(A/N): wow…..inspirations for this chapter only took about 6 months…don't kill me!!! *hides* the brain block on this was sooo big, so I did bunches of JTHM fanfics, and now I think I can write this chapter! Woo….bout time right?

"Zim!" Kimi growled. "It's patrol time. Come on already!"

Zim looked up from his current project. "It is isn't it?"

Kimi sighed. "Yes." She crossed over to her snack fridge in their new hover suits.

Zim waited at the door, until they took off. They did the usual rounds. Through the weaponry, where Zim would get distracted by the beautiful pieces of mass destruction, and Kimi would have to remind him as tallest he was supposed to set an example to his people.

After that they usually did their rounds around though several machine bases to see what was going on there.

The last stop was always the prison yards. Every time while passing through, Dib refused to look at anyone.

It was a week into the tallest's career. Zim glanced out their room's window. What was this feeling that he had encountered so much lately? Could it be that he, Zim, was bored? "Nonsense!" he cried. "Zim has none of this boredom!"

Kimi eyes him and went back to pretending that he didn't exist. Zim sat down and though a few seconds. Why was he so bored? What was he missing?

GIR looked up at him. "Awwww master? Why so sad? How about a chicken?" He held up a squeaky chicken toy.

"Where did you get that?" Zim said eyeing the chicken.

"From the stinky earth place!" GIR chirped. "It smells like a monkey!"

Zim then realized that most of the things Gir talked about involved those stupid earth creatures. That's right. Earth. He conquered it. Who dare even oppose his amazing work? Dib, yes dib! "That was the boy who dared oppose me." Zim said.

Kimi had left the room. Zim stood up hovering over the floor by a few inches. "Who dares take on me? Tallest Zim!" He yelled looking around. No one answered.

He shrugged. "Ah well." Sitting back down he sighed frustrated." I am all alone I guess."

"No master. You got me and the chicken!" Gir was standing on his head squeaking the little bird.

Zim sighed still very bored. Then one of his brilliant ideas popped into his head. He got up marching straight towards the prison yards.

Dib sat in a corner of the cell scratching away at the dusty floor. His glasses were barely still intact. There was still a crack from when they threw him in here on the right eye. "I'm the only sane one still here." He muttered glancing across the way at Gaz, who thought she was a dinosaur by this point and time. She was old now as well. Cuckoo per say.

He saw a shadow in the corner of his eye looming beside the cell door. He turned to see that horrible alien that destroyed his life. "Hello dib."

"Zim…" Dib muttered. "What do you want now? Are you here to kill me?"

Zim looked around. "No." He leaned into the cell door. "I am here to...ummm….why was I here again?" He looked down. "Ah yes." He put his hand on the door key opening it and stepping inside. "I'm not here, because I like you dib."

Dib scoffed. "Obviously…I've been locked up for a long time now."

Zim glared. "As I said, I'm not here because I like you. I'm bored, and need a source of entertainment."

Dib looked at him. "So you are going to perform horrible alien tests on my body?"

Zim grinned. "Yes…wait no…even worse…errrr….yeah that sounds like a good idea."

He got two guards attention who then got dib dragging him out of the cell. "Wait…what are you? Doing!!!!!!????" Dib yelled. He tried to fight, but he was old now. It didn't work.

Dib woke up strapped to a machine. "What is this?" He mumbled.

Zim shrugged. "I don't know, wanted to test my invention on you I guess."

Dib glared. "You're horrible."

Zim smirked. "I know this. Why must you say what I already know?" He pulled the lever, and the whole machine fired up.

Dib fighted with all his might as the beam headed straight for him and struck his body engulfing it completely.

Zim stood back watching it take effect, but it didn't go as planned. Instead of doing what it was supposed to, the machine did the entirely wrong thing.

Dib got up feeling pretty good about himself. "Wait? I'm not dead." He looked at his reflection pleased by the results. "What? I'm young again! Woohoo!"

Zim checked the label of the machine. "What!? youth machine? Where is the liquefying-of -the -organator 5900?"

The guard shrugged. "That's in the other room." Zim was frustrated by this point. "The machine has failed meeeeeeee!!!!!!!!"

Dib stood up. "I'm not going to fight you Zim." He said sadness in his voice.

Zim turned to face him. "Hmmmmm?"

Dib nodded. "I'm not stupid. You have a laser there. There. There and there." He pointed to locations around the room. "Well…see you." He just then turned and walked out.

Zim stood at the door. "Waaaaaiiiiit!!!! Where are you going?"

"Away from here." And with that, dib left.

Zim grumbled under his breath. "That did nothing for me, pathetic pig-beast!"