(A/N Thank you so much for reviewing

(A/N Thank you so much for reviewing. I will defiantly try to turn in work of a higher quality in the future. And the cursing, I'm sorry about that. Upon rereading the story, I did find that to be distasteful. My grammar has always been a problem. I can't write very well, because I'm not a writer. I really wanted to try it once, but I'm still not good at it. This is actually my first fic ever. The only time I could find to write these is really late and, by the time I'm halfway done, I'm already really tired. I also didn't want this to follow the "generic" ZATR formula, and I will try to make it better in later chapters. And the romance isn't really going to be the main plot of this story, but more of a secondary thing that I can show every now and then. So thanks again for the nice reviews, I will continue to listen to your expert opinions as long as you keep giving them to me.)

Chapter 3

"DIIIIIIIIIB!!" Gaz yelled with a distinct hint of overwhelming rage.

"AHH! I'm right here! What do you want??" he responded slightly annoyed by the wail of his name.

"WHAT…is all your creepy, alien hunting, JUNK!! DOING IN MY ROOM?!"

"I ran out of space in the garage" he said as if that was a good enough reason.

"Well…GET IT OUT!!..."

"…And Put It Where! Exactly?!"

"I don't care! Just NOT…anywhere near me."

Dib sighed in defeat, and dragged his heavy E.T. machine out of his sisters room while she just sat there, tapping her foot until he was out of the way. She then proceeded into her room and shut the door.

Once he managed to cram the bulky machinery into his closet somehow, he laid down and began to ponder what he would do tonight.

"Its been a while since I forted Zim's evil plans. Maybe I can find out what it is before he even makes it and destroy it before he can…" he was cut off by his dad bursting in the room.

"Hello Son!" he said in his normal tone.

"umm…hey dad, you need something?" Dib said with a small amount of concern in his voice.

"Gib! I have good news!"

"Dad…first of all, my name is Dib, and also you never have good news. So what is it?"

"I just got finished speaking to a specialist, and it turns out that you're….CRAZY!!...so I'm sending you to the Defective Head Meat Institute."

"WHAT?! You can't do That!!"

"Oh ho ho, my son. You know that you can't have a kitty, you're…INSANE!!...remember?"

"That, has nothing to do with what I just said!"

"Of course you are son. Now lets go!"

Just then two big guys came in and hauled Dib off in a straight jacket and a mussel. He struggled at first which was soon silenced by a taser shocking him for a good 5 minutes.

"Wait! Ouch!... DAD! Ouch!… Help me!!"

"O.K. son, see you in a hundred years." Membrane said waving.

Meanwhile at Zims house…

Gir was chasing a squirrel around the yard in circles, screeching and yelling and...screeching. Zim had just come out of the lab and was going to see how Tak was doing. He came up through the garbage can elevator, and walked into his living room where she was...supposed to be at.

"Tak!! Where did you go?!" he called. Puzzled, he walked to the door, put on his disguise and went out attempting to look for her.

"GIR!" Zim yelled. "Have you seen Tak anywhere?!" Zim asked. Gir saluted in his dog suit, and then said in his duty mood voice..

"Sir! She is right behind you!"

"Ehh?…" Zim turned around and saw nothing but his house. "what are you talking about Gir there is no one here but us." BOOM! Just then an irken ship flew out of Zims front door, destroying most of his yard and the entire face of his house, and swooped right over his head and out into space. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!" Zim screamed.

Gir (still saluting) responded with "Sir! Subject Tak is now in front of you and exactly 2 miles out into space! Shall I persue Master!"

"Negative Gir. If she still wanted to kill us, there would have already been another attempt." Zim said. Gir still stood there saluting. What happened to him? By now he should be running around and screaming something about tacos. "Gir. What is the matter with you? How come your acting so…not broken?"

"Sir! If your are referring to my new behavioral actions, the irken known as Tak repaired the Duty Mode section of my brain!

"She did WHAT!" was all Zim could say, unnecessarily loud of course.

"Shall I repeat myself master, or was that just an unethical, emotional reaction to the current situation." Gir stated to the now jaw dropped Zim. All Zim could do was stare into space for a minute.

"Why would Tak do this" he thought to himself. "Gir, you may…umm…at ease?" Zim spoke not knowing exactly what to say. Gir dropped his hand and gave a loud…

"OKEE DOKEE!" before going back to chasing the squirrel. Zim just stood there trying to figure out why she would, fix…Gir." His thoughts were cut short when he became aware of the very large crowd of people gathered around the wreckage of what was his base.

"Ummm….HEY LOOK OVER THERE!! IT'S A!...uhh..A!….ITS THE ONLY THING YOU HAVE EVER WANTED!!" Zim yelled and pointed to behind the mass of people.

The crowd turned around only to see a farmer who was holding a leash attached to the bell on a cow. Said farmer then smiled at them and waved a friendly hello to the crowd. The group looked rather disturbed and just turned back around to see a fixed house, a nice yard, and a weird green dog on leash tied to a tree. They all just shrugged and went on with there oblivious lives.

"Well that was close." Zim said who now inside with his back against the door was sighing heavily with relief. "Well I guess I'll go see if Tak left any bombs here before she left" Before Zim could take a step an alarm in his pak went off. A hologram of an irken general appeared from his 2 way video phone thing in front of him.

"Congratulations!!" He said. "You have been….DRAFTED!!...report to planet Conventiah (con-ven-she-uhh. the irken controlled planet where the Great Assigning took place) immediately!...as in now.

A/N O.K. end of chapter 3. Please don't flame me for having Dib put in an asylum. I promise he will still be in the story. Also the rating of this thing may change if I ever go back and edit that scene with Tak in the pilot. Also im aware that my chapters seem to be very short. I plan to make up for this by updating frequently. So once again thank you to those who have reviewed already. Your comments are always welcome. And maybe even suggestions. If I ever run out of ideas, you more experienced writers, feel free to point me in the right direction.