Transformation

A.N. Man, I can't think of a good title for this! I love playing with the fact that Daggett and Zim are played by the same voice actor, so I'm going to write a little one-shot combining the two characters. Don't ask how Daggett's mind ended up in Zim's body, because even I don't know the answer to that. The words in italics are Dagget's thoughts and the ones in regular are his words. Now, let's get to the story.

Where am I?

The last thing I remember is going out to get food for Norbert and I, and then I think a rather large branch fell on my head and knocked me out. Norb isn't going to be happy when he gets back home and finds that I haven't returned. In fact, he very well could be looking for me right now, so I'd better try and find my out of-

"Welcome to life Irken child! Report for duty."

Eh?I'm infront of a machine of some sort. Maybe I was captured by those spooty scientist, or maybe I'm in one of the rooms in Oxnard Montalvo's studio. Yes! He must have found me and brought me here to his home. But whatever that machine is, I think its broken. I'm not an Ir-ken child; I'm an adult beaver.

Wait... If I was rescued, then it would only be right to thank my favorite actor and maybe ask if I could star in one of his movies. but since he's not here, I'm just going to have to thank the machine in the hopes that he's watch me at the moment through a camera. Now, how do you thank a machine.

"I love you cold unfeeling robot arm!"

Weird. My voice is unusually high and squeaky. Must be helium. Oxnard does have a pretty strange house. Now another arm is grabbing me any bringing me somewhere. A chair in another empty room. Where is everybody?

"You are two minutes old little smeet. Prepare to be filled with the whole of Irken knowledge."

I'm not two minuets old you spooty computer. Also, my name is not little smeet...wait. Knowledge? Knowledge would be useful, seeing how I could impress my friends with it, and my brother might see me as less stupid. Why does he even think I'm stupid anyway? I might even be smarter than him once this is through.

"Okey Dokey!"

Two wires connect to something on my back that I can't see. I'm seeing Mom and Dad. Mom is holding Norb, and Dad is holding me. This must be a memory of me a fwe minutes after Mom...hatched me in a factory? That doesn't sound right. She..umm... Why can't I remember? The family picture is dissolving and is being replaced by an image of strange tiny bug creatures floating in glowing tubes.

Something is erasing my memories and replacing them with the knowledge! I'm forgetting everyone I know and everything I've done during my entire life. I'm even forgetting who I am! Jerking and thrashing doesn't retract the wires; it only speeds up the process. I didn't agree to this. I need to remember everything. (Well, itokay if I forget about Truckie because I hate him.) All of my memories are being washed away as though down a drain.

I struggle to hold on to my identity. I am Daggett! I am Daggett! I AM DAGGETT! I AM-

"Upload complete. You have been given a name; identify yourself."

"I AM ZIM!"

A.N. This idea came to me almost instantly, and when I was done writing, I read my work and discovered just how good of a writer I really am. I feel sorry for Dag though. I was so cruel to him that I made myself a little sad reading this. Please review.

ECHODVCC :)