I didn't know that much about court cases, apart from what I'd seen on TV and I wasn't sure that was going to help me here. BJ was set before the judge which, to our amazing unfortunate luck, was the creature from earlier. It turns out that his name was Judge Eye-zen. I really with I was making that up but that really was his name. On one side of the room was a tall humanoid ghost with pure silver hair and hollow black eyes holding a large pile of papers. That must be the contractor, I thought to myself. On the other side of the room was out dysfunctional group. I had been briefed on how things were going to happen, apparently things work a little different down in the Neitherworld.

For one thing, the whole place was full of creatures and spectres, cheering and gorging on snacks like this was some kind of theatre show! BJ would be taken to the front for questioning, then given the verdict, and then we would get the chance to object if we disagree with the outcome. I cocked my head in confusion, what kind of messed up system was that?

"Court is not in session! Accused, to the stand." Eye-zen bellowed, pointing at BJ.

BJ nodded and took his seat in the small unit next to the Judge. The silver haired spectre glared at him and stood, ready for questioning. I gulped, by the look of all those papers, this was going to be painful, thorough and in great detail. He cleared his throat.

"Is your name BJ? An abbreviation of… this." He held out a note with Beetlejuice scribbled on it.

"That's my name, don't wear it out, take my advice on that one." BJ grinned anxiously.

"And did you sign these two contracts?"

BJ glanced at them, "Yeah…"

The ghost looked at the judge, "Yep, that's him."

A gasp of shock from the audience. I arched my brow, glaring at them from the top of GIR's metallic head. Was this place for real?

"Guilty!" The Judge bellowed, snacking his gavel on the desk.

The audience cheered.

"What?" Dib exclaimed, his mouth agape.

"Does any of the accused 'lawyers' have an objection to prove otherwise?" he used his claws as air quotes.

"YES!" we all chorused, hardly believing that he was even asking.

He groaned and flicked his wrist in boredom, "Fine, you have two minutes to prepare."

The group all looked down at me and my throat instantly dried. I could feel myself shivering under the pressure of speaking in front of all these people, un-dead or not. My muscles froze and a tiny squeak escaped me.

"Amy?" Lydia whispered.

"I don't think I can do this…" I rasped.

"Why not?" she asked, looking at me comfortingly.

I could feel my eyes widening at the sight of the ever growing crowd, the spiteful glares of the silver haired ghost, the boredom of the judge, the desperation of BJ…

"I've never told you guys this but… I get major stage-fright."

Zim cocked an eyebrow, "What is this 'stage-fright'? It is contagious!"

Dib rolled his eyes, "It means when you have a fear of talking in front of large groups of people, the size thing probably isn't helping much…"

"Dib-monkey, Zim asked if it was contagious!"

I shook my head, chewing my lip. Every electrical pulse in my brain was screaming at me to push forward and help BJ, but it was greatly outnumbered by every cell in my body turning to cement. GIR lifted his little metal hand to his head and started tapping my foot.

"Amy-cakes scared?"

"Um, yeah… Amy-cakes is very scared." I answered.

"Should I be scared with you?" he asked, a child-like innocents to his tone.

I smiled and bent down to stroke his fingers, "No GIR, you don't have to be scared."

"Okay!" he grinned.

God I wished I had brought my asthma pump or something, it was like I couldn't breathe, then again my inhaler would have probably made me explode if I dared use it now. I flinched as something soft and warm curved around me. I looked up and saw that Dib had cupped a hand around me and leant in close. I found myself nuzzling into his palm, seeking comfort away from the dozens of eyes staring at me. Dib smiled sheepishly.

"You know that one of us can go up instead, but I know you can do it. You never let me give up my paranormal studies, so I'm not going to let you give up when we're so close."

I folded my arms, "But there's so many people!"

