He's been following me for a full week now.. I'm pretty sure he knows where I live now..in this green and purple house..

[M/N] hummed as he looked over the kettle popcorn bag, pretending to look over the calories and such. He was gonna get it but he just wanted to confirm his suspicions. A few feet away, he could see the signature Membrane cowlick poking up from the watermelon stand, he can smell the faint scent of lavender and sweat there too. [M/N] places the popcorn bag into the cart and moved towards the next shelf of chips. He had more than enough to buy the food for the base, and it usually took him an hour to shop but he knew Dib was after him. Since they got back from the Zoo, Dib became cold and unfeeling.

It actually hurt him, [M/N] had no idea what he did but he was more than willing to apologize for whatever he did. The last two weeks had been hard, confusion and just plain ol' rude at the Membrane household.

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Last Monday

" Good morning you two! I'm making fluffy pancakes!" [M/N] hummed happily as he poured the egg into the floor batter and then the melted butter. He watched as the ingredients soak before taking the sliver wisp and looked to the kids. " Your father has an early meeting and Foodie-o is in the repair shop so he had me come early to make you two breakfast." Gaz yawns as she sat down, scratching her face as she did so. Her hair a bit messy but she looked cute. Dib on the other hand sat down and glared at him.

" Would you two want fruit, bacon or eggs with the pancakes?" [M/N] asked, as he kept stirring the blue bowl, his gaze focused on the heated black pan. He could feel a glare aimmed at him, he knew it was Dib since Gaz's was a bit more scary and would make his spine shutter a bit. " There is fresh apple juice and orange juice on the table, help yourself." He could hear the cups on the table drag and the soft sound of liquid hitting inside them. [M/N] pours the first batch onto the pan.

" Say, [M/N], you've never mentioned your son's name. Isn't he in my class?" Dib asked suddenly after wiping his upper lip with his pajama sleeve. His amber eyes glaring at [M/N] a bit, his other hand grasping the fork, wanting to bend it badly. How dare the guy act like he care for their nutriton? Weak.

" Oh? I didn't, must've slip my mind." [M/N] said as he watched the pancakes rise and holes began coming up as well. He licked his lips a bit before moving the spatula and flips the pancake on the other side. " How was your guy's sleep?"

" Good. Had a dream that I had Zim..on my autopsy table..pinned down and a dark line over his stomach.." Dib began, watching the alien in a disguise. Come on..any reaction at all? Anything? Give me a flinch at least!

" My, do you fantasize Zim often like that?" [M/N] asked, keeping himself calm and collective despite the harsh mental images his brain thought of Zim. " If you want, I could put you through therapy." Protect Zim, Protect Zim, Protect Zim. That was the only thing going through his mind as he placed a stack of freshly made pancakes on the plate before pouring more batter on the black pan. " It's no trouble at all."

" What? N-" Dib slammed his hands on the table, a bit offended.

" Yeah Dib, why don't you go to therapy?" Gaz said as she picked up her fork and eyed it then to Dib. Matching amber eyes glaring at him a bit as she curls her fist around the fork and it bends. " You do think of Zim a lot. It's unhealthy."

" You're video game is unhealthy." Dib hissed and yelped as a fork was thrown at his direction, he moved last second and it hit the chair. " What the heck." Dib yanked the fork out of the chair and placed it on the table. " You could've stabbed me." Dib huffed.

" But you moved." Gaz responded as she picks up another fork and placed it on her plate. " And you should learn how to shut up. For once in your stupid, nerd life..don't drive him away because of your paranoid self." She hissed. " He cooks, clean, picks us up from school, help us with with our homework and plays video games."

" I can play video games too." Dib huffed before sitting down, arms crossed before locking his gaze to [M/N]'s back. He was thinking of ways to getting under his skin and planning slowly on how. How can I just get rid of him? He's obviously working for Zim..trying to get close to us..my mouth is just watering at Zim's defeat...wait...water!

[M/N] turns around with the plate of pancakes, and placed the plate in front of Gaz. He smiles as she poured the maple syrup from the bottle onto the light brown pancakes. As it slowly fall down to the plate, Gaz plucked the bacon into her mouth. " These pancakes look like they were on a tv show..fluffy.." Gaz said as [M/N] grins. " I hope you like them." He said before turning only to yelp as cold water hit his face.

