Oh the cured day arrives upon me like a swarm of brain worms! Wow I've been spending too much time with Zim! I awoke to my bed shaking with the weight of my sister jumping up and down on the mattress, a handful of cards clutched in her hand. Mum followed inside with a plate of pancakes in hand, a lit candle fixed into the top. They wished me a happy birthday and backed away for me to blow out the candle. My wish? I wished for today to be as painless as possible.

I followed them downstairs where a small pile of presents awaited me. I gingerly ripped the paper away, blushing madly. I always felt embarrassed when opening gifts, it was this pressure, not to mention the guilt that I was already feeling that people had actually gone out of their way to get me things. I know I was being stupid, and it was my birthday so it was permitted, but I couldn't help it. But in truth, I did love my presents. A new charm in the shape of a star for my bracelet from Evie, clothes and a load of books from mum and money in cards from other family members back in Wales. Then came the phone calls. America was between 5 and 8 hours behind the U.K, so I felt bad that my family had to wait so long to call me, but it was great to hear their voices, along with a few old school friends too. And for the record, the pancakes were delicious, even with a little melted candle wax dotted here and there.

I deliberatly stayed inside all day. Whatever Zim was planning, I wanted no part of it and if that meant putting myself under quarantine, so be it. As night started to fall, I honestly thought that I'd gotten away with it. That is, until mum made me go upstairs and change into my new clothes. My heart was racing as I pulled on my black tights and denim shorts, fingers fumbling as I slid into my new purple top with black stars patterned up the side and around the neckline that made a V shape, revealing a little hint of something that I'd rather have kept covered. I had to admit, I looked good all things considering. Mum had very skilfully tricked me into putting make-up on and curling my hair by saying that Evie wanted to give make-overs. It was starting to make sense where my trickster skills were coming from…

"Mum, where are we going?" I asked nervously as we started to leave the house.

"Out for a meal, like you wanted." She smiled a little too sweetly.

"Mum, you're a worse lair than me, where are we going?" I stubbornly stopped walking.

She shrugged, "You'll have to wait and see." She narrowed her eyes playfully, "Deep down you really want to find out, don't you?"

I bit my lip, she was deliberately trying to stir my curiosity! That was so not fair!

Evie grinned, climbing into the car, "You know you want to know, I can tell!"

My fingers were starting to twitch. Yes, I really did want to know what was going to happen and knowing Zim it was not going to be anything of normal proportions and was going to be memorable. But at the same time, I knew that it was all going to be in spite of me. But the again…

"Fine let's get this over with!" I moaned, avoiding eye contact with my families smug expression.

I swear, one of these days my curiosity is going to be my own demise. Well, this day could well be the day. After a while driving in silence, no I wasn't sulking, I was just trying to calm myself down from not having a panic attack, we parked up in an empty street that looked slightly familiar in the gloom. All of a sudden, everything went dark as something was bound over my eyes. I yelped in surprise.

"Calm down, it's just a blindfold!" mum sniggered.

I groaned, already feeling the heat in my cheeks, "I'm so going to get you all for this…"

I heard Evie laugh and the car doors open. Mum led me outside into the cold and down the sidewalk. My heart was starting to pound in my chest rather uncomfortably. I'd seen in movies things like this happening at it always built up to a massive surprise party where there were lots of people and all attention was focussed on one person. And that person was going to be me. My throat felt dry and I could breathe. I didn't have many friends apart from Dib, Gaz and Zim. I'd say hello to a few other people, but I wouldn't call them friends. This was just going to be painful…

We were inside by this point after walking up a few steps and walking down an echoing corridor. Mum stopped me and whispered in my ear, "Have fun!" and she and Evie were gone. Leaving me totally alone in the dark.

My arms started flailing in front of me, trying to grab hold of something. The blindfold was too tight for me to undo so feeling my navigation was my only way. My arm swung out to the side and collided with something hard.

"OW! The human has a fist of iron!"

"Zim?" my hands grabbed hold of his shoulders, "Zim, where are we? What're you planning?"

"Silence Amy-worm all shall be revealed." I could picture him smirking at me, totally at his mercy.

He brushed me off of him and poked me in the back with a single finger as an act of leading me forward. I accepted it and stepped forward, face-first into something solid. A wall…

"Oh, so sorry Amy-beast!" he said sarcastically.