"Then just look at the people you know, don't look at anyone else. Look at… you can look at, me, you know, if you... want…"

A small smiled twitched at the side of my mouth, he was acting more unsure of himself than I was. I took a deep breath and nodded, allowing him to retract his hand and return to his seat. Zim sighed and drummed his fingers on the desk.

"Is the Amy-beast going to get on with this or not?" he paused at the look of determination on my face and leered at me in what I presumed was a friendly gesture, "In it for the adventure once again?"

I nodded and returned the grin that Lydia was pointing at me. GIR giggled and took a few steps towards BJ. GIR was going to have to be my platform for the time being, but it was daunting, from my position on his head I could get a good view of everyone in the room. A cold sweat beaded at the back of my neck, but I took a breath and looked over my shoulder back at Dib, who gave me thumbs up. Lydia smiled appreciatively at me and I was positive that I even received a nod of approval from Zim, but to preserve his ego I pretended not to notice.

"Alright there babes? You had me a little worried." BJ smirked.

"I'm fine, but whatever happens, you have to go along with it, okay?"

He tilted his head to the side questioningly, but agreed nonetheless. The Judge clapped his gavel to the desk and announced that it was time for me to speak. A shiver came over me, but I forced myself to be composed, confident. I let my mind travel back to when I first met Dib and Zim, I was confident, cocky and determined, make me like that again. I will be like that again. Right now.

I took a breath, "Your honour, can you remind us what it is exactly that the accused had broken in terms of his contract?"

"The terms of his contract state that he is able to keep his powers on the terms that he never says his name, that was broken yesterday afternoon."

"Ah, but you see," GIR, acting as my legs picked the perfect moment to start pacing back and fore, "it says in the contract, multiple times, that the name must be said three times. True, he did say his name, but only the once."

Lydia got to her feet and handed the copy of the contract over to the Judge, he examined the parts underlined in red. He read it out loud.

"If the name is repeated thrice aloud then the contract shall be broken," he looked at another segment, "three times spoken…"

"So you see, there is no crime and the contract still stands."

The Judge glared at me, along with the silver haired ghost, but I ignored it and focussed on the contract in front of them.

"Go on girl!" BJ cried with triumph.

One of the guards came over and strapped a metallic device over his mouth, stopping him from talking. I'd seen those around skool, Dib had been forced into one plenty a time. I shuddered, they were barbaric and horrible, I couldn't believe they used them here too. The theory of Ms. Bitters being a vampire, or if not, a Neitherworld dweller was becoming more and more possible…

"Ah, but what about this." The contractor asked, pointing and reading, "the contract shall also be discontinued if the said signer reveals himself to a human"

My jaw clenched, damn it I missed that bit out! "Well, Lydia has already been -"

"I am aware of the standing agreement between the Neitherworld and Miss. Deetz. I am however not aware of how the rest of you fit into the equation." He smirked devilishly.

I started to panic, I couldn't breathe. I looked back at the group in hopes that they had some plan. Lydia bit her lip, Zim was glaring at the ghost and Dib pinched his chin in thought. He had a glint in his eyes, I looked at him as he nodded his head towards Zim, mouthing something. I smiled, perfect.

"But you see, Sir," I strained the word, "We're not human."

There was a dramatic gasp from the audience that I desperately tried to ignore. The Judge looked down at me with his threatening eye in the most uncomfortable of questioning manners.

"Explain."

"If the contract says that he must not reveal himself to any human besides Lydia, then once again, there is no crime here. Look at my friend here for example." I tapped my foot against GIR's flat head, the echo making him giggle, "He's metallic, a robot. Not human."

The nodded, "Well, yes, but one cannot represent the rest of you."

"He's an alien!"

I span around to see Dib standing on his chair, a gleeful glint in his eye as he pointed at Zim. I bit my tongue not to laugh. Zim glared at him as he got to his feet.

