A/N: Yay! Another chapter! AND I got more reviews! Yay! So, thanks to Invader KT and GazmRules for reviewing. You get cookies! Oh, yeah, once again, I DON'T OWN ZIM!

ONWARD!

Chapter 6 – Combining forces…?

When the doorbell rang, it startled everyone in the Membrane household (except Gaz, who was playing her Gameslave). Dib and Mib had been on edge, waiting for the armada to invade. 'Are the aliens going door to door?' Dib wondered.

Mib shot her younger cousin a look. "You gonna get it?" she asked, gesturing to the door. Then she looked at the clock. It was 4:02 in the morning, and everyone was still in their PJs. Who would be calling now? She got up off the couch and trailed after her cousin.

On the other side of the door were two very familiar extra-terrestrials. "Zim? What are you doing here?" asked Dib, his voice full of spite.

Mib groaned, pointed at Zim and GIR and said, "You two, inside. Now."

Once seated at the kitchen table and supplied with milkshakes, the five acquaintances began to talk things over. Well, GIR was making waffles and Gaz was playing her gameslave, so it was basically just Dib, Mib, and Zim.

"So, what's this 'disc of doom' again?" asked Mib, biting her lower lip.

Zim tentatively took a sip of his milkshake, recoiled, spit it out, and said, "It's what the armada uses to make planets submit. It shows a video of some random guys dancing for hours on end in superman capes to the Song that gets on Everybody's Nerves. It's awful." He shuddered while saying this, which emphasized his point.

Mib shot a glance at Dib. She wasn't certain of this invader. But – she wasn't sure… he seemed o be genuinely concerned about the welfare of Earth. Why?

She proposed a question, "Zim, why are you helping us? You hate the humans and have a devotion to the Irken Empire."

Zim held up his hand. "Used to have" he said.

Mib looked confused. "So… you don't hate humans anymore?"

"Don't be ridiculous, of course I do" Zim snapped. "I just must have revenge on the Empire for deserting me."

Dib raised his eyebrows. "So, you're gonna collaborate with us just to spite the Irkens?"

Zim glared at his mortal enemy and mumbled "That is correct." Dib rubbed his hands together. This was going to be interesting.

4:32 a.m. –

"Oooooh, a SPACESHIP! Can I drive?"

Mib, Zim, Dib, GIR, Gaz (still with her gameslave), were standing in Zim's attic in front of his spaceship. Mib was intrigued. Dib was admiring it too, not that he'd ever admit it.

Zim glared at Mib out of the corners of his eyes. "No, you can't. Now get in."

Mib rolled her eyes but obeyed, saying, "Does the word 'please' exist in your vocabulary?" After her, Dib jumped in, followed by Gaz, GIR, and finally Zim. It was quite a tight fit.

"Move over! I can't play my game with you elbowing me!"

"I'm squished against the window!"

"My face is smushed against something! Oh, Gaz, is that you? Sorry…"

"Waffles! Tacos! Mongoose!"

"SILENCE! I AM THE MIGHTY ZIM!"

"Will you just shut up about that already?"

"NO! I AM THE MIGHTY ZIM!"

Mib sighed. She'd tried her best to shut him up, but, well, you know Zim.

"Now," said Zim, wiggling his gloved fingers in anticipation, "move over filthy humans… and GIR… and let Zim take the steering wheel – HEY! DIB-WORM'S SISTER! NOBODY TOUCHES THE STEERING WHEEL BUT ZIM!"

For Gaz had taken the steering wheel (she had beaten her game for the 152nd time) and launched the cramped ship into the air. Gaz was actually a very good pilot due to her superb hand-eye-coordination developed by playing countless video games. But no matter how good a pilot Gaz was, Zim's pride wouldn't allow him to have a filthy human girl fly his beloved ship – even if his own piloting skills were appalling. He tried to grab the steering wheel, but Gaz yanked it back. This back and forth went on for a few minutes, which resulted in a couple of bruised passengers and laser beams being shot out of the ship at the passing Hubble Telescope. Those scientists won't know what hit them. Finally, when Zim regained control of the steering, an automated voice came from the ship's speakers: "Sir, we are now approaching the Massive."

A/N: Oooh, cliffhanger! Just to warn you beforehand, there will be an EPIC TWIST in the plot next chapter! Wanna know what it is? You do? Well…

I'M NOT TELLING! YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO WAIT! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

~Gilly