I followed the sound of his voice and swung my arm outwards, catching his chin. I laughed as he grunted in pain and poked my tongue out at him, or at least it hoped was at him, I could only guess. He grumbled and grabbed my shoulders harshly, shoving me further down the hallway. I could faintly hear music pumping in the distance, and it was getting ever louder the more we moved. Soon, it was so loud that it was ringing in my ears. I could faintly see flashing lights through the cloth and it was suddenly very hot. People were talking all around me, but none at me which seemed to be good. In a sudden flash, the blindfold was ripped from me, leaving me blinded by the sudden lights.

"Happy birthday to the Amy-worm child!" Zim cried at the top of his voice with a hint of a malicious tone.

Blinking wildly, trying to regain by sight, I heard a mumble of confusion and one or two 'happy birthday' remarks. I looked around and found myself in the skool hall, everyone I knew and more present and dancing to the music and glowing all colours from the flashing lights. Food and decorations were dotted here and there. Thankfully, no one really seemed to be taking any notice of me, but still, it was a shock.

"HA! Victory for Zim! The desired effect has taken place, pathetic human!"

I noticed that my jaw was hanging open and my eyes were just about ready to pop out of my head. I looked at him and composed myself, "You arranged all of this for me?"

He scoffed, "Do not flatter yourself, human, the skool was already arranging a summer 'gathering' for the students, it took little to change the date. But now they are aware of the occasion, there shall be no peace for you!"

I took another look around, no one had taken any notice. As far as they were aware, this was just a skool dance, nothing more, just the way I liked it.

"Do the crowds make you tremble earthling?" Zim mocked, "Do the concept of foods with flames producing make you shake with fear? Well does it? Has Zim summoned the fears you… fear!"

Now I had two options. Mock him and point out how none of this had worked in his favour. No one was taking notice of me, there was no 'flaming foods' to signify a birthday cake or anything else, as far as anyone else was concerned, it was just a skool dance. Not to mention that crowds didn't bother me, only when the crowd was focused on me, which they weren't. And then I could go on to claim a victory for myself and listen to his protesting all night. OR… I could admit defeat and let him have his moment so that we could move on and possibly end up having a good night.

I pouted and raised a hand dramatically to my brow,, swaying for effect, "Curse you Zim and you're plans! I'm so embarrassed by this sudden fleet of celebration! Curse you to heck!"

He crossed his arms and raised his chin in pride, "No one can outsmart the almighty Zim! Oh, and to seal the victory…"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me out into the corridor again where GIR, in full disguise, was waiting for us. He held a small box in his hands wrapped in purple paper and a green bow tied in place. I sighed.

"Happy birthday, Amy-Cakes!" GIR cried, giggling excitedly.

"Zim, you know that buying someone a present on their birthday signifies friendship, right?" I arched my brow sceptically.

"Ha! But you see, Zim remembers that a gift makes the Amy-worm uncomfortable and also; Zim didn't buy it, so there is no friendship symbolism here. Proceed." He waved his hand passively at me.

GIR grinned as he passed the gift to me. It was light and didn't feel like there was much to it. That was good, the smaller the gift, the less awkward I felt. I shook it slightly, a muffled series of thuds sounded from inside which for some reason made Zim chuckle. I eyed him cautiously before peeling back the paper. I gave a dry laugh at the aliens sense of humour. It was a glass jar. I lifted it to eye level and narrowed my eyes to try and see what was in it. The glass on the inside was mostly steamed up, like something inside it had been breathing heavily to fog it up. I glanced at Zim who was waiting expectantly with his fingertips pressed together.

"Very funny, Zimmers." I smiled.

He narrowed his eyes wryly, "Oh, it's more funny than you think."

I tilted my head in confusion and peered closer at the jar. Something was moving inside it behind the fogged glass, but it was hard to make out. I flinched as something small and pale pressed against the glass, it looked kind of like a human hand, but that was impossible. It swept along the glass, clearing a view space for whatever it was to look through. A pair of wide eyes looked up at me behind a pair of miniature glasses. It eyed me for a moment before giving what I presumed was a yelp and fell backwards onto its rear. Instantly it jumped back up and cleared more of the steam away from the glass, bringing it into full view. My pupils dilated at the little figure, dressed in a tiny black trench coat and hair styled into a scythe-like spike…

"Oh my god! Dib?" I cried; looking at Zim's amused grin, "You shrank him?"

