It's all Dib-monkey's fault.
If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have started to doubt myself.
If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been banished.
If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been sent through that portal.
If it wasn't for him, none of this would have happened.
I look down. GIR is sitting in his brilliant dog disguise, staring at that... duck... beaver... thing. It's only staring right back at him.
Sighing, I smack my head out of stupidity. Instead of my normal itchy wig or smooth head, I touch normal human hair.
Stupid Irkens.
No, I don't mean that. I only wish to change back. For everything to be the way it was.
That pointed-headed boy walks back into the room, followed by some red-headed lady. I only assume it's his mother.
They discuss things. I drift in and out of the conversation, hearing parts about living arrangements and parents.
I have absolutely no idea what their talking about.
And I don't care.
The lady comes over. I want to edge away, but I'm too tired. She places her hand on my forehead, beneath the messy mess of hair on my head. Then she just smiles gently, and leaves the room.
The boy walks over to me, now with a long-headed kid with green hair.
"I'm Phineas and this is Ferb. You and your dog can stay here if you want. What's your name?"
My wide, pale violet and blue eyes are beginning to close. I can only mutter a few words before I'm out.
"My name is Zim. Invader Zim."
okay, so I'm babysitting my brother in real life right now. I'm looking up Invader Zim fanart and he's watching Phineas and Ferb. this story has been born. :)