Here we go, but hmm...I sure didn't get too many reviews. But that's ok because that was a short chapter and..stuff. : \ I also forgot to put my review thing X.X

Anyway, here are your wonderful review replies! I have to say I really appreciate everyone who has reviewed! It helps show me my story must be worth your time ^v^

JaedtheEcho — I guess so, if that's right.

Darkdagers — Lol. XD Who do you like better, Zim or Dib? I personally can't choose! They are both amazing! =D

Invader Neo — XD Thx! Yeah, I feel kinda bad for torturing Zim :( I'm about to ease his pain though.

Moth Mask — yes, YES they are !

"Master? Can I pleeeaase come in?"

Zim blinked his eyes open to the sound of Gir's squeaky voice. Had he fallen asleep?

"Squeaaak."

Zim sighed and went to unlock the door. "What is it Gir?" he asked as he pulled it open to see the android with a pleading smile and Mini Moose floating just behind.

"We is sorry for chasing you with goat pirates, mastah." Gir drooped as if he really meant his apology.

Zim nodded. "I'm going upstairs," he announced, and marched to the elevator. He noticed on a clock that it was about 11:30 AM Earth time. He tried to grin as he waited.

Perhaps he could try something new today! Zim suddenly had a boost of spirit. Yes! Something...exciting for once!

Suddenly Zim got an idea. "Wait," he shouted to no one. He quickly typed in a new coordinates into the elevator, and it stopped hard, nearly throwing Zim off his feet. It changed its course back down to the lab.

Zim stepped out into the computer room he had visited not too long ago. He gazed around at all the dusty, neglected equipment with interest. The idea of just using one again was actually kind of...

DING-DONG

"Oh...Computer, who's at the door?" Zim growled, annoyed.

"Intruder present recognized as Gaz." The mechanical voice emphasized the name.

"Err...send the Robopa—ehm, I mean, Gir, to go handle it!" Zim recalled the last time the Roboparents were active. He knew that, even if they did seem to be fixed again, it wasn't a risk he was willing to take right now.

"Ok," the machine replied boredly.

Zim glowered at the screen in front of his face as he started it up. What business did that lowly stink-beast have of coming back for? It had only been a day since she stormed off saying she would find her brother. Had she given up already? Not that there was a purpose in her search. But Zim didn't want to let this mess up his good mood.

The homescreen on the computer popped up. Zim clicked on the Internet Explorer he had installed for Earth research long ago. Deciding that he would just let Gaz come down if she needed him, Zim typed in the Youtube (-spell check) website he had long desired to find about more on. He had only heard kids at Skool talking about it and teachers saying that that and Facebook are used more than TV. He intended to search Facebook later, though.

A screen with video clips and ads popped up. Zim was immediately curious in the 'Featured Videos' when he saw one titled, "11 year-old stands up for gay rights". He clicked on it and waited for it to load. What was this "gay"? Did it hold the secret of conquering earth? By part of the title saying "gay rights" he guessed it might lead somewhere near.

Zim's looked confused and astonished when he saw the oddest picture. The beginning was a picture of two male human adults with their faces smooshed together.

A man's voice was speaking, "The United States has had a recent increase in the number of homosexuals.

"The gay population includes about 8.8 million in the United States. That's roughly 8.5%—"

Zim hit the pause button. He didn't understand this one bit...and it looked too gross. All he could interpret was that 'gay' had something to do with two males putting their mouths together. What was that, anyway? Zim was about to start up a further search until...

"Hey, Zim..."

"Gaz," Zim returned flatly, not turning from the screen.

Gaz didn't speak, and for a moment Zim thought she left again.

"Having trouble getting your head-meats straight?" Zim said, still not looking away from the screen.

Still silence.

Zim let out a long sigh before dragging his mouse up to click on something.

"I-I don't understand."

Zim paused when he heard Gaz stammer. He raised an invisible eyebrow at his slight reflection in the occupied screen.

"What is it that you don't understand?" he whispered.

"My dad said..." she stopped. "Tell me why our blood doesn't match!" she grumbled suddenly.

Zim spun around suddenly. "No! I'm not your slave that you can just order me around like that!" He studied her before saying, "I don't care how many times you try to beat me up!"

This was not only Zim's natural ego speaking, but there was also this rage gushing out from deep within him like a bloody wound. He was so sick and tired of feeling this weak, and he was not about to let Gaz take advantage of that.

He stared at Gaz as she clenched her teeth, obviously holding back. Zim matched her glare, daring her to try something. He was in his own freakin base, after all. "Stupid slug." He added. He just wanted to see her get past his lasers.

Gaz stared up at him, and some unreadable expression filled her eyes. She spat out the word. "Please."

"HA!" Zim laughed loudly. "You worm! Are you honestly pulling that Earthly line to try to win me over?"

"Please," Gaz said more firmly. The tone in her voice was trying to be patient, but she was obviously impatient. Even something with Dib couldn't shake her far enough to actually act kind. "Please," she continued. "Please just help me find out about this...Then I might leave you alone."

Zim considered her for a moment, then grinned. "Alright, Gaz-beast," he nodded. What did he have to lose anyway? If he hadn't been feeling so down lately, none of this would have happened. He could've continued going to Skool, and have taken over the world by now with Earth's only protector out of the way. And what was this he was feeling? Sympathy? Like, what had Gaz done to earn it? What has she done more than grumble and stand behind Dib?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Zim turned around again to close his search screen before Gaz saw, but he wasn't quick enough.

"Seriously?" Gaz resisted a snicker.

Zim just became aware of a head hanging over his shoulder. He couldn't help his face shading purple, because he had no idea if this was something odd to search or not in the first place. His antenna twitched. "It's none of your business!" he defended.

"Whatever." Gaz backed away, and Zim quickly closed the screen. "Look," Zim pointed at the new screen with Gaz and Dib's DNA structure. His finger hovered before Gaz's. "Do you see the difference? Yours is in this pattern. And, see, over here, his is not matching in this part." Zim pulled back his finger to rub his chin and hum quietly to himself.

"How is that even possible?" Gaz asked as he was humming. "Your equipment must be messed up."

"Is not!"

"Oh yeah? When's the last time you did a check up?"

Zim opened his mouth to respond, but quickly closed again, thinking she might be right.

"That's what I thought," Gaz mumbled.

"Well, Irken equipment isn't supposed to mess up!" he combated.

Gaz pulled down her eyebrows, and Zim resumed his thinking position. Then, he stared at her.

"What?" she barked.

Zim shook his head as if he had been dazed. "I...think he's not human."

Gaz turned her head. "Crap."

This one looked a little longer, I think. But I can't tell too well from my iPod. X_x But the next chapter is planned to be really long. Things are going to get moved some more and I figure it's just fun to have those big long reads. ^_^

Ok, gotz my review quota: Hmm... Let's try for 4 (that's 40 total)

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