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(Dib POV)

The sunlight pouring in from outside signaled my eye lids to open. I blinked a couple of times to get used to the brightness and yawned. My arms and legs then proceeded to stretch, earning a pleased moan from my mouth.

Today, ... Oh right! Today was going to be a good day! I would be initiating a first step into figuring out Zim's most recent plan for planet conquest. Haha, just you wait Zim.

I made a dash to the bathroom so I could wash my face and put in fresh contacts. (In the past, I'd realized that fighting Zim and wearing glasses didn't go so great together.) Almost slipping on some socks on the floor and running into a grumpy Gaz, I made it and slammed the door behind me. I didn't intend to, but I was just so full of readiness that energy was practically seeping through my skin.

I looked up to the sink mirror after splashing cold water on my face a couple of times and smiled, and then just stared at my eyes. "Huh." Zim said something about them looking mysterious. I guess they sorta did. They WERE a unique color. But, he said something else after that. Something about 'just like his'. I don't know. I mean, whatever it was, it was just an attempt to distract me from trying to find out about his plotting, so oh well.

I probably would had just stood there staring at my eyes for a little bit longer if a banging noise on the door didn't interrupt me. "Dib, I'm already going to give you misery for bumping into me in the hallway, don't make me add FIERY vengeance to that misery. You've been in there for ten minutes. It's my turn"

Ten minutes? Oops. Deciding that vengeance, especially a fiery one, wouldn't be so great, I sprinted out of the bathroom back to my bedroom, briefly sputtering out an apology to my devil of a sister as I ran past. I put on some clean clothes and headed to the front door. Before I left, I checked to make sure my dad wasn't around to make any remarks about me leaving. Thankfully, he wasn't. He was probably back at the lab.

I practically leapt outside. I was about to turn around and shout to Gaz that I was leaving, but fear of speaking to her got the better of me and I shrugged and started the journey towards Zim's house.

I skipped merrily down the streets that would lead me to the base. "Don't worry mankind, Dib won't let you down!" Even though you let me down all the time ... which really bites. Welp, I suppose the life of a hero starts off lonely and let down. And misunderstood. But mostly lone- Base! The house came into my sight as I neared. I paused a few feet away from the fence and looked at the front lawn for the perfect bush to hide in.

I calculated that the bush by the open window was the perfect spot out of gnome range. I wonder if Zim is aware that his window always seems to be opened. I maneuvered across the yard and slipped into the bush. Now comes the waiting game. Which was probably the hardest part. It was going to take a lot of willpower to not just crawl through the window, even though I knew security would go off if I did.

(Somewhere Within the Florb Galaxy.)

"Aahh! Make it stooop! " Within the giant Irken ship known as the massive, in the main control room, a tall, purple-eyed body was flailing it's arms.

"Purple, calm down. I've almost got it! ...I hope."

"I thought cutting off contact with Zim was supposed to shut it up!"

"I know Purple! I'm trying here, okay!?" The red-eyed body typed fiercely on the keyboard that gave certain, special people access to the control brain back on Irk. Sweat dripped down Red's face as he tried to focus on stopping the flashing lights and beeping aboard the ship, that were being caused by a rare error. It was hard concentrating though, as said beeping and flashing lights were highly annoying. Plus, his partner wasn't helping the situation either.

A loud robotic, feminine voice sounded throughout the ship. "Error accessed." Immediately following the statement from the voice, the lights and beeping ceased. Red sighed and took in a relieved breath. There was an absolute absence of noise for a small amount of time until Purple exclaimed to everyone in the room, with joy. "Alright! Red did it you guys!" The control room erupted with screams of victory. Red stood up with a wide smile and bowed to all who could see him and basked in his glory.

A moment passed and everyone had stopped their cheering and had gone back to working as if nothing happened. Purple came up behind Red and gave him a good squeeze to his middle. "You're my hero! Now I can eat snacks in peace!"

"Shucks, it was nothing. Now, *cough* could ya maybe let me go?"

"Sure thing, pal!"

" ... yeah. Pal... Anyways, come over here real quick. Purple was led and shown a panel above the special-access keyboard. "Check this out. Earlier, when I tried to figure out why the massive was getting an error signal, it said that it was because of a PAK on Earth trying to signal a non-existing PAK on Irk. The non-existing PAK being PAK 3338. But, just now, I was able to find this." Red clicked onto a different tab. "It says here, that PAK 3338 belongs to an Irken by the name of Zin. But if you search Zin, all you can find are a termination paper for the body and PAK of said Zin. And this." He clicked onto another tab. "A DNA code. BUT, this code, if you analyze it, belongs to Zim. I'm so confused." He turned his attention to Purple who just shrugged.

"If you're confused, I can promise you that I am, too. But, you said something about termination. Well, that's the control brain's job, right? Termination of defective Irkens. The control brain sends a message to a termination squad, and they go and do their thing. Zin was probably just a defect." Purple crossed his arms and nodded his head proudly.

"Yeah, that makes sense I guess, but why does the DNA code match up with Zim? "

The proud from the other seemed to vanish instantly and was replaced with a dishearted vibe. "Maybe .. I don't know. I can't come up with everything you know!"

"I wasn't expecting you to!"

"Well good."

"Hmm, I guess it doesn't matter. I mean, we don't HAVE to look into it. Buut, Zim was our only form of entertainment, and we can't reconnect with him for a couple of days, until the disconnection has been processed. I guess, we could maybe look into this to pass the time. What do you think?" Red eyes met purple ones, in hope for an agreeing answer.

"Weeeeel, I guess if it'll pass the time. Okay."