" Oops, my hand must've slipped." Dib gasped, and looked at the empty cup in his hand. " Here!" Dib moved towards the sink and picked up a slightly wet towel and offered it to [M/N] who takes it and began wiping his face. Dib scanned [M/N]'s body but saw no skin irritation or smoke coming off his [S/C] but nothing was happening much to Dib's disappointment. Once [M/N] removed the towel, he shakes his head making his [H/C] shuffle and flutter a bit while water droplets hit the kitchen floor and Dib's glasses. Dib cleans his glasses off with his pajama sleeve and eyebrow furrowed.

How was that possible? Water always made Zim scream in pain and agony, steam coming off too..but it didn't even leave a mark on [M/N]. Maybe he bath in paste like Zim? Dib thought as he slides his glasses back on his face. Gah, this is only a stepping-stone!

" Dib? Are you okay?" [M/N] asked, he held another plate with some pancakes and another glass of water in his hand. He placed the plate and cup on the table, as Dib looked at the food. Gulping a bit, his eyes staring at the food nervously. " I can make y-"

" NO!" Dib shouted and blinked  a bit, before coughing into his fist. " I mean, I'm not too hungry..I'll just eat the first pancake.." The ravenette boy said as he sat down and poured the syrup onto the brown pancake. Gaz was right, it was fluffy and smelled divined. Dib licked his lips before slowly cutting the pancake with the knife, the syrup falling onto the plate. Using the fork, Dib slowly picked up the piece and slowly chews it in his mouth. He slowly chewed it, making sure there was nothing or someone in the food.

" Anyway, I might be here all day but what would you two like for dinner?" [M/N] asked as he began cleaning up all the dirty pans and bowls he used to make the kids pancakes. " I have been studying up on som-" [M/N] yelps loudly as he felt water hit his back and turns with wide eyes to see Dib and another empty cup.

" Dib, can you please stop throwing water at me? It's..very cold." [M/N] said, as he looked at the teen. He didn't understand, was Dib unhappy with his food? Was this an insult for humans? Throwing water at them?

"N-" Before Dib could say anything, Gaz took the liberty and shoved bacon into Dib's mouth making him choke and struggle a bit. " He's good, ya know, teenager things." Gaz said as she shoved another piece into Dib's mouth. Her squinted eyes staring at [M/N] who watched a bit confused. " Can you order Chinese food? I mean, not a lot of hard work for you." Gaz asked as [M/N] nods his head a bit. " Great. I'm gonna go change." Gaz said as she gets off the seat before walking out the kitchen as Dib still struggled to breath.

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Last Tuesday

" La-La-doom!" [M/N] hummed the doom song, made by GIR as he cleaned up the living room of the Membrane household. He had the same apron on from yesterday but different sweater on, warm and clean too. He moved around with the spray and rag, cleaning the entertainment center with a little hum. The kids had come home, and he was currently making them chicken noodle by scratch. The soup was cooking and he was making sure it didn't boil over. "Doom-Doom-Doom."

Gaz went straight to her room as usual to play some games and talk to her game friends. [M/N] can hear her talking and the muffled sounds of guns shooting at people who dared to mess with her. Dib was still being weird since yesterday, cold and blunt to [M/N] which confused him greatly. Perhaps he didn't like the way [M/N] cooked the pancakes or how he cleaned his room? Dib walked into his bedroom and shut the door, not even sparing him a glance.

[M/N] frowns as he moved to the couch, fixing the cushions and picking up any small garbage that was on it. Perhaps Dib blamed him for the zoo accident? Was [M/N] not giving him enough attention? So many possibilities. He moved to the garbage can and throws the garbage can before plugging in the vacuum cleaner. [M/N] moved around, his mind focus but his humming kept him partly focused. He was very busy that he didn't noticed Dib at the railing and watching him.

" Look at him and his humming..cleaning and being a good babysitter.." Dib spat to himself as he watched, leaning a bit on the railing and moved back when [M/N] moved by the stairs. " His stupid disguise and ruse..makes me sick!" Dib huffed as he watched him, and glanced at Gaz when she left her room and down the stairs then into the kitchen. " How could Gaz not see it? He's an alien too!"

