Heh, This chapter has a little Dibbeh thought for you!

Dib's POV

I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. I was soaked to the bone and getting my bed wet as well but I couldn't find it in myself to care. My mind had one thing on it, but that one thing broke down into a million faucets.

Zim. The past two, or was it three, days he had been completely different towards me. It was almost like he had always been this way though, like maybe I was just too busy fighting him to notice. I was almost glad that I had a friend besides my little sister now, someone to talk to me without degrading everything I said. I had almost been glad to have detention with him. I felt around for the note we had passed in my pocket and then remembered it was in my trench coat pocket.

Gaz walked by my room, music blaring out of her headphones, which reminded me of Zim's singing. I had never known that he could sing, although I guess I had never bothered to find out either. Walking behind him and listening was one of the best choices I had made in a while. When he sang it was like magic. Zim's singing sounded better than the real song. When you heard it, you wanted to stop and stay for awhile, maybe even beg him to sing your favorite song for you.

I started to drift off to sleep and I couldn't help but reply the memory of his music in my mind.

Zim's POV

In the middle of practicing I sneezed and got all messed u1p. I don't even know how and I sneezed considering I don't have a nose. I was about to start over when a something cold and hard fell on my head.

"AHHHH!" I screamed.

"HITHERE! ME AND THE KITTEH ARE HUNGRY!" GIR screeched.

I sighed. Could I go one day without someone scaring the living hell out of me? Apparently not.

"Fine lets go get some tacos." I said and stepped into the elevator. Inside, I snuggled deeper into Dib's trench coat. It smelled just like him, no matter how cheesy that sounded. Upstairs I grabbed GIR's leash and attached it to the collar of his puppy costume. Metal arms came out and put on my disguise. I looked at the furry animal in GIR's arms and wondered if I should bring it. I shrugged and dragged GIR out the door. He wouldn't let it get away.

The sun was out now I and turned my face to the warmth it provided. There was a rainbow across the eastern part of the sky and I turned my head. On Irk we didn't have rainbows, probably because we didn't have rain. I debated with myself on whether the rainbows were worth the rain, it was ironic that it took acid to make something so pretty.

After about ten minutes of walking we reached the Crazy Taco. GIR squealed in delight and ran inside, yanking the leash out of my hand. I sighed and walked in after him. At the counter I ordered twenty large tacos and a plate of nachos. At the table GIR ate taco after taco, while I picked at the nachos. It was somewhat fascinating to watch him eat. He could eat a taco in two bites. Every now and then he gave a little piece of beef to the kitten to eat.

After a moment I looked over at the register. I was a bit surprised no one had kicked me out for bringing a dog and a cat into the restaurant. I shrugged and nuzzled down into Dib's coat again. I closed my eyes and thought about auditions. The more I practiced and the better I got the more I was positive I would succeed in getting in the show. I was running through my act in my head when someone interrupted.

"Zim? What are you doing here?" I turned around and saw Dib sitting with his sister eating a taco.

"GIR requested I get him and his pet food." I said simply. I was surprised that Dib was here, but happy none the less.

"Oh. Gaz wanted food too… What is GIR's pet?" He asked confused. I took the kitten that was sitting on the table and showed it to Dib.

"Oh, when did you get a cat?" His brow furrowed. I could practically hear him hoping that I wasn't planning on performing experiments on it. I scoffed in my head, as if I would do such a thing to a poor tiny creature.

"Yesterday." I was just peering over the edge of the booth and I think it was starting to creep dib out that he could only see my eyes and hair. I grinned evilly and decided to stay where it was hard to see me. But that plan was foiled when Dib got up and moved to sit next to me in my booth.

"HEY! I didn't invite you to sit with me." I pouted, mad that my plot had been ruined.

"Do I need to be invited?" He said leaning closer. I leaned back and he grinned impishly. "You're still wearing my coat."

I looked down at the black jacket. "No I'm not…"

"Oh really? Because that definitely looks like my trench coat."

I frowned. "I… erm… yeah it is." I admitted. I couldn't come up with a comeback when he was this close, making that funny face.

"Why are you still wearing it if it's not raining?" He looked like he knew the answer; he just wanted to make me say it. If I didn't know any better I would say that Dib was screwing with me. (A/N Oh Zimmeh you wish Dib was screwing with you. XD IMMA DIRTY GIRL! XD)

"IM DOOONE!" GIR yelled.

"Erm… I really must be going Dibbles, so…. BYE!" I took my chance and ducked under the table to escape, trench coat tail sailing behind me as I ran out the door with GIR and his cat.

DAwwwwwww. Zimmeh likes wearing Dib's coat. And Dib seems to like that he's wearing it. ;D