't do that. Can you?" Dib whispered to Mike.

"No, but I'm hoping she doesn't call my bluff." Mike said back to Dib. The pummeling on Dib's door stopped. Mike cracked the door to see Tak, in her disguise, her arms crossed and foot tapping as if waiting for Mike to do something. Mike opened the door all the way and Dib and he stepped out.

"What did you have in mind?" Tak asked, somewhat cooled down now.

"I suggest we make some sort of compromise, so we don't try to kill each other every second" Mike said.

"Fine" Tak shrugged. The three walked down stairs and into the kitchen. Gaz was still eating her breakfast. The moment the three entered, Gaz picked up her cereal and toast and walked into the living room.

"Where are you going?" Dib asked, not really interested.

"I'm not going to sit in the same room with a bunch of weirdoes." Gaz spat. And with that, Gaz sat on the couch and turned on the TV.

Tak sat down in one of the chairs. Dib decided to stand. Mike however walked to some humungous coffee maker (something similar as the microwave in Dib Ship Rising) and poured himself a cup. "Coffee?" Mike said offering both to Dib and Tak.

"You know I can't come in contact with anything water-based!" Tak stated annoyed by Mike's thoughtful gesture. Dib just gave Mike a 'as if this is the best time' look. Obviously he didn't want any. Mike just shrugged and sat down opposite to Tak.

Mike took a sip of his coffee. "Alright Tak. It seems that last night Dib told me something about you wanting the Earth's sugar supply. Why?" Mike asked leaning over the table toward the female Irken.

"Before I tell you anything, I want to know how you're sitting in front of me and not disintegrated?" Tak fired right back.

"Fine, that was my robot identical on the Massive. I was that awesome black thing that rescued Dib." Mike said proudly.

"That was you!" Tak yelled, pointing her finger at him.

"Yepp. Now your turn. Why do you want Earth's sugar?" Mike asked again.

Tak sighed. "I need the Earth's sugar to make the universe's most delicious snacks for the tallest. Once I do that, they'll make me an invader."

"But why our sugar? Why can't you use some other planets'?" Mike asked interested.

"Because our scientists have discovered that the sugar found here is the most delicious and rare in the universe." Tak said.

"Hmm . . ." Mike scratched his chin. "How about you only take a little sugar, say a few tons. That should be enough shouldn't it?"

"No! I'm going to need it all. Every last stalk grown will be mine." Tak said.

"Well, due to our sensitive economy, that would probably create utter chaos on a global scale." Mike explained. Tak seemed completely uninterested with Mike's groveling. "How about this." Mike stated, Tak listening patiently. "You only take a small portion of sugar crops, then like . . . uh . . . use your technology to build some sort of super greenhouse. Then you can grow as much as you need." Mike said crossing his arms at his plan.

"Well why would I do that when taking it all at once would be so much easier?" Tak shot back, thinking she found Mike's flaw in his plan.

"If you take it all, then that's it. There won't be any left. If you grow it yourself, you can technically have enough for eternity." Mike added.

Tak's eyes widened in shock at the simplicity in Mike's offer. "Actually that sounds a lot better than what my tallest suggested I do."

"So. . . do we have a deal?" Mike asked, holding his have out for Tak to shake it.

Tak went to grab Mike's hand, only to pull it back quick. "Only if you fix the wall in my base. You did make it after all."

"What?! I'm not going to do that!" Mike said, also reeling his hand back.

"It's either that, or I can bring the entire Armada and settle this." Tak said grinning.

"Hugh! Fine!" Mike said in defeat. They both shook hands, closing the deal.

"You're just going to let her get away with that?!" Dib said, tired of standing on the sidelines the whole conversation.

"Don't worry Dib. Tak obviously doesn't have any intent of world domination. If she wants some sugar, I say 'let her have some sugar'." Mike said to Dib so Tak couldn't hear.

Mike and Dib faced Tak. "Alright so what now?" Mike asked Tak.

"You two are going to come to my base, where you.. ." Tak said, pointing to Mike. ". . . will fix that hole, while Dib helps me find the best location to get my sugar from."

"Let Dib and I change first and then we'll head out." Dib and Mike ran upstairs quick and came back down changed in a few minutes.

"Okay let's go!" Mike said, walking out of the house. The three walked out of the house.

Gaz was still on the couch watching TV, having finished her breakfast. "God, what a bunch of weirdoes!"

Finally I managed to finish this chapter! After about a month, and a half, I got around to finishing it.

Hopefully the next chapter won't take this long to update.

Also, I won't even think about starting Chatper 8 until I at least get 2-3 reviews.

SEE YA SOON!!