Needless to say, the next few weeks were far from boring. If it wasn't trying to separate Zim and Dib or having gaming sessions with Gaz, it was going to the visiting the Neitherworld with Lydia and BJ. The first time we went there, my mind was blown. It was like a mixture of the insane and wonderful that didn't quite make sense and yet made perfect sense based on where it was. Admittedly, as much as I found the Neitherworld fascinating and brilliant, I found that I wasn't comfortable staying there long, surrounded by the restless dead was a little unnerving. I could tell that Dib, however drown in by the world of the paranormal, found it a little dampening on the mood. It was like he was always searching for something…

Lydia had settled in brilliantly over time, she had gotten used to the constant reminders of out DOOM when in the classroom and now that she could trust us with her secret, her and BJ were a lot more open around us. She would join us on missions into Zims base and with BJ around, it would be a lot easier and more fun. GIR and BJ got on like a house on fire, with just as much destruction!

One weekend, Lydia invited me and Dib for a sleepover. She also invited Zim, but he refused claiming that not only did he not sleep, but would never consider spending a night in a 'human dirt hovel'. I was alone at home, packing my bag for the night when I heard a tapping at my bedroom window. My heart jumped into my throat as the green, bug-eyed face of GIR's disguise was staring back at me, hovering in the air with his rocket legs. I opened my window and let him tumble into my room. He lowered his hood and looked up at me with sad eyes.

"What's up, GIR?" I asked, getting to my knees to have a better look.

He clutched his head in discomfort, "Brain storm."

"Brain storm?"

Suddenly, he jumped into the air, laughing manically. The lid of his head opened wide and a surge of lighting and thunder rose out of it, soaking my face with rain. His laughter was followed by a low cackle at the storm cloud grew a pair of yellow eyes and morphed into the black and while stripped figure of BJ.

"Brain storm, get it?" GIR cackled, "I don't!"

I laughed and was helped to my feet by BJ, "He's learning babes!"

"Yeah, unfortunately for us." I said drying my face on my jacket.

"Little guy's coming with us to Lydia's."

I nodded, this night was going to get a little more dysfunctional by the looks of it. Awe, GIR's first sleepover. I felt a little surge of pride, I don't know what it was about GIR, but he felt like a little brother to me.

"Ready to head of, babes?" BJ asked, arms resting on my desk while his legs floated above the ground, "Or do you have a little light packing to do?"

He winked and a sudden tingle erupted from the heels of my shoes to the waves of my hair. The room shifted upwards and there was the slight sensation that I was falling. I was used to being a victim to BJ's puns, but this was something new. I shut my eyes as the pit of my stomach lurched. Suddenly, everything was still. I peeked one eye open and let out a cry of surprise and horror as a giant BJ grinned down at me. I instinctively backed away and bumped into something soft and fuzzy. I looked up and saw GIR in his dog suit waving madly, but he was now as tall as the house! That's when it hit me. Little and light…

"This was the best joke you could come up with?" I asked, having to shout in my new shrunken form, "I would have thought the ghost with the most would have thought of something more clever."

BJ lay down on his front so that we were now eye level, "Hey, the ghost with the most never disappoints, or my name isn't Beetlejuice!"

His pupils dilated and he clasped his hands over his mouth. He jumped to his feet, forcing me to dive out of the way of his boot. The room plummeted into a chilling cold and the windows and doors of my room were thrown open, a strong wind knocking me to my feet. The ground shook and a strange light was emitting from the floor. I could hear GIR screaming in fear and BJ begging at some unseen force.

"Oh come on! It was a slip of the tongue! Give me another chance I've been good for the past three-hundred years! Come on, please!"

The lights flickered and I heard the glass of my window smashing above me. I ducked and covered my head it my arms, preparing to be sliced in half by the falling shards. A series of clanging forced me to look up and see GIR crouching over me, allowing the glass to bounce off of him. Beetlejuice was nowhere to be seen, but I could hear him crying out, begging and getting slowly fainter. I rushed out from under GIR and just managed to see BJ being pulled into a large hole in the middle of my carpet. I screamed and ran forward, gripping one of his fingers trying to pull him up. I called for GIR who flashed red and grabbed BJ's other arm. There was a final tug from inside the hole, and BJ was gone. Everything was quiet, and there was no sign of the force that had taken BJ. I panted for breath and collapsed to my knees, pounding on the carpet in anger. That's when I noticed something horrible. Not only had BJ been dragged to who knows where, but now I was stuck like this. I must have been about 3 inches tall! My anger boiled in my skin, that didn't matter right now, whoever or whatever that thing was, he took BJ. No one hurts a friend of mine.

I looked down at my wrist and flipped open the communicator that Dib had given me. I tapped in a few digits and managed to contact Dib. I really should have called Lydia, but for some reason he came to mind first, maybe it was just force of habit. Then again, I didn't have her as a contact yet on my communicator, and lord help me if I tried to use my mobile at this size!

"Amy? What's up?" his image dissolved in front of me.

"Uh, it's a long story."

"No it's not!" GIR giggled.

"Look, I need you to call Lydia and both of you meet me at Zim's house like yesterday, we've got a big problem!"

"Not really!"

"GIR quiet! Please, I'll explain everything later!"

"Why are you at Zim's?" Dib asked, arching his brow.

