It's been two hours since Zim passed out. Gaz was sitting on the couch watching Zim's TV. She stayed partially because she was the one who made Zim pass out but she mostly wanted to give him the terms of his new servitude, that and she didn't want to be around her own house with Dib.

Admittedly, she thought Zim was at least tolerable, unlike Dib. They both viewed everyone else around them as idiotic and they both had a taste for mayhem. She knew he would be pretty cool to hang around, if he wasn't so stupid. Finally, Zim started to wake up.

"Huh! Wha?! What's going on?! Why are you in my base?!" Zim said while pointing at Gaz, "And, and -sniff- Why am I charbroiled? GIR!"

"Yeeeessssss," Gir had been watching TV with Gaz, he was over having his piggy blow up and had the usual stupid grin on his face.

"Tell me why my flesh is cooked to a medium rare."

"Weelll, my piggy 'sploded so I decided to make some bacon. So I got fire and it got everywhere!"

"You were playing with fire? And NOBODY did ANYTHING?!"

"The computer put the fire out, it made me sad, then I ate my bacon, then I watched TV."

"Computer."

"Yes," it answered.

"Why is it that I'm the only thing that's burned?"

"You find the earth water acidic, thus being the only substance we have to put out fires, we let you burn."

"Yes, that was logical thinking of you, Computer. Now onto more important manners. You!" pointing to Gaz again, "Get out."

Gaz continued watching TV and said, "No, now make me a sandwich."

"You think you can order me, ZIM!"

"You said you'd do anything, so I want grilled cheese."

"INSOLENT GIRL, you will have none of my cheese goo."

"Do it before I knock your head off."

"Ha, you only got me before because I was unprepared. Now we are in my base and I am now fully not unprepared." As Zim said this the legs on his PAK grew and he reach for the Doom Lasers he kept stored in the ceiling. "I shall give you till the count of 5. 1...2...3...4..."

~5 minutes later~

"Here's your grilled cheese, Gaz."

"Took you long enough."

"So about pointing those lasers at you, I meant nothing by it so lets all forget about it."

Gaz took out the laser she had stolen from Zim five minutes ago, pointed it within an inch of his face and said, "Don't ever do that again."

Zim felt a bead of sweat drop, "I am no fool. Hey wait, what time is it? 1900 Earth Hours! I was suppose to see Dib about the ship an hour ago."

"What do you want with my stupid brother and his stupid ship?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Fine, whatever, not like I care. Might as well go with you."

Dib had been working on the Dibship for almost four hours. It was one of the most boring things to have to bear with, mostly because he didn't actually get to do anything. No, by working on the Dibship, Dib was actually talking to it, and talking to it was...

Dismal, Dib thought.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT MY FEELINGS! YOU HEARTLESS, HEARTLESS BASTARD. YOU WANT TO GO TO SOME FAR AWAY PLACE AND LEAVE ME HERE!" The Dibship was on a two hour rant, a record for longest Wangst in Dib's book.

"FOR THE LAST TIME! YOU'RE COMING WITH US! CAN'T YOU GET THAT THROUGH YOU'RE THICK METAL PLATING!"

"You insult me? The only thing that can aid your quest to alien worlds? But wait, I'm just a loser aren't I? Chasing after aliens, bigfoots, sewer pixies, all to waste my life. Oh wait, that's your life isn't it?"

It was unbelievable for Dib. Him and the ship shared the same memories up to when he was twelve, but after that, nature developed the Dibship's life into something else. Without a Zim to give him a drive, the Dibship got a lot of time to think about his life as a loser. He became a monster that combined the angst of living as a teenage, mystery chasing, loser spaceship with the ability to taunt Dib for the large quantity of suck they shared. Thus, DIBSHIP the EMO-DOUCHE was created.

"Dammit, where's Zim, I can't deal with this any longer."

"It's always `I this' and `I that' with you isn't it? Well what about me? Where do I fit into your equation called Dib's life?! Do I get no love? Everything you talk about has to do with you!"

"You realize that by talking to me, you talk to yourself."

"I guess that makes you either highly emotional, an all-head jerk, crazy, or all of the above. Bubble in your answer."

"What is this highly emotional chatter?" Finally, Zim had just got to Dib's house, Gaz by his side.

"Finally," Dib said with a sigh of relief, "You can't believe what I went through. It was like having millipedes gnawing on your earlobes. FOR FOUR HOURS. Hey, what are you doing with my sis?"

"Due to some..unfortunate implications I have come to form a...treaty of...uh...ALLIANCE! Yeah, that's the word."

"An alliance, with Gaz, and she agreed?"

"Uh, uh, it is an ALLIANCE OF DOOM!"

"Zim broke my Gameslave so now he is my servant for eternity," Gaz interjected.

"HAHAHA, you have have to listen and do everything Gaz says? How pitiful!" Dib replied.

"Shut up, Dib."

"Yes, Gaz."

"Is the ship willing to fly?" Zim asked.

"Ask it yourself." Zim walked towards the bi-polar hunk if metal, he couldn't even get one word in before he was insulted.

"Well, if it isn't the teenager with a skin disease," it stared, "Tell me Zim, did you finally become a master of disguise or did everyone on earth lose hundreds of brain cells again?"

Zim didn't respond, he stared at the Dibship before walking around and checking certain parts. Zim did not want to converse with such a thing, all he wanted was to see if the flight capabilities still worked.

"Look at me, being treated like a mere object! No one cares about me!"

"I found the problem!" Zim exclaimed. "The ship must be bigger!"

"What?"

"Yes, of course," replied Dib, "It won't fit our teenage bodies anymore, would it?"

"Yes, we shall start rebuilding tomorrow!" Zim said.

"So you're just going to make me fat? Oh yeah, like that's going to make me want to take you to space. Obesity, solves everything. I'M GOING TO FEEL SO AWKWARD! WAAAAAAA!"

Zim ignored the Dibship's comments. "Yes, we shall rebuild, then invade! Now let us celebrate with waffle nourishment!"

"No," Gaz said.

"You deny Zim his waffle? Why must you deny the waffle!"

"No, idiot. I'm not going to let you go on your stupid invasion."