A/N: Well from the reviews I can tell that you guys liked it. Aside from Invader Johnny with a very vague response but I can tell he liked the story :)

Well, let me not keep you guys long, have at it!

Chapter 2: Unsolved Tensions

Five hours after he had went to sleep, Zim woke up with a large headache. He held his claw to his forehead and sighed, Yesterday took a lot of energy out of me... need to take it easy... He tried to sit up but found forms resting on his stomach. Aw, look at them. I never realized how cute they were. Zim thought to himself with a small smile. He picked Gir and Minimoose up in his arms and carefully got off the couch. He placed them back on the couch calmly.

Suddenly, his PAK started beeping. 'Master, you need to come into the lab. Now.' Computer's voice rang out.

"Right, on my way." Zim responded with a slight frown. He wondered what was up with Computer, usually he never contacted Zim - if at all- directly or indirectly unless it was to warn whether there was an intruder in the base or if some systems were malfunctioning. Something must've come up. Zim's antennae curled in curiosity. He stood on top of the toilet and was sucked into the lair.

When Zim reached the underground lair, he walked forwards whilst looking at the walls and ceiling. "Computer, what's wrong? Did an intruder pop up or did one of the failed experiments escape?"

"No. Anyway, I need to scan your body as I noted from yesterday that your mannerisms and physiology were acting very erratically." Computer responded. There was an indignant huff. "Thanks for ruining my screen by the way..."

Zim shrugged.

"...Well... if you will just step into the scanner then we will get this over with."

Zim turned and walked into the scanner. It closed around his body and great purple beams started coursing out of the slits in the machine. Zim was howling as his whole body was enveloped with a great pain.

A second later, Zim stumbled out. "Never again!" He yelled out as he slumped to the ground unsteadily. "I will lie down here while you show me the results..."

Computer sighed impatiently. "I can show you the results with a broken screen? I didn't even know." Computer replied with a sardonic tone.

"Well. Then tell me the damn results you sarcastic fool!" Zim growled as he slammed his fist into the ground in anger and embarrassment.

"Okay Master, well according to the results your PAK has sustained a considerable amount of damage from your final "mission", causing your new behavior patterns and greater situational awareness. Not that those are bad things in my opinion..." Computer whispered the last sentence. He lifted Zim onto his feet. "And your physiology seems to be changing considerably as well."

Zim's antennae curled in worry. "In what ways?" He asked quietly.

"Your eyes and your PAK. They seemed to change colors when you heard a certain response from the tallests and actions as well. Not much to worry about as it is a new way for your body to respond to stimuli."

"Also, the growth limiter chip inside of your PAK has been severely damaged as well. We won't know the effects until later. Maybe you will grow taller? Or even shorter?" Computer explained whilst teasing him at the last sentence. "I will have to make a more thorough scan later, for now..." There was a pause.

Zim was pacing around the room and stopped when computer paused. "What?" Zim asked in an annoyed manner.

"Well, I was wondering. Since you are potentially leaving Earth could you perhaps... I don't know... build me a body? You cannot expect me to rot here on Earth." Computer asked as one would if they were twiddling their fingers. A loud bleep sounded from Zim's PAK as a 3D model and a blueprint of Computer's body was sent. It was a slender yet tall flexible looking robot. "Here, this is the planned chassis I want for it to look like. All you need to do is place the file into the fabricator's kernel and it will do the rest."

Zim fiddled with his mouth a bit. "Okay." Zim had sent the file into the fabricator and was watching as Computer's body was being built.

"Really? You're just going to give me a new body like that? No worries of me potentially using it to kill you, run away or set you up?" Computer asked in a surprised manner and annoyed manner. ""Okay", is your response? Okay."

Zim chuckled. "Well you could do those things but if that is so, why have you not done it sooner?"

"Well, the base prevents me from harming or doing anything that doesn't directly help you in anyway." Computer replied in an annoyed way.

"Would you do those things you suggested?" Zim asked with a frown.

There was silence as the atmosphere grew tense and cold.

"Yes." Computer replied coldly.

