Yay!! The fourth chapter! I made it! I actually made it!

Read first: So…um…um…well…this chapter shall be written in the point-of-view of…drumroll…the GLORIOUS ZIM!!! And I shall write it, once more, in third-person limited view. I don't know why…but anyways, from this day forth Zim's POV shall be in third-person-limited, while Dib's POV will be in first person.This is because Zim wouldn't let me in his MIND!!! And Dib's head is so big that I found room to fit in.

Disclaimer: Bla, bla, bla…Zim and all the other characters belong to Jhohen Vasquez…except BOB, the PIGGY!! That one's MINE!! XD

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Zim's POV

Zim stalked his way up into the living room, where Gir was currently watching his favorite, favorite, favorite TVshow…the one about the scary monkey (Yes, I believe it's called The Scary Monkey Show…but I'm not sure…). "Gir!"

Gir did not say anything, as his eyes were trained on the human-information box.

"Gir!"

No response.

Zim sighed. He marched in front of the television, blocking the screen. Gir immediately squealed, "Hey! I can't see the monkey! THE MONKEY'S GONE!!"

"Now, listen, Gir," Zim began, snapping his fingers, "did you, by any chance, find a box in here somewhere the past few days?"

Gir cocked his head to one side. "No…I mean yes! I mean no…no, yes!"

"No, yes, what?"

Gir, beginning to get distressed and sooo confused, put both hands to his head. "I don't know…!!! DON'T MAKE ME THINK!!"

Zim, resisting the urge to knock his metal SIR unit's head off, opted to show his frustration and irritation with an exasperated sigh instead. He decided to rephrase his question. "Gir… did you find a pig these past few days?"

Now, the robot's eyes lighted up with delight. "Yep! I named him Bob! Wanna see him?" Without waiting for an answer, Gir reached up and opened the top of his head. Lo and behold, there was poor "Bob", stuffed in with some popcorn and a taco.

Zim's eyes narrowed. "Give "Bob" to me, Gir. He was supposed to be a PRESENT to the Dib-creature!!!"

"A present? I love presents!" squealed Gir happily. Zim then made the mistake of moving a bit too far from the TV.

"Ooh! The monkey's back!" And Gir returned to the mindless, unresponsive state that Earth television and the scary monkey usually put him in.

Zim was about to yell at his SIR unit for the Bob-pig, when, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the Dib's confusion about the whole present-thing.

I may be able to use the Dib-stink's bewilderment against him, Zim thought. He flashed a smile of PURE evil, and marched his way out of the room and into the lab, where he mused aloud, "With the Dib confused, he will not be…er…not-confused enough to SAVE EARTH!! So all I, ZIM, have to do is to CONFUZZLE him more!!!!"

Yes…it was an ingenious plan.

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Confuzzle? Yeah…I just felt the need to make up some word. So…yah. Sorry if this chapter's short. Well…it is short, but I couldn't think…!