Zim burst into snorting laughter, "I did tell him I needed help with a small problem, and a few little plans. Zim thought he was being rather obvious, if the Dib was too stupid to figure it out then that that was his own demise."

"Why give him to me? You can change him back right?"

"Zim presumed that the Dib-worm is of no threat to Zim any longer, and also that the Amy-beast will have more use for him than I. But, yes, he can be changed back… if and when Zim feels like it!"

I fought the urge to blush and looked back down at the mini-Dib. He was tapping the glass, a look of panic in his eyes and pointing madly at his throat. It suddenly clicked. The glass, the steam, he'd used up most of his air, he couldn't breath! I started struggling with the lid while glaring at Zim.

"You didn't think to put air holes in or something?"

Zim shrugged, "His eyes are open! What's the problem?"

I groaned, "Eyes to see, Zim! We breath air through our mouths and noses!"

Zim tapped his chin in thought, "You humans are such useless creatures…"

Ignoring him, I gave the jar to GIR whose strong metallic arms snapped the lid of the jar off in no time. He grinned with pride as he handed the jar back to me. Nervously, I knelt down to the ground and tilted the jar on its side and ever so slightly lifted the bottom upwards so that the small, gasping figure slid gently out onto the floor. Wow, he must have been about four inches tall… He clutched his throat and drank in the air greedily; he turned his attention to Zim who was making no effort to hide his chuckling whatsoever.

"I'm so going to get you for this you lizard! You wait, you'll be on a lab table before long!" Dib cried, shakily getting to his feet.

"Zim presumes that'll be a doll house lab then?" the alien smirked, turning on his heel and walking back into the hall, "Enjoy you're birthday, Amy-beast! Come along GIR!"

GIR giggled while chasing after his master, "I'm gonna dance with the kiddies!"

I was left in the corridor, my only companion, a shrunken boy who was glaring after Zim with a vengeful look in his eyes. We both looked at one another. I smiled sheepishly.

He smacked his palm to his head, "This wasn't exactly what I had in mind…"

"Not really what I expected either to be honest. Are you okay?" I asked, laying down on my stomach to get to eye level with him.

He shrugged and adjusted his glasses, "Depends by your definition of okay… That double-crossing little-"

"Calm down!" I shushed, thinking that this was bad enough without him throwing a mini-tantrum too, "Look, let's head over to Zim's base, we can get you back to normal there."

"May as well head to mine, I've been working on a device that can reverse these particular effects."

I tilted my head, "That's very convenient."

He folded his arms, "Yeah well, would you believe that this isn't the first time Zim's done this too me?"

I smirked, "Actually, yeah, I believe it. He didn't do anything to Gaz either, did he?"

"No, she left a little while after you, she should be here actually…"

"You knew about this?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

He backed away instinctively, "Hey! Remember, it was Zim's idea!"

"Fair enough, I'll let you off, this time. Lets go."

I jumped to my feet and started walking down the corridor when I noticed that there was no familiar sense of him walking next to me. Feeling a little embarrassed, I stopped and turned around carefully to see him sprinting at top speed to catch up with me. I swallowed hard and looked down at him, this was going to be awkward for both of us.

"Do you… Uh, is it okay to, you know, c-carry you?" I stammered, cheeks burning, "It'll be faster and less dangerous for you."

He adjusted his glasses nervously, "Oh, uh, sure, uh, if that's okay with you?"

I nodded and bent down to my knees, laying my hand flat and palm-up on the floor next to him. He hopped on and sat on his knees, hands gripped onto my thumb for support. I tried not to take notice that he was a little sticky from sweat and condensed air from being stuck in that stuffy, airless jar. Slowly and carefully, I got back to my feet and lifted him upwards, having to cup my free hand under my occupied one to stop myself shaking.

"Okay?" I asked, anxiously.

He peered over the edge of my fingers and quickly leant back into position, eyes clenched shut, "Yep, just… make it quick."

We, or rather, I, walked out into the open and down the road towards his house. For the most part, he didn't move, which was more than a relief because frankly, I was too busy trying to keep myself as steady as possible without worrying about him too. I had to hide my smile as I held him carefully. For some reason, mini-Dib just looked so damn cute! Maybe it was the tiny glasses for the fact that his head still seemed slightly disproportioned to the rest of his body. Not that I'd tell him this through, but it was fun to look at. Hehe.