Dib slowly picked up the water balloon that he made the second he gotten home. It rained last night so it meant flithy water was outside for the taking. During recess, he collected two water bottle worth of them and spent the first two hours at home pouring them into one huge water balloon. It was big and the inside was green and slimy. He watched [M/N] vacuum and he raised his arm. " Hold still..."

What if he did?  Dib's thoughts stopped him from flinging the water balloon at [M/N]. What if he does care for me and doing this? This will make him hate me..oh god...No..this is for Earth! I am it's sole protector! Dib shakes his head furiously and he lost his grip on the balloon. Dib almost screams as he tried to grab it but his finger tips barely touched the knot. [M/N] was far from the target.

SPLASH!

Gaz though was under the Balloon's range, and her soda along with her shirt was drenched in dirty water. Dib watched in fear as Gaz slowly crushed the can in her grasp and her whole body shook in rage, her eyes, unsquinted, and glare heavily at Dib. She was so angry, steam came off her because of how hot her anger was. " YOU..." She hissed as Dib screams, running towards his room and Gaz following right behind him.

" What was that?" [M/N] muttered, thinking he heard something. " Oh well."

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Last Wednesday

This time, it wasn't Dib's plan to lure [M/N] to Skool while also revealing Zim to everyone else. Though, he didn't think him and Zim would duke it out at in the art room and within their fight, they broken, shattered and ripped many things inside the room. It would've cost around thousands to replace, they also broke a fancy new paint that glows in the dark and was actually safe for human contact.

" This is all your fault, Urth-boy." Zim hissed, he glared at Dib from his seat. Handcuffs on his wrist and his whole disguise was ruffled and bruise on his cheek. " You just had to stop me from releasing  my feral donkey's in the stupid boys bathroom. You just had to be alive!" Zim complained as he glare harder at Dib. " Now my daddy is gonna be mad at me!"

" Shut up Zim!" Dib hissed, his face scratched up and a black eye too. He can admit that this fight was mostly his fault because, he was the one who threw the first punch at Zim's face. Plus his insults to Zim's tallest did anger Zim, so he wouldn't say this out loud but he was also the cause of the fight. " You're just lucky Ms.Patrick came to get some paint! If she didn't then you wouldn't be here right now!"

Zim stared at Dib, narrowed eyes, " Oh please WORM, Zim has been through countless years of Invader training, you're just lucky today. I wasn't even ready and you attack like a lame closet homo." Zim snarled as Dib glared back, a bit confused. Where the hell did he learn that?

" OH YEAH W-"

" SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!" The office assistant hissed from his seat, he glared at them from his seat and reshuffled the papers on his desk. " You broken thousands of dollars of paint, the good ones. You just ruin a kindergarten's glow in the dark mother day's pictures. As soon as your parents come, you guys are grilled." He hissed just as the door opens which made all three turn only to see [M/N] walking in with GIR following behind him on a leash, but also walking on his two feet which didn't disturb anyone. " Membrane or the green kid?" The assistant asked as he began looking at the computer and tapping away.

" Zim, his name is Zim." [M/N] said as he walked up to the desk, he glanced at the two and winced a bit. They both looked really bad, he almost felt bad but he couldn't. He had to be a good parent. " What happened? You two usually don't fight in Skool." [M/N] asked, bending down to their level and sighs. " You're lucky that they cal-"

" Mr.[L/N] I presume?" [M/N] turns to see a tall and thin male with short black hair and hazel eyes staring down at him. " You are Zim's parent?"

" His father, yes." [M/N] stood up, he noticed he was around the same height as the guy. " You're the principal-man?" He asked as the principal-man raised an eyebrow. " What is going to happen?"

" Well, for one, Zim is suspended for two days for fighting." The principal-man said, arms behind his back and stared at [M/N]. " The paint had cost us at least one thousand dollars and I am reciving hateful calls from parents because their..children..couldn't make their nasty paint related gifts for mothers day." The principal-man shivers a bit. " Anyway, as for Dib, he will be expelled from the Skool for this paranormal-insane nonsense."

" W-What?" Dib croaks as he stared at their principal, being expelled? How? It was just one fight that was just too costly. " You can 't do that!"

" HAHAHA! GET EXPELLED DIB-STINK!" Zim laughs as he pointed at the human.

