Zim was just about to walk out the door when Gir latched onto his leg. "Where is you gunna go, Master?!" he squealed into Zim's leg.

"I'm going to the Dib monkeys house," Zim answered.

Gir looked up with a confused look on his face. "Wait right here Master, Imma get something for you!" He ran off to the kitchen, leaving Zim to stand awaiting the poor robot. Gir skipped back into the room holding something behind his back. He skipped right up to Zim and held out the contents of his master's disguise. "Here you go, Master!"

Zim gasped. He was so caught up in thinking about the girls, the mission, The Tallest and Dib that he forgot his disguise. He reached down and took the wig and contacts. He set the wig in place on his head and carefully plopped the contacts into his eyes. "Thank you, Gir," he smiled, which was rare. He never smiles much and never says 'Thank you'. He reached down and patted the robots metal head. "If it weren't for you, I would have walked out the door without my costume and I would have been exposed right then and there. Maybe you aren't such a useless robot minion, after all." He smiled once again.

Gir squeed and hugged his master once again on his leg.

Zim was taken aback by this but didn't reject it. In fact he picked the small robot and hugged him close. "I'm going to miss you when I leave."

"Imma miss you to Master. Why can't I go with you?" Gir asked, his eyes watering and looking up into Zim eyes.

Zim thought about this for a moment. He knew Gir was smart enough to watch the base while he was gone, and he was even smart enough to not protest not going with him on his mission, but he never thought he would ask why he couldn't go. "Because you need to watch the base," it was a total lie. Actually The Tallest said Gir would probably mess everything up and end up hurting someone, but Zim couldn't tell poor little Gir that. In fact Zim protested leaving Gir behind, he did have a little attachment to him, but it failed to make a difference.

"Oh yeah! Well you have fun at Dibbers house! Tell him I said hi!" He said.

Zim set Gir down on the floor after a final squeeze. "Okay, Gir," he called walking out the door.

"And meh Gazzems to!" Gir yelled after Zim from the doorway.

Zim was already down the street, but he heard Gir loud and clear. "Okay Gir!" he replied in an equally loud voice. Then he set off down the road to Dib's house. He wasn't sure why Dib asked him over, but it actually made him feel better knowing Dib cared a little.

I sure am gunna miss Gir when I leave. It's better if I leave him anyway, if I die during the mission I don't want him to see it, Zim thought. And if I fail I'll be executed and if Gir is with me so will he. He'll be at equal fault. But if he stays here and I die during or after the mission then he can live on here with his tacos and scary monkey. Maybe Dib will take him in if I die? He'll probably give Gir up to the Swollen Eyeball he keeps talking about. But would if he doesn't? Would if he and I become… friends? Irken soldiers don't need friends. But that doesn't mean we can't have them? But The Dib would never want to be my friend! He is only taking pity on me! But would if…

His train of thoughts were cut short when he noticed he was at the door of the human child's house.

Well, here goes nothing! He thought and rang the doorbell… repeatedly.

Dib was done with his sandwich and had already checked his room for the equipment and plans four times before the doorbell rang… repeatedly. He ran down the stairs to the door. He swung it open to find a Zim half smiling and still ringing the doorbell.

"This device is very amusing!" he mused still ringing it.

"TELL THE DUMB ALIEN TO STOP!" Gaz screamed.

Zim stopped but only after doing it another 5 times. Zim and Dib both smirked at the annoyance Zim had caused Gaz. "Gir says hi, Diblet."

"That's nice," Dib said leading Zim into the house.

"Gir says hi to you to Gazzems!" Zim said to Gaz, using her least favorite nickname.

"Shut up Zim, or you'll be in a world of pain. And I don't care if that little dork says hi," she said, but Zim knew she cared. She secretly liked the little robot. Not in the 'couple' way but in the 'he's adorable and you can't resist him' way. Like a friend or dog.

