The planet Heboad was humid and jungley. The plants were littered with shades of blue, yellow, and vermillion. The lifeforms displayed the natural survival of the fittest mentality shared by the creatures of earth. Carnivores eating herbivores, carnivores eating carnivore babies, herbivores beating up carnivores for eating their friend.

A female Irken was searching the area, disgruntled that the bug she had placed had interference and they had lost contact for a couple of earth days. Even though there was no sound, the bug was still transmitting for a while, Heboad was there last known location until the signal died. She was to keep track of Zim's group at all times as his role in The Employer's plan was crucial. To her, this unfortunately meant she had to make sure Zim lived.

"Ow!" Tak tripped over a strange metallic object. She picked it up to inspect it further. It was conical, it was almost like a flashlight. However, she looked closely at the metal, it wasn't native to Heboad. It was Irken metal. Defective Irken metal.

"Nar! Get over here!" Tak yelled. Lard Nar followed by a number of other Resisty members gathered around Tak.

"Did you find something?" Nar asked.

"Yes, yes I have," Tak said sinisterly.

"No, Shloonktapooxis, the red wire goes into the green slot, the blue plug into the white slot, the yellow slot uses the green line, and the gray plug doesn't work so use the black one instead," Nar ordered Shloonk.

"Alright, boss!" A jumbling of wires could be heard and the clank of Shloonk's head hitting the monitor. "Hey, boss."

"What Shloonk?"

"I don't have any hands!"

"Oh right. Someone help Shloonk! Now who's getting the hyper-thermal kernels?"

"Spleenk's handling those, boss." An explosion is heard from the Resisty culinary room.

"Sorry, boss," Spleenk said weakly.

"I am surrounded by incompetence," Tak remarked. "Just hurry up and play the video!"

"Hey, none of my crew members are experts in the field of monitor-video connections," Nar said, "It's not like you're doing anything."

"I found the thing, it's your job to make it work."

"You gave me a poorly crafted device, I can't do much if the chips inside start exploding!"

"It's plugged in!" Shloonk shouted.

"How did you..."

The monitor lit up and static filled the screen...

"All right, Gir, this new recording system in your eye is almost done." The static disappeared to reveal Zim's hand. The fingers were making slight movements, delicately finishing Gir's visuals upgrade.

"Hehehe, it feels like the bugs in my dog suit," Gir laughed.

"Don't move, Gir. I must make sure this is functioning so my conquest could be seen by Irken newborns as an example of...epic...conquesting...of conquest."

"The bugs said they'd conquest my suit, too!"

"...what?"

*CRASH* The camera panned to reveal Dib, sitting in the pilot seat of the Dibship.

"Dib-worm! How can you learn to pilot the Dibship if you keep crashing into every rock floating in deep space!"

"All you did was say 'Dib-human, fly the ship' and walked away. I'm sorry if the controls are more complicated than a joystick and a few buttons," Dib said.

Gir's head turned again to see Gaz and Kor sitting together. They were bored after flying in space for so long, though Gaz entertained herself by watching Dib's mistakes.

"I don't know why you let him drive the ship," Gaz said, "He got banned for life from the DMV for reckless driving during his test."

"How was I suppose to know that the Chupacabra was actually a deformed midget?"

"I suppose that's what those lenses on your optics is for," Kor said.

"He was sucking on a goat!"

"People suck on goats all the time, Dib, it's called being from a different country," Gaz retorted.

"They do not!"

Gir returned to his original position, with Zim standing before him.

"FOCUS, DIB!" Zim yelled, "I'm still working on Gir and I ne...hey, it's working."

"I AM FOCUSED!"

"Um, sir?" Skoodge said, trying to notion Zim.

"It's Skoodge piggy!" Gir brought his arms forward in an attempt to grab him..

"Not now, Skoodge, I'm looking for the button to activate this thing," Zim said.

"I like how I had no say in this decision, considering he is driving me," The Dibship remarked. "I honestly don't trust any of you after I woke up to find goo and puncture wounds on me. It was like I was raped by a tentacle monster. Especially that goth, fiddling with my innards like some mad doctor."

"Oh no, how will I manage with the moral guilt," Kor said dryly.

"Sir, there's a pl-" Skoodge said again.

"Not now, Skoodge," Zim answered.

"But hey, it's not like I have any will of my own," The Dibship continued, "I'm just a slave to your tyrannical goals, so go ahead and mistreat me! Carve my innards! Remove my will! Crash into a planet!"

"I WILL NOT CRASH INTO A PLANET!" Dib yelled.

"You idiot! There's a planet right there!" Gaz yelled.

"Huh?"

The crew of the Dibship turned to see the bluish planet that was growing bigger by the minute. They stood there in shock for a good five seconds before Skoodge brought them out of their trance.

"SIR!"

"NOT NOW SKOODGE! THERE'S A PLANET RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!" Zim yelled.

"Get us out of here!" Gaz shouted at her brother.

"I can't, we must be caught in its gravitational field!" Dib shouted as he desperately tried to turn the ship upwards.

"Use the reverse thrusters!" Kor shouted.

Dib looked at the panel with various shiny buttons, not knowing which buttons did which. Time was constraining him, added pressure to his decision. He closed his eyes and pressed a button. The ship accelerated faster.

"That's the forward thrusters!"

"Well, time to be mutilated," the Dibship said.

"Yaaay!" Gir shouted.

The camera returned to Zim, who was angered by Dib's incompetence. "STUPID DI-" -szzzsk-