Invader Zim: Double Trouble (Chapter 2)

WARNING THIS CONTAINS COMPLETE CUTENESS AND COMITY ENJOY!
and the reason it is so long is because my partner in crime got cheesed at me lol cheese so yeah lol.

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The rest of the day went by uneventfully. It did turn out though that the girls and boys shared a couple of classes. Dib and Zim sadly shared most.
Zim had biology with both Dib and Annaley, Stormy had art with Zim, Annaley had advanced since with Dib, and so many more.
Turns out Mrs. Bitters husband, Mr. Bitters was even all of theirs study hall teacher. He droned on and on about the importance of death, and who it would doom the world.
"So that is pretty much how they all died. Now shut up and find something quietly to do! I have to call my wife." He yelled while he typed in the number on the dinosaur of a phone he had on his desk.
Zim rolled his eyes and turned to a project he was doing for art. He could not decide if the colour of human blood was a deep red or a bright red. He finally gave up and turned to the person next to him, who was Stormy.
"Hey worm-baby, what is the usual colour of human blood." He asked, whispering to make sure he didn't get into trouble with Mr. Bitters.
Stormy turned to him, "Well- it is sort of- kind of- crimson. A deep and ruthless red." She said in her small voice.
"Very well. Zim will make the blood crimson. Ruthless that sounds nice." He smirked.
Stormy stared at him, "Why do you stare at ZIM? Do I AMAZE you that much?" Zim asked, now intolerable of Stormy's stares.
"Well- I um-" She muttered, obviously unable to come up with the right explanation.
Zim growled at her but then his expression softened, "I see that you are very shy. I ZIM forgive you."
Dib looked on shocked, how out of character was that? Never has he seen Zim give in without so much of an insult or even a fight.
Dib looked to Annaley, "Your sister is like controlling Zim. How does she do that?"
Annaley frowned deeply, "She has a weird way of making people feel sorry for her. It's a sort of-"
As Annaley spoke Mr. Bitters walked behind of them, then grabbed Dib by the hair, "Do I need to give out detentions? I said shut up!" He growled, while Dib groveled to let him go.
After a moment Dib's preys were answered, and the teacher returned to his phone call.
Dib sighed, and looked back at Annaley, signaling that they would talk later. She nodded, in understanding.
Finally Mr. Bitters looked up, "Leave now; go eat you filthy little pigs."

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Later on that day, in Dib's bedroom.
Annaley sat on Dib's bed, amazed by his posters of the supernatural, and other items scattered about.
Dib who sat on his computer chair spoke, "Okay first things first. Welcome to my room!" He smiled.
Annaley smiled back, "Why thank you. Now what's the plan?"
Dib sat back and grinned, "Well I was planning on going on a stake out next week; you can come if you want. Today I'm going to cheek my computer to see if I can get any dirt from Zim's computer."
Dib turned to his computer, and began to type, "See, what I have already found was that Zim is allergic to water, meats, and other normal earth things. He is very uncomfortable around animals, especially dogs. For reasons unknown though he has a problem with the word muffin."
"Wow you must really stalk him." Annaley laughed.
Dib blushed, but stayed on task, "I do my job well." He paused, "I'm in!"
Annaley walked over and leaned in, looking at the screen she saw Zim pacing back and forth, obviously unaware of his viewers.
He was punching the air in another fit, cursing and throwing his wig off he sat down, and acted like nothing happened. A little robot walked into the room, "Mastah! I made mashed potatoes! They love to eat waffles!" He giggled.
"Not now GIR! I am busy." He growled.
"Aw what's wrong mastah?" Gir asked, obviously not getting that Zim wanted him gone.
"It's nothing! Now GIR go make me a sandwich, and leave me ZIM at peace."
GIR saluted then left the room. Zim turned back towards the screen and began to type. Dib gasped, "He is trying to communicate with someone,"
Zim then pressed a big red button and a face appeared on the screen, Zim saluted, "Hello Invader Rayne. I called to see when you're getting here."
Invader Rayne as he called him was also Irken. He had deep blue eyes, and his antennas were torn and broke. Rayne sighed, "I should be there any day now. Sadly my SIR bot seems to be malfunctioning. She seems to have lost her thought processor. I'm sure I'll find YUK a new one. Or at least make her one."
Zim smiled, "Excellent."
Rayne smiled back, "I have to go now. See you in a couple of days."
"Yes, then we can make our plan to rule this puny world!" He laughed evilly.
Then Rayne signed off, and Dib began to wine, "Man another one!" He then switched off him screen, and turned to Annaley, "Were going to have a hand full."
Annaley smiled, "We can handle it."
This made Dib smile, "Your right! Were paranormal investigators! We can handle a simple problem such as this! Or let there be a time when humans get dumber!"
They both laughed, and began to work on their plan.