-A/N: Incase that very strange thingy threw you off, here is what happened last time:
Gaz: (five years old) I'm gonna' make sure you never go to sleep so the tooth fairy won't come! (plops ice down Dib's back)
Dib: Ahhh!!!
(End of Flashback)
Dib: (shudders) Guh…If Gaz was right, than I have to get Zim to fall asleep! That's gonna' need some thought.-
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Gir: (out of nowhere) Sing 'im a lullaby! Where he comes from, they all sing magical songs and prance around in the meadow full of pink fairies an'-
Dib: Where do you get all this stuff from!?
Gir: I was watch'n a movie! It was about-
Dib: You already told me.
Gir: I did?
Dib: Yeah, when you-oh never mind! I have more important things on hand! Like getting Zim to sleep and-WAIT! I just thought of the perfect thing!
Gir: Are ya' gonna' spray sugar crystals on 'im?
Dib: No! Besides, that'd probably make him hyper. How I hate using my enemy's idea, but I'm gonna' hafta' fill a tack with sleeping gel and have Zim sit on it.
(Dib rifled through his pockets until he found the exact same tack he and Zim used to turn each other into bologna.)
Dib: I wonder how long that's been there? Oh well…
(Dib propped up his laptop and typed a few access codes.)
Dib: Computer, analyze tack and remove any traces of its previous substance.
Computer: Removal confirmed. Tack has been successfully decontaminated.
Dib: Perfect. Now to insert the gel into the holding capsule…
Zim: (from below) Gir! Where are you? AND WHERE'S MY GRAVY!!?
(Gir jetted down to Zim and landed next to him.)
Gir: …Yes?
Zim: Why do you keep going to the second level? What is so important up there that causes you to leave?
Gir: Nah, I think I already passed level 2.
Zim: What're you talking about Gir? Do you think this is some sort of game?
Gir: Game? I'm playing a game! It's called "Don't Tell Zim What I'm Doing!"
Zim: What are you doing that I should know about?
Gir: (more to himself) No…wait…Fortune Guy told me not to tell Zim what he's doing.
Zim: Is this 'Fortune Guy' some kind of human?
Gir: He knows tomorrow's weather!
Zim: (chuckles) Oh I get it now Gir! You went off to watch the weather channel so you could tell me if it was going to rain or not tomorrow! Good work! Now hand me that gravy!
Gir: (gives Zim the oh so mighty gravy) Wanna' see 'im?
Zim: Who?
Gir: Fortune Guy!!
Zim: I don't have time to view the television programs!
Gir: He's not on TV master! (laughs insanely) He's up there! (points to Dib's location)
Zim: I don't see anyone.
Gir: He's up there! I'll take ya'!
Zim: Not now Gir. (sees Gir's eyes swell up with tears and sighs) Okay, you can show me.
Gir: YAAY!!
(Zim followed Gir up a small flight of stairs that led to Level 2. Gir took Zim around the corner and at the far end was Dib.)
Dib: There! It's done! (stands up and holds the tack proudly) Yes!
Zim: (not that surprised) Dib? What're you doing here?
Dib: (sees Zim) I...uh…ZIM!!
Zim: Yes? Go on.
Dib: Aren't you gonna' try and send me out?
Zim: Maybe. (stares at Dib)
Dib: Okay… (stares at Zim)
Gir: Cool… (stares at Dib and Zim)
(They all stare at each other for a long period of time, until Dib looks at the tack and gets and idea.)
Dib: (gets ready to throw it at Zim) ZIM! THINK FAST!!
