The redhead yawned and looked at the tiny clock in the corner of the computer screen. 1:00 already? she thought. She had been so immersed in the ZaDr/RaPr/TaGr fanfic she had been writing, she hadn't noticed how long it had been. Honestly, time flies when your making straight guys make-out with each other!

Anyway, she looked outside so see if the moon was full (her neighborhood was infested with werewolves). Lightning flashed, even though it was the middle of winter. The ginger could have sworn she saw… Naw. It couldn't be. How would Gaz reach her bedroom window? She was on the second floor!

She smiled, proud of herself for making such a clever conclusion. Then, she stood up and walked down the hall to the bathroom. A shadow made by one of the many piles of crud her sisters put there looked an awful lot like one of the Tallest. But, that was probably the weird obsession talking. She entered the bathroom and flicked on the light switch. In the mirror, she saw Tak's reflection glaring back at her.

"AAAAAH!"

As suddenly as she had appeared, Tak was gone.

Note to self, the redhead thought, drinking forty cans of Red Bull in one day may cause hallucinations…

When she left the bathroom and was, once again, heading down the dark hallway, someone whispered, "You will pay…" But, being the… (cough, cough)… Brave soul she was, she was only kinda scared.

She opened the door to her room and stumbled inside. She clicked the light off and collapsed on her bed. She was almost asleep when she felt something fall onto her mattress. She opened her eyes to see Zim's face just an inch away from hers.

"Peek-a-boo," he murmured, with and evil grin. The redhead screamed and pushed him off the bed, which wasn't hard since he was such a tiny thing.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?" she shouted. Zim stood up, and Dib, Gaz, Tak, and both of the Tallest slowly entered the room through Ginger's closet.

"AAAAAAH THAT'S CREEPY! And I thought Mr. Dwicky lived in my closet!"

"S'up?" called Dwicky, who didn't want to leave the comfort of his home. Everyone else ignored him.

"You call yourself a fan…" Tak hissed in disgust. Her violet eyes glittered for some reason, even though there was pretty much no light in the room.

"W-what are you talking about?" stuttered the redhead. Gaz approached her slowly.

"You know, Party Poison… Or should I say… FIONA!"

The girl shrieked when she heard her real name.

"NO! NO NOT THAT! OH, the HORROR!"

Tallest Red cackled.

"It hasn't even started yet, Fiona."

Then, Dib, Zim, and Gaz tackled, tied her up, and gagged her (in that order-pay attention, it's really quite important). Then they dragged her downstairs and outside, into the street, where Zim's Voot Cruiser was waiting. How did it fit all of them (as in Party Poison/Fiona, Zim, Dib, Gaz, Tak, and both of the Tallest)? Well, let's just say they had their WAYS. Of DOING things. You SEE? Capital letters make it more DRAMATIC. ANYWAY. They loaded Fiona into the ship and flew her to… (shudders)… Canada. Where they forced her to eat MOOSE MEAT. And she cried the whole time, because she loved mooses very much.

(You say "moose", I say "mooses")

The moral of the story is-IF YOU WRITE INVADER ZIM SLASH, YOU MAY BE FORCED TO EAT YOUR BEST FRIEND.

Good-bye now.

A/N: This is a COMPLETELY true story. Every word of it. And if I get any reviews saying how "lucky" I was to find Zim in my bed… You will be punished.