Ok, so I am most definitely not dead. I just figured out I have no clue how to end the story...so I've been brainstorming. And my normal brainstorming process includes working on other projects to clear out my brain...so I've been busy.

This is just a filler, no real point. I just thought it wasn't fair to make you wait this long for a chapter...so yeah...

Well you know the drill, I don't own Invader Zim, I do own Dibra, and enjoy.

Chapter 13 – Great Another Problem

(Dibra's POV)

I follow the Irken into the kitchen and watch as he flushes himself down the toilet.

I look over at the waffle eating robot. "Is there any other way down there?" I ask him.

He nods and points to the trash can. I walk over and step on the stepper thing. The lid pops open and reveals a fun slide looking tube, I shrug my shoulders and jump in.

Oh sure! Just jump into the heart of the base, completely unprepared. That's a smart thing to do.

Do you ever shut up? I ask my male side.

Well let's see, my body was girlified, said girly version of me has completely forgotten who she is, I've been forced to kiss an alien, and I've been forced to listen to how cute you think he is…I DON'T HAVE TO SHUT UP! My other side rants.

The slide takes a few more curves and suddenly I'm on the floor falling head over heels.

"Well that landing sucked." I say out loud as I hold my head.

You think?

I place my hands on my hips and glare at the air, shame my male self couldn't appear in front of me. Then he would totally get it.

The air sizzles and cracks, and out of nowhere an image of my old self appears before me.

"Aaaaahhh!" I shriek as I fall backwards.

"Nice, could you be any clumsier?" he asks smirking at me.

"You're real!" I scream. "How can you be real? I'm still here!"

"Well, I couldn't stay trapped in your subconscious any longer. Your thoughts are nasty!" he says shuddering. "So I popped out and am going to help you get your priorities straight."

"My priorities?"

"Yeah. With this freaky wish thing, you've forgotten who you really are. Even Gaz told you this!" he yells at me.

"Well I don't like being the old me. The old me was a loser." I say pouting.

"No, I…you weren't! Geez! This wish thing was the worst thing that could have happened to me!" he shouts as he paces back and forth.

"But the best thing that ever happened to me. So go away, I'm done with you." I demand, stomping my foot like a little kid.

"Oh, I'm not leaving. I'm staying here to make sure Zim gets exposed."

I raise an eyebrow at my ghostly conscious. "Are you sure you want to anger me?" I ask the him-me.

"Dibra-human? Where are you?" Zim cries out from far away.

"There is nothing you can do to me." The he-me says cockily.

"Oh, just you wait." I say grinning evilly. Turning to the direction of Zim's voice, I shout, "Over here!"

Zim comes running down the hall towards me. "There you are, I was worried you would be lost forever down here." He says.

"Couldn't your computer find me?" I ask him.

Zim's eyes get wide and he face-palms himself. "Stupid. Stupid. Stupid" he says with each hit. I grab his hand before he can do it again.

"No, let him continue! It's funny!" Dib protests.

Quiet, you! I command mentally.

"You wanted to show me something, what was it?" I ask, reminding Zim.

"Oh, yeah. Follow me." The alien says pulling me down the hallway.

Yeah, Dib will be a regular character now...at least until Dibra takes care of him ;)

Torque torture in store, that is a promise!