[M/N] flips the last pancake on the stack, he had used the human money that he transferred over from Irken money. He located for a human store station and bought what looked the easiest. Pancake batter, and little chips that look like chocolate, something to maintain him for most of today. He placed five pancakes on his plate, then three for Zim and the rest was for GIR. Breakfast was done!

" GOOD MORNING! IS THAT FOOD I SMELL!" GIR screeches as he lunched himself into his plate, and dragging the plate down with him as he ate. Zim comes after him a few more minutes, looking rested and dressed in the fake human disguise. " Morning My almighty tallest!" Zim greets as he sat at the table, he was hungry but he also poked at the food. " My almighty, is this food edible for  consumption?" Zim kept poking at the light brown circle and the sticky stuff fell on the plate. 

" Yes, it is," [M/N] held up a box with the instruction on the side, " I followed the manual on the side, and even bought little chips that looked like chocolate! HOW ADORABLE!" [M/N] cooed at the little chip in his hand and plops it into his mouth, chewing it before sitting down. Like the picture on the box, the pancakes were circle shaped, soft looking and syrup falling down the circle tower. " We are Irken, anything sweet is our diet." [M/N] pointed out, his attennas raised as he smiles at the Irken, " It won't hurt you, do you want me to feed you?~"

" NO!" Zim yelps as he began stabbing his fork into his pancakes and stuffed them into his mouth and almost choking in the process but still manages to close his mouth and chew. He wasn't a smeet! He can do it himself! " Ceee! I can do itttt!" Zim said muffled a bit from the food in his mouth, he swallows it whole and panted. " Zim is no smeet that needs to be fed!" 

[M/N] watched the whole thing amused, he was worried for a second that Zim was going to choke, knowing Zim, he wasn't going to. " Alright, Alrighty, yes, Zim is no smeet. But you are going to be late for the bus." [M/N] said, he finished the third pancake of his before placing the plate down on the floor, GIR attacks the plate and some scraps hit the table and tile floor. He'll clean it up later, he takes the paper brown bag off the counter and sets it on the small table. " Here's lunch."

Zim slowly takes it and stared at it before letting a Pak claw take it into his Pak for safe storage. " What's in it?" Zim asked as him and [M/N] walks towards the door. It smelled sweet and sugary, so something he can eat. 

" Ah yes, three donuts, glazed with extra sprinkles." [M/N] answered, " And some Irken dip, if you're not settled with the donuts."

Zim perks up as he looked to [M/N], " If you are bored my tallest-"

" [M/N]." The taller Irken corrected as he gently pets the smaller irken's head in a affectionate manner.

" Yes, [M/N], if you are bored then use the computer or the one in your room that Zim has provided." Zim said as he opens the door and sees the horrid yellow machine, " I will be gone for a while, but have no fear! ZIM SHALL RETURN FROM THIS SKOOL!" Zim salutes before shutting the door behind him. [M/N] watched from the window before flinching when there was a slam next to him, he glanced to see GIR watching Zim leave on the yellow machine.

" NOO! Master! Come back, I miss youuuu!" GIR cries as he stared out the window, his eyes leaking with fluid for a few mintues before the tears stopped. " Grandpa!" GIR said as [M/N] looked at him with a raised eyebrow, GIR smiles dopey like. " Can I watch tvvvvvv?"

" Uh, Sure." [M/N] said as GIR squeals before leaping to the couch and the tv turns on to a monkey staring back. [M/N] shakes his head as he walked towards the couch, " Computer, can you please take me to the second level?"

 " Of course, Master." The computer said as the couch is lifted, [M/N] gets on the panel and it went down as the couch did.

GIR kept watching tv, even when the couch was brought up and down. He didn't even flinched until a few minutes later, and falls on the floor face first.

[M/N] enters his room and towards his desk, getting behind it and began typing things in. He wanted to support Zim finically like a good caretaker would do for their own worm-babies, he had been working for the Smeetary for many years so he knew how to take care of worm-babies at most, knew how to cook since he observed the cookies when they were feeding the smeets sugary things, he knew some basic medical treatments like wrapping up wounds and he was very smart. He was looks and intelligence, unlike Red and Purple.

[M/N] was considered too kind and compassionate to be ruler of Irk, that's why the control brains had him work as a Smeetary worker, head Smeetary worker. Some Irken's considered it was better since [M/N] was kind and knew what he was doing but others whispered under their breath that [M/N] was a defective Irken. He was only alive because he was tall and Smart. [M/N] never took these insults to heart but when they insulted Zim in such a way, that's when he grew harsh and angry.

