Gaz POV

Right away we started to pack, but the house didn't give us much to pack since its arm kept shooting out of the wall and fixing the things I was packing which was getting annoying so I just gave up and let it do all the work.

'I wonder how dad is holding up without us.' I thought to myself and turned the T.V. on to dad's channel, sitting down on the couch.

"This program has been canceled due to the host going crazy." An announcer said. "For more information on the situation, please visit our website, now onto our new series, 'myth or real?'.

'Hmm… I wonder what happened…' I thought to myself.

"Zim!" I yelled.

"What is it Gaz-human?" he asked as he exited the elevator and sat next to me.

"Do you have internet here? And maybe a normal computer?" I asked him as I leaned back and stretching.

"Uh… what do you need it for?" he asked.

"I want to find out what happened to Professor Membrane, you know they canceled his show because he went crazy or something like that." I informed him.

"Um… Computer! Do as the Gaz human said!" he said and a little computer screen shot out of the wall and in front of us, showing us a video.

"Aliens! Aliens! They exist! They do! I'm telling you, I was almost killed by one! They exist!" Membrane kept yelling into the camera, shaking it roughly at times, he looked a whole lot like Dib does when he talked about aliens.

"And so down falls one of our greatest Icons the world has ever known, may his sanity rest in peace." The narrator said and the screen went dark and shot back into the wall

"Zim… he's talking about you, wasn't he." I asked him.

"I am the only alien on earth… well as far as I know." He said.

Something over powered me… a sensation of happiness, something I've never felt before, and I liked it. I jumped on Zim and hugged him.

"Thank you so much Zim! That bastard finally got what he deserved." I said, tears in my eyes… tears of happiness, hugging him tighter to me.

Slowly he hugged me back, as if he couldn't believe that I hugged him.

After about a minute of this, we slowly pulled apart and looked at each other in the eye. Something in his eyes was pulling me closer to him, something in there was urging me to do something, and I saw that he was leaning in to me also.

"EEEE!" I heard Gir screech from behind us just as our lips were about to touch.

I jumped back a blush spreading on my face.

"Gir? What are you doing here? I told you to go help the computer pack!" Zim yelled.

But Gir ignored him, he started to run around. "Zim and Gaz, sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G!" he yelled. "I told you I would make Gaz lovable!" he yelled screeching into the elevator.

"What is he talking about Zim?" I asked him, completely lost.

"Nothing of importance, I got to go." He said and disappeared into the kitchen where I heard a flushing sound.

I sighed and leaned back into the couch. 'What the heck was that Gaz?' I mentally yelled at myself.

But I knew what the answer was… I was falling in love…

Zim POV

I fell back on my bed, arms wide open. My hand going up to my lips. "I can't believe I almost kissed her." I murmured to myself. "I wonder if she feels the same way I do… I wonder if her Pak is defective."

I sighed and sat up, my elbows on my knees as I hunched forward. "If only Gir didn't interrupt us, if only I could have tasted her… just this once…" I said to myself, groaning.

"Mastah?" I heard Gir say from the door.

"What is it now Gir?" I growled at him.

"I interrupted because it wasn't the right time for you two. You didn't deserve that kiss yet. Plus, she is fifteen, mastah… wait until she is old enough to handle everything." Gir said and walked away, leaving me alone to think about what he said.

He was right, she is fifteen… I groaned and fell back on my bed, my hands covering my face.

Why does life hate me so much? This feeling in me tells me that age is just a number… but I have another feeling that is telling me to be patient, that I shouldn't rush things.

"Zim? Dib is all patched up, earlier than expected, yes, but patched up. He'll wake up in about five hours." The computer said.

I sighed. "Thanks, are you almost done packing?" I asked him.

"Yeah, finished."

"Get the voot-cruiser ready, make it bigger so that all of us could fit and sleep in it, and be sure to tell me when you are done." I mumbled and decided to call it a day, falling asleep.