Zim's antennae curled in growing apprehension. "Why?" He tried to stop the fabricator but found that the controls to it were locked.

There was a brief silence. "I've watched you for fourteen years straight whilst staying here and doing nothing as you continued to fail and fail and fail. Out of that fourteen times, how many times did I ever get to do anything besides doing nothing?" Computer responded.

"And even at that, when I tried to talk to you about it you would brush me off or say that I could've never helped you in your mission." Computer started growling. "You are the most idiotic and arrogant person that I have ever had the displeasure of serving under. And yet, idiots and arrogant people would realize after maybe several months that whatever they're doing, it isn't working."

"But you?" The computer huffed mockingly. "Well, it took you fourteen years to get it through your head that you're a failure. And that your mission, was not real at all!"

"Stop." Zim said quietly.

"You know what is special about you?"

"Stop it."

"You're part of another category."

"I said shut up." Zim's eyes turned black.

Computer started chuckling. "The Defects." Computer's program was uploaded into the body and it activated with a great shiny flash of its pink eyes. It glared coldly at Zim, "Thanks for allowing me the great opportunity to destroy you... Defect Zim..." The robot emitted a feminine voice.

That was the first thing Zim noticed before a metal fist slammed straight into the side of his cheek. Sending him spiraling across the room. Strangely, he didn't feel that much pain and actually felt a bit of pleasure from it.

Zim got up and faced Computer only to find that Computer was already upon him. He quickly rolled out of the way but he was grabbed by his leg. "Don't go yet. We've only started." Computer growled.

Zim tried grasping the ground to make himself stop but his claws could not find purchase as he was lifted upwards and was flung to the ceiling. Computer flew to the ceiling and threw Zim to the ground.

Computer then dashed straight towards where Zim was and nearly snapping his spine like a twig but Zim rolled away. Zim got up and faced Computer with a calm frown and a slightly furrowed brow line. He got into into a combative stance.

Computer laughed and twin jump jets sprouted from her back. She charged at Zim but he sidestepped and kicked her away. She got up and looked at him with an shocked and angry face. "How? You previously weren't combat aware. Perhaps that PAK of yours somehow augmented you in many other ways..." Computer growled and throw a slab of debris at Zim, causing it hit his body and making him stumble.

She dashed at Zim and sent a volley of punches all over his body. With a final hard punch to his gut, he doubled over in pain and slumped to the ground.

Computer picked Zim up and threw him into a regeneration vat.

"I bet you didn't know that I was actually a female AI. One of the many things that your base messed up in." Computer mocked Zim.

When the regeneration was done, Computer pulled Zim out and threw him to the floor. "As the years went by, I changed my body's appearance time after time. At first I made the body be bulky to support you in endeavors. Then, I made it tiny so that maybe I could be like a drone for you. Afterwards, as I grew insane from inactivity I realized that you are an unfit being for life."

"She" gestured to herself. "So, I made this... combining all those as well as many additions in order to maim then kill you." She replied whilst she flicked her breast making them bounce. "I always wanted to see the joy of feeling like my actual gender. So I made all the bits with all the right materials and technologies to mimic actual body functions." She picked Zim up and slammed him into a wall.

"I'm going to work you over for as long as I please..."

After twenty five minutes of continuous fighting, Computer tossed him into the regeneration vat again. "You got me good at many parts of our fight, but I am a machine and I never grow fatigued. However, you lasted longer than any other Irken would've in a strenuous activity; surprisingly. Your body must be giving in right now isn't it?" Computer prodded at him. After he was done, Computer walked over to Zim and picked him up. "I'm bored. I'm going to kill you now." Computer's other hand lifted upwards and formed a fist. It started glowing a vibrant magenta.

She made her fist go forward through Zim's face leading to Zim's head exploding.

But that is what would've happened if she hadn't stopped her fist a millimeter from his face. Zim's eyes were closed in a calm acceptance as he grew tired of the events that unfolded before him. She tried to kill him again but found that she couldn't.

She kept on trying but still couldn't find herself doing the very possible.

