(Dib's POV)

"Ugh! What the heck! What was that all about!"

"Dib! I swear! Don't make me take you to the nut house!" I froze when I heard my dad yelling at me from downstairs. I really don't like when's he's home.

I layed on my sheets, staring up at my bedroom ceiling which was clustered with a bunch of those cheap, plastic, glow-stars in-the-dark, star stickers. What the heck was that display at the park? Was it a rouse to fool me into thinking that there was really no take over the world scheme going on? Yeah. Probably. I hope. I mean, I don't like care-care about what happened. It was just really strange is all.

Well, considering what happened, I'm too afraid of Zim at the moment to try to drag out any information on him again. I traced the already healing cut on my cheek. Who knows what more he would have done if he hadn't of zoned out. I was really irritated that I tried something like that back there. I had a nice plan that involved less pain, but I just couldn't help myself. Every time Zim's around, my brain goes dumb. Dumb with a desire to protect Earth.

Maybe I could try the cameras again. I turned my head to face my computer desk and felt my heart drop. My cameras. Where were they? I though- Oh! That sneaky robot! He must have grabbed them when I wasn't paying attention! Man. They were expensive, too.

Well, I need to find out what he's plotting somehow. I could walk to his house. And then ... I could ... hide in a bush. So far, that's something. Hmm, then I could wait. Wait until he leaves the house. Yeah! And then I could just knock on the door and Gir will answer! And I could ask Gir to put the cameras in for me, just like I did the last time my cameras got put in! Ha! Now that was a plan!

I rolled around some until my sheets were wrapped around my body. Good night, Zim. Prepare to have your evils doings foiled yet again.

(Nobody's POV)

"Again!"

"Call failure."

"Again!"

"Call failure."

"Aga-"

"Master? What you tryin to do?

"Be quiet Gir. I'm trying to contact the Tallest."

"Oh. Them! Hehe! They was up on the big screen not to long ago. They were like a movie!"

Zim quit his pacing about and started to vibrate with anger. He spit on venomous words, trying not to shout. "T-they what?"

"Yeah! When you were gone. They was up there on the telé. AND they even told me to pass along a message to YOU."

"Well."

"Well what."

The alien balled fists at his sides trying not to scream at the top of his grik. He didn't like admitting it, but he had a soft spot for Gir.

"The message Gir. What was it?""

The little bot stood up in his bowl of cereal and did a sort of dog shake to get some of the milk off of him. Still standing in the bowl he responded with much enthusiasm, "The Tallest told me to tell yooou that they got fed up with the beeping and that they was cutting you off. Then they snickered all haaaaheeha and said something like 'it was going to happen sooner or later anyway. Guess it was sooner.' The end." Gir smiled to himself, happy that he was able to remember something for Zim, and plopped back down into the soggy Poop Jacks.

He started up his pace from before, quickening it this time. Zim appeared to be pondering over something and the suddenly, he dropped the floor as if he were lifeless. "I just can't believe that they, they actually ... sooner or later? "

There was an eerie silence for about fifty seconds before Gir broke it. "Ya know. Now that I think about it, what they saaiid wasn't very nice. I'm sorry Zim."

"It's kay. Iz jus', how's Zim suppose' to take over Earth for the empire if I can't contact 'em." It was clear from the way he talked that Zim was at a lack of energy and determination. "They won't be able ta know if I've conquered Earth."

"Oh I know! Pick me!"

"Wha' Gir?"

"Maybe they don't care about if you do!"

Zim's energy seemed to momentarily spike. "Nonsense! Of course they do! They need Earth! It's clearly a vital planet that be conquered! They, ... Oh Gir. They don't care-air do they-ee-ay!? Eer! If only I could've figured out wha-what was wrong with my PAK!" A puddle of neon purple flooded from Zim's eyes to the floor around his head as he gasped on sobs.

The SIR unit coughed up one of Dib's cameras that it had swallowed earlier and threw at the monitor where the two meanies had showed up on earlier. Gir abandoned his cereal and scampered to his master. He then flopped and layed down by him. "If you stay on the floor, so will I. I hope I wein."

Zim let out a chuckle through sniffles. "Don't *sniff* be silly Gir. Zim is on the floor because Zim is useless now. If not to serve my empire, then what do I live for Gir? You, on the other hand, would make any soldier proud. I suggest that you *sniff* find another master."

"Why would I do do that!"

Again, Zim chuckled through sniffles. "Your so *sniff* loyal Gir. So loyal. Just like he was."

"PAK Error detected. Analyzing."

Confused, Zim lifted his head up. "It doesn't matter computer. I'm not sure what your sensors have detected, but you don't have to scan for anything anymore."

"But sir. This is kinda interesting. It seems that the error has been detected in your memory unit. Your errors are memories or something."

Zim kept his head positioned up. "That does sound interesting ... *sniff*, but what does it matter anyway. Zim set his head back down. He turned his head and noticed that Gir was still lying on the floor. He smiled weakly to his robot minion. "Maybe they'll change their minds."