"I'm not… yet… Please Dib, this is really important. I need you to do this one little thing for me!"

"HA, little thing!"

"GIR I'm serious, shut up!" I snapped.

"Has that alien scum done something to you?"

"No, please Dib! BJ's in trouble, I'll explain when you get there, please I need you!"

He paused and looked at me directly in the eyes. I noticed that tears were starting to form, he sighed and nodded, "We'll be there as soon as possible."

I breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

The transmission was cut and I suddenly felt something warm and wet splash at my feet. I turned around and looked up at GIR, who was crying.

"Amy-cakes don't like me no more!" he sobbed.

Oh that's all I needed, being made to feel smaller by an emotional robot! "No GIR, don't be silly, I'm sorry. You know I like you."

I patted his leg gently and the next thing I knew, the floor was rushing away from me as something hoisted me into the air by my jacket. GIR, pinching the fabric between his fingers, pulled me up to his eye level, a whimper of anxiousness escaped me and he grinned.

"Promise?"

"Yes I promise, now GIR, do you want me to like you more?" I rushed, not liking the feeling of swaying in mid-air.

I waited while he nodded vigorously, "So much you'll bring cake again?"

"That's right GIR, lots of cakes. But if you want the cakes, you have to take me to Zim, okay?"

GIR tilted his head to the side and for a moment I thought that he didn't understand a word I had said. But then he nodded and lifted me over his head and placed me next to his antenna before pulling his green hood over me. Wow it was so hot in here, I prayed that GIR would be quick, I couldn't breathe in here! I felt more heat as he tuned on the rockets in his legs and propelled himself through the window. I clutched onto the metal rod poking out of his head and clenched my eyes shut in fear. I'm not scared of flying, but then again, I'd never ridden on the top of a robot head before.

I don't know how fast GIR was flying, but it must have been pretty quick because the next thing I felt was the rhythmic bobbing as GIR walked towards the house. I crawled forward and peeked out from under the hood, just in time to see the front door open. Inside, Zim was standing in front of the TV, staring with great interest at the screen. I clasped my hand over my mouth as I saw that it wasn't a TV show he was watching, it was Gaz. She was sitting on her bed at her house, gaming. Zim looked up and quickly pressed a button on the remote, turning the set off.

"GIR! Don't sneak up of Zim!"

GIR shrugged, "Look-see what I found!"

He lowered his hood, letting me take a thankful gasp of air. I had to admit, despite the situation I was in, and having just seen BJ getting dragged into the depths of the unknown, there was a moment of pure amusement as Zim set his eyes on me. His magenta eyes widened and his jaw hit the floor. He took a wary step closer and crouched down to get a closer look at me. I let out a nervous laugh and waved my fingers at him.

"Uh… hi Zim."

There was a further moment of bemused hesitation before he shot out his hand and gripped me tightly around my torso, securing my arms to my sides. He lifted me up to eye level and pointed at me menacingly with his free hand.

"LIES!" he cried, making my ears ring, "You saw nothing!"

"What you spying on Gaz? Were we interrupting something?" I retorted, kicking my legs.

"Uh, GIR, I was just observing the gaming skills of the Did-sister, it seems the device she uses contains some Irken similarities. It seems she's being trained somehow." His eyes shifted uneasily.

I rolled my eyes, "Sure you did, but listen to me, something horrible has happened! Beetlejuice has -"

"Oh I don't see this as horrible!" he prodded me gently, "In fact this is good, now Zim is the tallest! HA!"

"Zim this doesn't have anything to do with height! Please, this is serious! BJ -"

"Victory for Zim!"

"ZIM!" I cried, making him flinch, "If you don't listen to me right now I'm telling Dib about the camera's you've set up in Gaz's room!"

"Oh, Amy-worm, I don't think you're in a real position to threaten me, are you?"

I glared at him. Behind me, I heard the front door open. The room gave a frightening lurch as Zim bent his arm to hide me behind his back. I wriggled and kicked, but his grip only tightened more. Thankfully, the next voice I heard was one I was all too happy to hear.

"Zim! Where is she you lizard?" Dib cried, leaping into the room.

"And have you seen BJ around here?" Lydia asked.

"Dib! Lydia! Help, it's Amy! We've got to help BJ he's -"

My words were cut short by Zim jamming the knuckle of his thumb into my mouth. I yelled and called but my words were muffled and inaudible. Dib arched his brow in suspicion and Lydia folded her arms. Zim twitched the corner of his mouth in uneasiness. This was ridicules! Someone had to listen to me! BJ was probably in big trouble! I looked down at the slick black glove that was covering my mouth and had an idea. I rolled my eyes and clenched my eyes shut, clamping my teeth down into his skin as hard as I could. Zim shrieked in anger and pain and jolted his arm, brining me back up to eye lever. He lifted his fist to my face threateningly, eyes burning.

"Why you insolent little human!"

I spat out a piece of black fabric that was stuck in my teeth and turned to look at my saviours. Zim flushed and turned to look at them sheepishly. Dib narrowed his eyes in rage while Lydia left her mouth hanging open.

"LIES!" Zim cried, throwing the arm that held me outwards and allowing me to slip into GIR's open hands.

As GIR cradled me gently to his chest, I looked up at Dib and Zim. In a matter of second, all hell broke loose.