"Alrighty! I suppose we could start by doing a thorough search of all the termination squads and find out which one was responsible for the execution of this Zin person."

(Dib POV)

I could feel goosebumps forming on my skin. It was pitch black out. At least thirteen hours had passed since I'd been here waiting, and the chill of night was starting to get to me. But, I suppose it's better than being hot. I almost quit earlier because I felt like I was baking.

Ugh! Where was he? Did he really not need to leave his house today? If I would have known that he was going to stay inside, I would have chosen a different day! Guess I could go home now.

I stood up and felt my bottom tingle a bit in relief from being sat on all day. I turned to leave, but stopped. My head cocked to the side and the open window entered my peripheral vision. Maybe I could just pop on in .. but the security would instantly notice me. Maybe I could just take a peek inside. I found myself up at the window instantly, peering inside. I could see as far back as the kitchen, but it was hard to make out thinks because the lights inside were off. I squinted my eyes and saw something moving under the kitchen table. Was that ... Gir? Yeah! That was Gir! What luck!

It looked liked he was peeling flat discs off the floor and stacking them into his arms. I mustered up the very tiny amount of courage I had and did a sort of shout whisper to the robot. "Gir! Psst! Over here!" I saw two, blue, lit ovals turn towards me.

"Oh hiya Dib!" Good. Doesn't sound like he's in a mood to turn me in. The blue glowing came closer until it was right up in my face. I stuck my arm through the window some and pushed him with my hand a little so I didn't feel like my personal space was being demolished. "You smell like kittens TO-day."

"Uh, thanks?" All of a sudden, my vision was blocked from seeing the lit up ovals and face outline of Gir. It was filled with a tan color, and syrup odor filled my nose.

"I'm making Zim, Hurray For Gettin Off The Floor, pancakes. I know he's just sleeping walking, but he technically got UP."

"I shoved the sticky mess out of the way so I could face Gir again. "That's, uh, great. Really. So, Gir. I was wondering, do you perhaps happen to have my cameras from when I was breaking in last?"

"You bet I doo!"

"Hmm, well, I know you're busy making pancakes and all, but do you think you could put them up for me? Just anywhere will do, but I especially want to get images of the lab." I gave a big cheeky grin to hopefully seal the deal.

"I don't know ... OKAY!"

Success. "Thanks Gir!" I was going to walk away satisfied, but a *clik clik* caught my attention. I peered past Gir and had a minni heart attack. It was Zim. I was preparing to book it, but I noticed that something seemed off. His eyes were closed. Then I remembered about what Gir had said. "So Gir, he's sleep walking, right?"

"Sure is."

Interesting. I watched for a while as Zim seemed to aimlessly walk around. I thought he didn't require sleep? "I thought he didn't need sleep? Why's he asleep?"

"I 'unno. He's been sleeping a lot lately. Just like a butterfly. He has dreams about .. his errors I think. No, wait, that's not it. He has dreams about Zin! His memories is the errors."

"What? He can dream? Who's Zin, and what memories..?"

"Yeah! He can dream. Zin is. I don't know. I, I don't know anything. I like a party with pig though."

"Well, thanks for the info Gir! And remember those cameras!" With that, I was off. I needed to go and jot down all of this new knowledge I had just gotten. Maybe Zim really wasn't plotting something? Either that or he was planning something really really huge. The stuff I was told didn't really paint a clear picture.

(Zim POV)

I woke up on the kitchen floor again. This time was worse though because I woke up in a pile of maple syrup. Gross. I didn't feel like getting up, as my purpose for doing anything had dropped drastically. BUT I did. If there's one thing I can't stand, regardless of the way I feel, it's being sticky. I forced myself on to my feet and glanced at the open window in the living room. How long had that been open? I mustered up the words and demanded the window shut before I stated trudging to the bathroom.

I closed the door behind me when I got there, grabbed the cleansing chalk from the sink counter and scrubbed away the disgusting, gritty, dirty, syrup from my skin. The process went slowly because my movements were rather almost apathetic. But, eventually I got clean after using the whole bar.

I looked up at the sink mirror for no particular reason and had to catch my breath at the sight. It was just my reflection, but a part if me felt it was more than that.

I was probably standing just staring at myself for hours. What was it that I was even looking for? I ... "Zi ... is that you? You- you're alive? Oh, I thought I'd seen you di-"

I viciously rattled my head and, unfortunately had instantly forgotten about what just happened. What the heck was wrong with me? It's not like it really mattered, but I couldn't help but be curious about what was happening with me. "Computer. I know I said what I said before, but forget it for a second. Did you pick up something with me just now?"

"I did. I analyzed it as well. It was memory unit related just like before. I also picked something up while you were sleeping. Memory related."

"I see." I stared at my reflection again and a crazy idea popped into my head. "Computer, is it at all possible for my kind to have relations such as biological relatives?"

"Not that I know of. I mean, there is an extremely rare case of twins occurring. That would happen if, in a smeet development tube, a zygonite split into two and both smeets were able to develop inside the tube."

"Zim is going to the lab to run a few tests and do some research. Do not disturb me and keep Gir away. I have a feeling about something."

What bizarre information. However bizarre, it filled me with some determination. There wasn't really a point in me doing anything, but, I guess I might as well do something to keep me going for a while. Why not. Maybe I'll find out some genetic stuff that could be put to scientific use for the empire. I don't know how I'd be able to send any of my findings, but I guess I could just keep my findings here on Earth and then one day, when they eventually come to this planet, they can use it. ... Yeah. I can at least try and still put some use into myself, even if I am cut off.