It didn't take long to get to his, and the spare key was hidden under the doormat so that was simple enough. He directed me up to his bedroom where I placed my hand flat on the computer desk and allowed him to clamber off. His foot tripped on my thumb and he fell face-first onto the worktop. I clamped my hand over my mouth to stop laughing, but a little giggle escaped me. He pushed himself up to arch his brow at me, but ended up giving a chuckle himself as he brushed himself off.

"You okay?" I asked, sitting in his wheeled chair and leaning close so that I was at eye level with him.

"I guess," he shrugged, "sorry, you're missing your party because of this…"

I shook my head, "It's a skool dance, it's no more my party than Keefs. No fuss, just fun, that's how I like it. So, thank you. Just don't tell Zim I like it, okay?"

He smirked, "Sure. But I'm so gonna get him later on…"

"Sure you are, his ankles won't know what hit them!" I started laughing, he just gave me a look that plain and simple said 'un-amused', I took the hint, "Okay, I'm only joking, where's this device then?"

He pointed to the bottom draw that was set into the desk. I opened it and blinked in exasperation as I laid my eyes on a blue package draped with a black ribbon. My eyes swivelled to look at Dib who grinned sheepishly, holding his palms out as a peace offering.

"Uh, surprise?" he tugged at his collar at my annoyed glare, "Just open it."

I sighed, and picked it up, ripping back the paper and just to prove my annoyance looped the ribbon around him so that he stood in the centre of a silken ring. My jaw hung open slightly as my hands passed over dark purple material. I lifted it up and found that it was a trench coat, not unlike Dib's, apart from the colour, it also had a belt fashioned around the waist where black stars were dotted here and there. I tried it on. Perfect fit.

"Y-you do like purple, right?" he stammered, managing to break free of his ribbon prison.

"Yeah," I breathed, "my favourite colour…"

Something hard bumbled against my thigh where the pocket was. I reached in and pulled out a small square object. A book. I read the front cover, a smile pulling at my mouth. I'd only seen this particular book once before, only a few days ago.

"You bought that Alice in Wonderland book for me in Hay-On-Wye?" I asked.

"Well, yeah…" he shrugged, but reddening nevertheless, "That's okay, right?"

I beamed at him, "It's brilliant, thank you."

Great, my cheeks were starting to burn too. He shifted slightly from foot to foot. I sat back down and smoothed down the fabric of the coat. There was a long pause. Oh no, this was why I didn't like getting gifts, there was always that awkward moment after the thank you when no one knows what to say! But I did really love the gifts. Why had he gone through so much trouble just to get me these? I wasn't that special that he had to make sure what my favourite things were before getting me them. But yeah, I did really love them and wouldn't change them for anything. I smiled down at him, really wanting to give him a hug, but feeling that it wouldn't end well in the circumstances.

"Well, let's get you back to normal then, shall we?" I asked, breaking the tension by giving the spike in his hair a gentle flick.

Oh wow it made a 'ping' noise! I wanted to do it again but he was already directing me back into the draw and piecing together a gun-like device that really didn't turn out to be as complex as it looked. As soon as he was sure that it was correctly assembled, he told me to aim and fire. I laughed and pointed out that he was still on the desk and if this did work, it wouldn't end well. He blushed and agreed. I was a little braver with him now, pinching the hem of his jacket and lifting him up that way. He yelped in surprise and his eyes widened dramatically. To ease his fears, I set him down on my palm again before setting him down on the carpet. I straightened up and help the device in my hands, aiming it directly at him.

Needless to say, I was hesitant. There was something about aiming what was basically a gun at my best friend who was no taller than four inches tall, and the thing hadn't even been tested! But he looked up at me and nodded determinedly. If he had faith in this, then so would I. So I gripped the trigger, held my breath, and fired.

There was a flash of orange light beamed out from the barrel and hit him square in the chest, knocking him off of his feet. In panic, I dropped the device and my eyes clenched shut from the brightness. Everything went silent. I didn't want to look. My body was trembling as images of Dib burnt and laying motionless came to mind. I flinched as something tapped me nervously on the shoulder. I peeked through my eyelids and sighed with relief, wrapping my arms around the human-sized figures waist and burying my face into its neck.

"Don't you ever make me shoot you again, okay?" I snapped.