"It's true, look at him" Dib cried, "He's green, he's got red eyes and he had little bug-thingies on his ugly green head! He's an alien!" Zim growled and produced his metallic spider legs from his PAK and pinned Dib to the ground with them, but still, Dib didn't stop, "See, what human can do that?"

The Judge hit his gavel again calling for order. I raised my eyebrows at him triumphantly. However, the Judge narrowed his eyes and folded his claws together.

"Okay young man, we will believe you, if you can explain how you are not human."

Dib paled, "Excuse me?"

"If you are not human, than you are one step closer to freeing your friend. So child, what'll it be?"

Oh crap…

"Look at that head!" Zim cried, using his PAK legs to measure Dibs head, "No human could ever have a head that large!"

"My head's not big!"

"You see Halloweenie on law, he thinks it is normal! No human has a globe for a head and thinks it normal!"

Both Lydia and I smacked out palms to out heads in unison. We were doomed. No one in their right mind would ever buy that story! Sure, he had a big head, and from my point of view it looked a lot bigger, but that wasn't enough to make him appear inhuman. I'm so sorry BJ, I tried my best, we'll get you out, I promise. Oh wow, we were so doomed.

"Okay, that's a good point, moving on…"

My mouth hit the floor as the judge folded papers on his desk. Seriously, that worked?

"Oh come on!" Dib cried, throwing his arms in the air.

Another one of those mechanical devices that was keeping BJ from talking flew through the air and snapped around Dibs mouth, the force knocking him off his char. Zim cackled at the sight and ducked as once came flying towards him. He pointed in triumph but didn't see it turn back around and clamp around his mouth from behind. The two struggled, but were kept silent.

"Now, what about yourself? Lawyer." The silver haired ghost asked, leering at me.

I gulped, "Well, I'm… humans aren't this size and…" I was panicking again, it was oaky defending other people, but I couldn't do it for myself.

GIR raised his arm like a child in a classroom, "She's Amy-cakes! Amy-cakes ain't no human cuz she's mine!"

To prove a point he picked me up and clutched me to his chest, a smile pulling at his stitch-like mouth. When he was done, he replaced me back on his head, still looking up at the judge.

"I'm keeping my Amy-cakes!"

"It has a point…" said the judge, shrugging at the contractor.

Wait, that actually worked? How did that work? When has that ever worked before? Nevertheless, I wasn't about to argue.

I sighed with relief, "So you see, there has been no crimes. Both contracts still stand, so this whole thing has been a waste of time." I was pushing my luck, but I folded my arms and narrowed my eyes in triumph, "Was there anything else?"

The Judge grumbled and sighed in defeat, "Not guilty. Now get out."

The device was removed from BJ and he flew into the air, laughing manically with his new freedom. Lydia jumped out of her seat and ran to him, crushing him in a desperate embrace. I collapsed against GIR's antenna and tried to steady by breathing. That was too close.

"Point three to Amy-cakes?" GIR asked, grabbing me around the middle and holding me in front of his eyes.

I laughed, "Yeah, and ten points to you." I said, the big-sister in me taking over for a moment.

"YAY!" he cried, making my ears burn in pain.

BJ tousled my hair with his red-tipped finger, "Nice work babes, you had be worrying for a bit there! Let's get you back to normal so I can hug ya!"

"Not yet!" Dib called, grabbing BK by the wrist, a red ring around his mouth from the recently removed device, "If they see her in human size then we'll all going to be in trouble."

"The Dib-worm has a point. Can we leave now, the Halloweenies are swarming!" Zim darted his eyes at the many Neitherworld creatures that were roaming around the building, he too had a dark mark around his mouth.

Dib punched him in the arm, "That's for making fun of my head again!"

Zim returned the gesture by kicking him in the shin, "You are to expose the almighty Zim?"

"That's it!"

The two dived at one another, scrambling on the floor trying to outdo one another with their attacks. I smacked my palm to my face while GIR laughed manically. I looked up at Lydia and BJ through my fingers.

"Please… take us home…"