"Of course, I'll just tell him you said hi back," Zim said watching the girl as she sat on the couch playing her Game Slave 2. He eyes squinted like always at the game. Zim always thought she was kind of pretty… for an earth girl. If she were Irken she would have a chance with Zim… Maybe.

Gaz paused her game and got up. Dib thought she was going to come and hurt him and Zim, so he flinched, but she just went up the stairs to her room.

"See. Zim knows how to get rid of the girl," Zim said smugly. He buffed his gloved claws on his shirt. "So what do we do?"

"You want to play some video games?" Dib suggested.

"Sure. What kinda games you got?"

"All of the shooting games," Dib smirked. He knew Zim loved shooting stuff and would love to play games where you killed humans.

"Alright! Lets shoot some filthy meat bags!" Zim squeed and jumped onto the couch.

Dib laughed at how Zim was acting. This was gunna be fun. He got his best shooting game and set it up. He gave Zim one controller and he had the other. Then they played. They played for about four hours before they agreed it was getting late. It was 9:00 pm and they both and skool tomorrow.

The game was put up when Gaz came down stairs.

"Dib, your invention upstairs… the bigfoot thingy, well it's on fire," she told Dib.

Dib wasn't sure exactly which invention it was, but fire was bad so he ran upstairs to see.

Gaz lied of course; she just needed to get rid of Dib for the moment. She looked at Zim with eyes that weren't squinted for once. Then she looked down at her feet.

"The Dib monkey's toys aren't on fire are they?" He asked Gaz.

"No."

"Then why tell him they are?" Zim asked. "Just to be mean?"

"No that's not why," She still looked down. She didn't want to look at Zim while she felt weak. It wasn't right.

"Then why?" Zim asked. He got annoyed from her not looking at him, so he lifted her head with his three fingers.

Gaz was a little shocked when Zim touched her. No one dared to touch her, especially her face. They were all so scared she would bite their hand off. She looked into his eyes, because she knew that's what he wanted. And if she didn't look at him he would probably get all mad.

"I wanted to tell you something," Gaz's heart sped with uneasiness.

"Yes?"

"Tell Gir I said hi too," she said looking down again, blushing a little.

"Ok," Zim said and let go of her chin. He knew this is what she wanted to tell him, and he also knew it was hard for her. She loved Gir (like a friend or pet) but because of her mother dying she always had trouble showing kind emotions and was embarrassed and scared to let anyone know for fear of them dying or leaving. His antennae can pick up a lot of how people feel and he has a device he used on her, Dib and their father and learned about their past how they feel and everything.

He didn't learn much from Dib, for he couldn't get a way to find out, but he learned a lot of things about him by Gaz and her Dad.

"Nothing is on fire!" Dib stormed downstairs. All emotion that was good left Gaz's face, blush and all, when she heard his voice.

"You're lucky," she growled and re-squinted her eyes and went back upstairs.

"Whatever," Dib muttered. "Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow? Maybe we can hang out again?"

"Don't push your luck," Zim said then thought about it. "We'll see. You didn't try any tricks, so we might be able to 'hang out' again. It all depends on what happens."

"Ok well just let me know," Dib walked with Zim to the door. "Bye Zim."

"Bye Diblet." And Zim walked out the door.

Dib went back upstairs and got ready for bed.

Gaz went upstairs, but was watching and listening to them, while hiding behind the wall. She always thought they might be friends. She loved her brother, of course, and she's glad for him to have a friend. She would never admit it, but it's true. She just knows Zim isn't the best choice for a friend though. It might end badly.

She's always thought Zim was cool in his own way. His hair was ok, and he never really cared what kids thought of him. He was just trying to be normal. She always kinda thought he was cute, in a way… just too weird. It's ok that he is an Irken, just too weird. If he were just not too weird he might have a chance with her…. Maybe.

She went to her room, after Zim left and before Dib could see her. She continued her game and thought about whether Zim would really tell Gir she said hi, or if he'd just laugh.

He has been acting different and Gaz has noticed, but even she doesn't know why….