I'm baaack! This time with more story goodness. Yes, it was Gir all along, and he is very adorable. Anyway, on with the show! I do not own 'Invader Zim', but Zora Ozbourne is rightfully mine.

Gaz and Gir were finally able to drag Dib into his rightful bedroom, leaving dust particles in his hair. Gaz slumped down on the wall, surprised that her brother was that heavy.

"Well, that should take care of that idiot, for now." As she got up to leave, a black sharpie on the corner of his desk caught her eye.

Gir fell into idle mode, snoozing away on the blue bean bag on the floor. She grabbed the marker and looked over at Dib,"I guess I'll take my leave... as soon as I'm done leaving you a 'brief' notice."

After around five minutes, Gaz closed the sharpie and placed it in her pocket. 'I think I'll keep this handy, just in case.', she thought to herself as she closed the door and strolled down the hallway towards her room.

She looked down from the railing and called out, "Zora, I got Dib in his room. Hurry up and finish your talk with that idiot down there."

She stepped into her room and slammed the door. She grabbed her pizza with one hand, and the remote with the other, flipping the channels to find something interesting to watch.

'

I wonder what's taking her so long? Meh, she's a big girl. I think she can handle him."

She looked down on the floor and noticed Zim's PAK lying on the floor near Zora's sleeping bag.

"Yep, she can handle him alright." She flipped the channel over to the Gaming Network, which was showing a preview of the new 'Game Slave: Apocalypse'.

"I'd tap that." Gaz smirked as she snacked away on her slice of pizza.

Meanwhile, as Gaz gloated away on her 'priorities', the two 'lovebirds' were still in the kitchen.

Zim glared down into Zora's eyes, like as if he was trying to reap her soul through them.

"Zim... let.. me.. go!" Zora struggled to break free of his iron grip, but had little success. His grip was firm, very firm.

Zim chuckled menacingly. "Now, now Zora. I think we can get along without such antics and use of violence."

'Look who's talking!', she thought to herself. "Well, may I ask why you are holding me down like this?"

Zim smirked even wider. "Oh, no. That isn't holding down."

He quickly bounded both her wrists with one huge hand, and slammed her against the wall, holding her chin with the other hand. "This is holding you down."

Her breath quickened as she frantically wiggled around to break loose, but alas, zero progress.

"Dammit, Zim. Leggo! This isn't funny. What did I ever do to you?"

Zora paused in fear as she looked up to meet his eyes. They were glowing so red, that his contacts looked like they almost disappeared.

"You? You stupid girl. You don't know? You toyed with me, fluttering away those large, yellow eyes, laughing that- that- adorable giggle! YOU THINK YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING?"

Zora blanked out for a few seconds, still keeping her eyes fixated on his. The two didn't speak a word for a long while.

After what seemed like an eternity, Zora finally spoke out, "I didn't do anything."

Zim's frown slowly crooked into a small smirk. The witch also spoke again, "And, you have pretty eyes."

Zim froze, and after a few moments, relaxed once again. He loosened his grip on his hostage, freeing her sore wrists.

"Ouch. You know, for a minute there, I thought you were really serious... uh, Zim?" Zora looked over his face, but he turned away quickly.

"You best be heading upstairs. Gaz-human is waiting for you."

"But, what about you? Aren't you coming?" Zora tried reaching for his shoulder, but pulled back. She sensed that he was overwhelmed.

"Yes, I'll be along shortly. I... apologize... for acting in such a crude manner. Forgive me." Zim still wouldn't face her.

Zora's brow crooked a bit before she started making her way up the stairs. "Well, alright. Good night, Zim." She frowned slightly as he looked down from the railing, 'Poor Zim. I guess he's stressed. But damn! He really has a strong grip. Best be careful around him next time...'. She closed the door, finally in safe confines of her best friend's bedroom.

"Good night... Zora.", the alien whispered to himself. Upon his countenance was a deep shade of blood red. Damn! How could that girl have such a large affect on him? He thought to himself as he continued to brood, looking down at his hands. 'That girl... who is she really?", he told himself in the empty silence of the kitchen, before turning off the lights and heading up to Dib's room for the rest of the night.

"Hey! About time you showed up! What were you two doing, playing charades?" Gaz looked paranoid, but her expression melted away as she saw the look on Zora's face.

"Wait, DID HE DO SOMETHING TO YOU?" Zora snapped her attention up at her worried friend.

Gaz never worries about anyone, let alone her own brother. The only things Gaz worries about in her life are her games, pizza, possibly her dad when he's busy with his crazy experiments, and her best friend.

"No. He didn't. Gaz?"

"Huh? What is it?", the purple haired female looked up in confusion.

"I think Zim is.."

"Is.. what? Speak, woman!"

Zora grew more anxious as she thought about her response.

"I think Zim... is somewhat like me."

"What do you mean?" Gaz seemed to know where this was going.

"I mean... I think.. he isn't human at all." Zora silently looked down at her wrists, seeing that Zim left hand marks on them. Only, they didn't look like hands... they looked more like claws.

Gaz sighed and said finally, "I think it's time for some sleep. We'll talk about it in the morning."

Zora nodded, looking down once more at the claw marks before putting on her night gown and preparing her sleeping bag. She looked up and saw Zim's PAK in front of her.

"Um, doesn't this belong to Zim?"

Gaz looked down and said, "Oh, yeah. Lemme see that."

Zora handed it over to Gaz as she took it and went to Dib's door. She 'knocked' on the door very loudly, with Zim opening it in response.

"What is it?" He mumbled in a grouchy tone. Gaz threw the PAK at his stomach and growled.

"I believe this is yours?" She turned and stormed away into the room and slammed her door.

'Well, this evening was indeed... eventful.', thought Zim as he closed the door and went straight to sleep.