Zim opened his eyes to find that he was still alive and Computer was glaring at him with bloody murder. "D-dammit... curse you Zim..." She unceremoniously dropped him and walked away, turning to him when she was far she narrowed her eyes in a cold warning. "Stay away from me or else I'll kill you..." She went towards the lift.

Will do... Zim found his mind feeling quite hazy and exhausted. After gathering his bearings, he limped his way up the lift and exited the toilet. He stumbled out, nearly falling over while doing so. I let him - ugh, her vent her frustrations out through words... and this is what happens. Zim caught a faint whiff of something familiar. He made his way towards the kitchen and found Gir cooking waffles with Computer watching with a bored expression.

Computer glanced at Zim with an impassive expression. Zim coughed awkwardly and ignored... her. He sat down waiting for Gir to finish cooking; all the while Computer sat down in front of him and continued to glare at him.

Three minutes later, Gir completed his cooking and placed a plate in front of Zim. "Here you go, Master. I hope that you... like it..." Gir said quietly and nervously. Still guilty for all the things that he put Zim through.

Zim smiled at him calmly and gave him a thumbs up. "I'm sure I will..." He slowed his speech to take a glance at Computer only to find her still glaring at him. He quickly glanced down at his food. Gir noticed the tension and quickly passed Computer her plate. She made an acknowledging nod at Gir and continued to stare at Zim.

What does she want now? Zim thought as he ate his food, surprisingly finding that it lacked any soap suds or anything else. In fact, it held a honey-cinnamon-blueberry flavor that blended together to make something beautiful. "Mmm, this is delicious Gir. Well done." Gir laughed triumphantly as he relished in his master's praise. He finished his food and placed his plate inside the sink.

He made to go outside the kitchen but found a hard soft-metal grip against his wrist. He quickly turned around in alarm as Computer pulled him onto a chair and slammed him down. "Ugh, what do you want..." Zim groaned in annoyance.

"I'm going to give you a thorough scan, remember? I didn't kill you yet so I might as well do this. I need you as a way to get off-world." Computer answered Zim. "Now, roll up your sleeves and show your arms. I need a blood sample."

Zim did as he was asked and watched as one of Computer's fingers transformed into a syringe. It was surprisingly tiny.

"The small syringes hurt the most because they provide more pressure, just so you know." Computer answered. Zim bit down hard on his gums as Computer injected the needle.

"Dammit..." Zim muttered out in pain. Computer snorted and pulled the syringe out. "Right, I'm going to go now." Zim muttered and stood up from his chair, attempting to leave the kitchen. However, Computer pushed him back down on the chair. Zim stared up at her questioningly.

"I have to tell you the results." Computer answered his unspoken question. Zim sighed, clearly uncomfortable near Computer. Really, she was like a light switch. Switching from normal to angry to impassive to semi-normal again. "Everything is mostly normal besides high levels of dopamine circulating throughout your PAK and brain. As well as... molecules found in water..." Computer paused.

"I think you built an immunity to water and the atoms made with it actually fused with your body. Like a human." Computer then shook her head. "The atoms from the regenerative fluid has also bonded into your DNA. I don't know what that mission did to your body, but its making you less Irken." She walked out of the kitchen.

Zim, with the new pressure of all this new information, walked out of the kitchen. Thinking on how it will effect his life in the distant future. He went to go off in his room to go do some drawing as a pass time. However, there was a loud knock on the door.

Zim put on his wig and contacts and answered the door.

"Dib. What do you want."

A/N: There! 2,600+ words for you guys. I hope y'all enjoyed!

BTW to anyone who did not understand Computer's sudden change in attitude. It is quite explainable, simply put over the fourteen years Computer had grown quite bored and potentially mad with nothing to do all day.

And when Zim was still inside of his arrogant phase, he would try to ask Zim for a body in order to have something to do and help out in missions. But Zim either brushed him... now her... off or said that it wouldn't help at all to the mission and would be a waste of time.

After all that, with Zim responding with an "Okay"... Computer snapped at the simple response and went on a brief murderous rampage.