" ZIM!" [M/N] hissed as he glared at the Invader, he moved his gaze to the Principal-man's. " No. Dib doesn't deserve this, he is really a good boy! I swear, I've never met another good human-boy." [M/N] assured as he looked at the principal-guy, almost pleading. " I can't swear that they won't ever fight again but I can swear that both of them can help around Skool after hours or clean something. Zim is good at that!"

Why is he protecting me? I-I mean, he is suppose to enjoy my suffering like Zim! I don't like this...he's worst..than Zim.. Dib thought as he fidget with the handcuffs, his knuckles turning white as he clenched them. He pretends to want what's best..in reailty he doesn't care...

" Now, Mr.[L/N], if that's the case then I'll let Dib off on a warning. But I want the blacktop spotless." Principal-Guy huffed, " I won't go easy on them next time, they are to be shaped into responsible adults." He said as he slowly left the office and opens the door to his dark office. " NOW GET OUT OF HERE!" With that, the principal-guy slammed the door as the handcuffs undid themselves.

" Are you two okay?" [M/N] asked as he bends down to see their hands and yelped when Dib yanked his back. " Dib?"

" Whatever." Dib looked to the side as he ignored GIR whom was eating out of the garbage can by the door.

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Last Thursday

" Look GIR, they're selling quesdilas!" [M/N] said as he stops the leash, GIR stops as well, squealing and began yanking and pulling on the leash that held him. [M/N] let himself be dragged towards the stand by GIR who giggles.

SNAP!

SNAP!

SNAP!

The camera went, Dib Membrane was in the tree a few feet away and watched [M/N] who was buying GIR his treat with a wiggle of his tail. Dib found that cute but he couldn't and wouldn't be distracted by that. He needed photos of [M/N] now, he had too many of Zim. Dib aimed the camera at [M/N] who pays the man behind the stand with a smile. Dib's finger twitched, a bit above the gray button. " He looks so natural..like he is actually having fun.." Dib mutters before shaking his head. " Stop having the-" Dib yelps as he heard a loud crack from below and looked to see if something hit the tree.

Nothing.

" That was weird.." Dib mutters to himself before adjusting himself on the branch, he aimed to [M/N] who seemed to smell the food, and even looked at the human without disgust. " At least his acting looks real.." Dib took another photo and gasped as the branch shifted a bit, he held his breath and waited. Nothing, Dib sighs out in relief only for the branch under him to crack and break.

" NOOOO!" Dib screams as he began falling, he lost grip on his camera and it falls far. Dib hugged himself and closed his eyes, waiting for the painful end only to choke as he is caught.

" Dib, honey! Are you okay?!" [M/N] fretted over the human-smeet and looked over him. His head, his front, back and even looked over the lighting styled-cowlick. " Are you breathing?!"

Dib slowly open his ember eyes and looked up to the alien that fretted over him, his eyes staring at [M/N] for a moment before blinking back to realty. He began squirming to get out of his babysitters hold. " I-I'm fine! Let go of me!" Dib stutters, as he felt his cheeks were getting hot and red from embarrassment. " I-I didn't hit the concrete! I'm fine!" Dib kept saying and [M/N] had no choice but to put him down on his feet. " BYE!" Dib rushed away, almost tripping.

" That was odd.." [M/N] mutters as he hissed when something hit his hand, he moved it to see water was on his hologram claw and winced a bit. " How? It's not even raining.. maybe Dib's saliva hit my hand?" [M/N] wonders before hearing screaming behind him and turns his head only to rush back.

" GIR PUT THAT BABY DOWN!"

" IM HUNGRYYYY!"

" I JUST BOUGHT FOOD! NO!"

Dib kept running, gasping a bit as he did, rubbing his face with his black trench coat sleeve, the tears kept coming down his face. He didn't understand it, why didn't [M/N] let him fall on his face? Zim would've, anyone else would've! Why didn't he? Why did [M/N] play with his emotions perfectly?

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Last Friday

It was a late Friday night and everything that Mateo assigned [M/N] to do was done, one but he was currently making it. [M/N] gulps as he slowly pressed the hamburger meat onto the pan and winced as it sizzles loudly and he moved the spatula over it, pressing the meat against the pan. Steam comes up and [M/N] turns his face away. " I don't understand why humans find this delicious.." [M/N] sighs as he pressed another patty next to the first one and it sizzles too.