Dib faltered, "Uh, okay…"

I suddenly realised what I was doing and pulled away, chewing the inside of my cheek in embarrassment. He looked at me from head to toe, actually able to take everything in now he was back to normal size. A shy smile on his face made him look a little dazed. Oh no, was there some side-affect to the device? Was he okay?

"Woah, you look, great."

"Uh, thanks." I blushed, adjusting the neck of my unfamiliarly low top so that not so much was showing, "So, uh, do you want to head back to that party? Well, not party, the uh, summer dance, thing?" I flustered.

He arched his brow, "I thought you weren't good in crowds?"

I smirked and punched him playfully on the shoulder, "I think I'll be okay, if you come with me."

The dance was still in full swing when we arrived. I left Dib to the food table and went over to stand next to Gaz. She wished me a tired sounding happy birthday and tossed a small game cartridge at me as my present. I thanked her. She didn't stare at me like the others did, hell; she didn't even wrap it, just plain and simple, hand it over and have done with it. Perfect. We talked for a while, mostly about how funny it was watching people dance when they blatantly couldn't. However, our conversation was cut short by a sudden cry of anger from across the room.

I rushed over to see Zim glaring at Dib warningly, "You dared to break into the base of Zim and reverse my genius actions?"

Dib rolled his eyes, "I didn't break in Zim, I was just one step ahead, like I always will be!"

"Oh you troublesome human!" he caught sight of me, "And you…"

"Me?" I clarified innocently, "I was merely cowering away from the endless restlessness of the torture you've inflicted on me. In fact, I've got a little something planned as an apology for you."

He narrowed his eyes, "Zim is listening."

I subtly winked at Dib and pulled out the blindfold from before out, tying it over Zim's fake contacts. I told Dib to stay put while I led Zim out onto the dance floor. I stood him in position and told him not to move.

"I warn you, Amy-worm, if this is another trick…"

"No trick, I assure you. Now I'll be back in a minute, don't move."

Swiftly, I made my way over to Gaz who looked bored as hell.

"Please can you do something for me as a massive favour?" I begged, pulling out the ribbon from my present and covering her eyes with it.

She looked like she was about to hit me, "What do you think you're doing?"

"Please, trust me?"

She relaxed, "If it wasn't you're birthday, you would have been swallowed by a void of eternal pain by now."

"And I very much appreciate it." I breathed, leading her onto the dance floor.

I stood her before the blinded alien and said openly not to speak. Zim, not knowing Gaz was there, nodded, and vice-versa. I pushed them a little closer to one another so that their chests were almost touching. Both of Zim's arms were altered so that they looped around Gaz's waist. They both tensed and if they could see me or each other, would probably be giving me the death glare by now. But true to their word, they did not speak or move. Next, Gaz had her arms placed around the aliens neck. They were both locked in place now, if they were moving, then they'd look perfect, but they'd been ordered not to. Now, for the most brilliant part of my plan: I turned and walked away without another word.

"What did you do?" Dib asked when I returned.

"Oh, nothing." I smirked, "But I wasn't going to have you argue all night."

He shrugged, "Stupid alien… So, uh, enjoying yourself?"

Smiling slightly at his awkwardness, I nodded, "Yeah, I really am."

"Not really a big adventure though, isn't that why you came in the first place?"

I laughed, "Considering all that's happened, I think I've had enough adventure to last me -"

"About three days?" he interrupted with a sly grin.

"Maybe." I poked my tongue out at him, "And are you, you know, enjoying yourself?"

He shrugged and waited for me to turn away to look out onto the dace floor before answering me, "More than I thought I would."

Before I had a chance to reply, something soft pressed against my cheek. It had vanished as quickly as it had appeared, leaving my cheek feeling tingly. I looked up at Dib, but he'd already gone, just his scythe-like hair could be seen darting through the crowd of people like a shark fin. My fingertips traced the place where he'd touched me and my cheeks burned as a smile grew. No, he wasn't getting away with this so easy. Time to stop these stupid hit and misses.

I charged after him, ducking between people until I caught sight of a sweeping black trench coat. My hand jabbed outwards and grabbed the sleeve, pulling harshly so that he twisted and was forced to look at me. His coffee coloured eyes widened in anticipation as he saw my determined glare. I folded my arms expectantly, making him shift awkwardly.

"Well?" I asked.

He stammered, "I, uh, I'm sorry if… It's not… Uh I -"

"Well?" I repeated, "You did it wrong."

He froze, "I what?"