Yes, Zim was different then other Smeets that he has raised as a Smeet. The Smeets that [M/N] raised were off to their career's and grew cold, harsh and uncaring but also too cocky and too confident. That's why they died early, some did, while others were disliked. He felt like he failed taking care of them because they turned out to be like that but with Zim. . .

[M/N] smiles as he looked to see a babysitting job paid a lot, he began answering a the really extensive questionnaire about his name, his birth, age, can promote science and be able to cook. He could cook but not human meals. He'll worry about that in the future, [M/N] hits send and the screen goes back to the search menu. He hoped to get the job.

" What to do, what to do.." [M/N] tapped his fingers on the desk, his golden eyes glancing around the room before humming, "Maybe I should get use to the culture. I can't just act weird when I talk to more humans." He hummed as he began looking up different things about humans and things, and how to be a good parent to a human child.

" Car? What is a car?"

.   .   .

Professor Membrane had two loves in his life, first was science and helping humanity live a brighter future. His second love was his children, even if one was a clone of himself. He loved both of them, but science takes over his time and energy. He doesn't have time for his kids and usually left them alone by their lonesome selfs.

He had no problem with living them alone until recently when Dib set the kitchen on fire by accident when he was left alone cooking. Then Gaz and her habits of staying up too late to play her games, and he had noticed how down both were lately. Professor Membrane than decided to do something about it.

He was going to hire a sitter.

He would pay them around 600 dollars a day, for five days to watch his lovely children. Though most of the applications were from weridos and people that looked sketchy as hell. One part of him wanted to build a robot to watch his kids but he had a feeling the kids tired of robot servants.

" Isn't there someone out there that's not strange?" Professor Membrane mutters as he looked at the paper applications. " not cutting people,' How is that a hobby?" He clicked his lips before crumbling the paper in the waste basket. It was useless, everyone was too strange, even for his poor insane son.

He turns to his computer to check on the status on a project but perked to see he had a new email. He clicks on it and a another application pops up, he reads through it and slowly new hope began stirring within him. 

" 12 years of experience with children, kind of young, very intelligent, knows how to cook and very compassionate." Professor Membrane reads off the application, and then to the picture. 

He looked tall, had [S/C] skin with no freckle or scar it seemed, [H/L] [H/C] that just went well with his [E/C] wide eyes. He looked perfect!

" What a fine specimen! He looks intelligent as well, and clean." Professor Membrane placed the email address down on another email slot and began writing, " I just hope the kids won't chase him off. He looks like he has enough sanity for all three of them." He finished the accepting email and hit sent.

" Boss! The experiment is eating Jones!" 

" Hm? Darn, secure the monster! I told you three not to tease it!"

.  .  .

[M/N] hummed as he walked down the sidewalk, he had gone shopping for more human food and desserts. He had even figured how to leave home and back, he had mapped out his way before leaving.

" I hope Zim had a good day at school .. and I hope GIR hadn't caught the house of fire." [M/N] added as he kept walking, he was in his human diguse as well. His arms full of groceries, he goes turning down the sidewalk but grunts when something crashed into him from behind. 

[M/N] turns his head to see a young male human with black spiky hair, round glasses that hid golden eyes and wore a darker outfit. The only things colorful were the blue shirt and red shoes. The young human scrambles on his knees and used his hand to look for the glasses that were near [M/N]'s ankles.

[M/N] bends down a bit and picks up the glasses with one hand. He leans a bit over and slides the circular glasses on his face with a kind smile. The boy looked shock at first before calming down, " Thanks..sorry for bumping into you."

[M/N] stood up and offered a hand to the human child, the male child slowly placed his hand in the adults. [M/N] helped him up and looked at him, " Don't worry, it was an accident, just be careful, your glasses look like they break easily." [M/N] said as he gives another smile making the male smile back. He was so kind!

" You look new around here, I'm Dib Membrane." The child introduced. 

" I am, I just moved here with my son.." [M/N] lies flawlessly, " I'm [M/N]."

" Welcome to the neighborhood!" [M/N] smiles at the little human Dib, " I gotta go, my dad is finally coming home for family dinner and I'm picking! Nice meeting you!" Dib began for the other way and [MN] smiles before walking home, the groceries still in his arms.

He enters the base and saw GIR watching tv but eating a bag of kettle corn. " HI GRANDPA!" GIR greets [M/N]. " MASTER IS IN THE LABS WORKING ON A POTATO OVEN!" [M/N] smiles at the little SIR bot. 

" That's nice, I'll be putting the groceries away, but please tell your master in an hour that dinner will be ready soon!" [M/N] began walking towards the kitchen.

He was thinking of apple pie for dinner.