Dib watched from the kitchen archway, his eyes narrowed at their babysitter before slowly aiming the supersoaker at the alien. His finger inching towards the trigger only for the toy to be yanked from his grasp and he turns around with a scowl only to see Gaz holding it. " Ga-"

" I know what you've been doing or tried to do to [M/N] and it annoys me." Gaz hissed as she held the toy and open one squinted eye. " You've been trying to get evidence all this week, poured dirty water on me, almost got expelled and now you begged for stupid homemade hamburgers." Gaz hissed as she glared at her brother. " He isn't bad."

" GAZ! He's an alien, an alien like Zim but taller and more mature!" Dib hissed back at her. " It's my solo duty to protect Earth from alien scum like him and Zim!" Dib tried to point out but she wasn't agreeing. " He could be one of these Tallest Zim talks about!"

" I don't care! No one does Dib!" Gaz snarled a bit hitting Dib with the toy making him fall back with a wince. " Dad likes him, the principle-guy doesn't push his buttons to submit, for Christ sakes, you like him too!" Gaz sighs as she pinched the bridge of her nose. " How does that make him any different?"

" Because..." Dib closed his eyes, she was right, how did that make him any different? How? Don't be fooled, don't be, your sole duty is to protect Earth from alien scum. He is related to Zim! That means he's evil! Gaz doesn't get it! " Because, he could be playing us, he wants us to trust him and make us feel weak! You don't get it!"

" You don't get it!" Gaz shakes her head before she throws the toy out the window and slammed it. Her gaze on Dib. " You don't get it, and when you find out, you'll be regretful and you'll hate yourself." She walked towards the kitchen and Dib watched as she glared at him one more time. " And he'll be there to pick you up." Dib watched her, rubbing the spot where she hit him and slowly stood up.

" Kids the beefburgers are ready for your tummies!" [M/N] called out as the smell of cooked meat was in the air and Dib's stomach grumbled a bit. He looked to the kitchen and takes a deep breath. Maybe she's right? Maybe I'm right? Who's right?

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PRESENT

"All week he has been following me..with that camera.." [M/N] mutters as he kept walking towards home. Dib had followed him out the store, and even tripped when someone accidently shoved him over. " He knows, I just know it.." [M/N] sighs as he walked, his grip on the brown bag in his arms tighten a bit and his eyes shut as he walked. His antennas guiding him around people. " He must think I'm like Zim." He couldn't hide this forever, he just wished Dib didn't figure it out fast, faster than [M/N] expected. He turns the corner and hears Dib's fast paced steps behind him a few feet away.

" What do I do in this situation? Do I run for it? Book it as they say?" [M/N] mutters to himself as he looked ahead, he could see his house in a few feet away. " Perhaps I could turns around and tell him in a calm manner? He is a smeet meaning he doesn't understand why I'm here unless I tell him...I can't avoid him either.." [M/N] sighs as scenarios and thoughts bounced off his brain. He stops when the walking light turn red and a black van passed him by, a bit too close to his likling.

" Dib is a smart boy.." [M/N] sighs as he watched the street and takes a deep breath. " He can handle things..to a max.." [M/N] eyes stared at the sign as it changed to walk, people did across the street but [M/N] remained there and people shoved him a bit. " Dib is a good boy, if I tell him then perhaps he would be a bit easy on Zim.." [M/N] turns on his heel towards the spot he knew Dib was last. " Dib, I can show him the stars, the culture and the species of aliens he doesn't know yet..Oh, Dib I can show you anything you want.."

[M/N] turns and where Dib was, wasn't there. It confused him, [M/N] glanced around for another sight of the Membrane and moved to cheek behind the mail box only to yelp as his foot crushed something. [M/N] looked down and saw the camera, though it was already broken which worried the Tallest instantly. " How? Who?" [M/N]'s [E/C] eyes glanced around and his antennas vibrated and there was his scent lingering but traveling far from where he was. [M/N] didn't even wince as rain slowly came down and mist coming off his body, in the background thunder and lighting boomed in the background but [m/N] didn't even flinch.

" Oh my." [M/N] drops the food and many of it's contents fallen onto the floor and falls into the drain. [M/N] inhales the scent and his PAK automatically locks onto the scent and began sending directions to his brain. " It seems that I need to rid some disgusting, horrible humans for touching my smeet." [M/N] purred as his deep yellow eyes glared at the direction of where Dib was taken.