"You did it wrong. If you're going to kiss me; then kiss me."

Not giving myself time to feel awkward or embarrassed, I grabbed the neck of his shirt and pulled him towards me. His eyes widened in shock as out lips pressed against each other. Butterflies swarmed like a storm in the pit of my stomach, but it was too late to back out now. He felt soft; and warm. I released his shirt and broke apart first, smirking at his rosy cheeks and slightly steamed glasses. I felt a little happy that he left a taste of something on my lips, I wasn't sure what it was, but I liked it.

Not wanting to make things awkward, I rolled my eyes, "So, you gonna ask me to dace or just stand there and catch flies?"

He instantly snapped his jaw shut, "Do you, uh, wanna dance?"

I nodded, grinning, "Sure."

He nervously stepped forward and put his hands on my waist, in turn, my hands rested on his shoulders. A smile twitched in the corners of his mouth and I was more than happy to return it with a grin. Suddenly, the song in the background ended and changed to an all too familiar tune. All About Us by He is We. Dib smirked at me.

"I put in a word with the DJ, sounds better with you humming it though."

I blushed, "Come here, big head…"

My arms tightened so that out chests were pressed together, his arms fully looped around my waist while mine draped over his neck. I braved leaning into the crook of his neck, to which he responded by resting his head on mine. Wow, his heart was beating so fast, or was that mine, I couldn't tell by this point. Over his shoulder, something came into view that made my jaw drop.

Swaying in the same stance as Dib and I, Zim stood with his arms locking Gaz into place, and she wasn't fighting it! Oh well, that's probably jus the blindfolds in the way, soon they'd take them off and both be out for my blood. Wait… Neither of them had their eyes covered… They were fully aware of each other! I resisted the urge to pump my fist in the air and declare a victory and stayed in position. Zim glanced upwards and caught sight of me, he glared at me with the utmost disgust. Behind Dib's back, I moved my hands into a heart shape and mouthed Zim and Gaz's names. Zim's eyes flared, but he composed himself and rolled his eyes instead. He looked down at Gaz who still hadn't noticed me and then back up at me. He moved his lips to mouth: You win this time, human, bit Zim shall get you back! To this, I simply rolled my eyes with a grin and leant back into Dib, not wanting him to turn around and see them or else all hell would break loose.

Dib looked at me and grinned, "So, it's been a good birthday?"

I laughed at the question and leant into him as the song came to a close, "Yeah, the best."

It all seemed perfect, and I'll be honest, in my opinion, it was perfect. But if I'd known what was going on 5.9 light-years away in space… oh who am I kidding, it still would have been perfect at the time. But there was in fact something happening that distance away that would have momentarily made my blood run cold. For there was a certain escape pod hurtling through space, carrying a dormant passenger. It was well on course to the planet Foodcourtia, and was in perfect timing. Perfect timing for the food chefs of the planet to send out a large pile of garbage that had been built up over the last millennia. The ball of junk shot through the vacuum of space and collided head on with the pod. The dormant passenger was shaken and stumbled backwards, hitting its metallic slab at the back of its head against the walls, dislodging it violently. The sudden impact on the ship made it malfunction, it's homing device kicking in and turning it around in a matter of seconds. The orange haired passenger grinned as it viewed its planet coming into view. A planet where two of his 'buddies' resided. Wow, he thought, I bet they can't wait to see me again!

And all through this, I was fitted against Dib in the middle of a skool dance-floor, a sadistic alien and a sarcastic human girl mirroring us in what could only be described as comfort. Totally unaware of the horror that was swiftly returning. Totally, well, as cheesy as it sounds… totally unaware of anything really. And yeah, I was happy with that.

A/N:

Man this was a long chapter! Sorry about that but I had a lot to fit in and there wasn't much point in breaking it up cuz it was all about the same thing. I also apologise for the fluffy tone, but I've been feeling a little down and it really cheered me up to write some cheesy awkward stuff like this XD

Thanks for all the reviews on this fic and also thanks to GIRLovesTacos1311 for giving me the idea for Mini-Dib, hands up if you noted the references to my other fanfic of IZ called 'Down to Size'? XD

So that's it I'm afraid, but there will be more from Amy and the IZ gang soon, maybe sooner than you think if you take a look at a poll about a fic I'm debating on writing XD Thanks again for all the reviews and positive feedback and… till next time I guess XD

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