Dib membrane sat in the horrible place he had to call a classroom as his teacher droned on about something nobody cared about. His mind had begun to wander and he found himself thinking about a certain arch enemy.
He recalled all the past fights the two had had before and began to wonder why he had fought so hard to protect a race that thought he was insane. But he didnt dwell on it for long.
Come to think of it, he hadn't seen the green boy in days. Dib decided he would see for himself what was happening after skool.
When the final bell rang to signal the end of the skool day, Dib grabbed his stuff and sprinted to his arch-enemy's base and home. Throughout the day, he had become increasingly worried. If Zim wasn't at skool, then he could finally be trying to take over the world- but not in the sucky ways he usually did.
When the boy reached the base, everything was completely silent. Normally, he would at least hear the sound of GIR watching the Scary Monkey show or Zim yelling at some random thing, but there was not a single sound. Dib could tell there was an odd aura surrounding the entire house. He swallowed thickly and started the walk to the alien's house, his mind yelling at him for coming here.
He stalled when he made it to where the lawn gnomes sat, the gnomes not even acknowledging his presence. 'Something is seriously wrong,' he thought. As he made it up to the door, he put his ear up to it to see if he could hear anything coming from inside. After a minute or so of listening, his ears picked up the sound of a slight sobbing noise, one that would come from a child.
He slowly opened up the door and poked his head in. All he could see was darkness, so he reached for the light switch. When he flipped it, scattered on the floor were random pieces of Irken machinery, blueprints, and snacks. Dib slowly walked in and closed the door behind him and continued to listen for the crying noise. It seemed to grow louder as he approached the couch.
He peeked behind the couch to see GIR curled up into a little ball with his head on his knees, sobbing. Dib knelt down so he could get a better look at the insane little robot. GIR looked up at the boy with 'tears' in his now grey eyes. He lunged at Dib, grabbing onto him and burying his head in his chest as if he would leave him alone.
Dib was startled at first, but hugged the robot back. "GIR... What happened here? Where's Zim?"
GIR took a few seconds to answer, but when he did he said, "Master... He's broken... Can you fix him Mary?" The boy was now extremely confused after the robot's words.
"GIR, where is Zim?" Dib picked GIR off his chest and held him up by his sides as he waited for another answer.
"Master's in the lab... He's all sad and stuff. He left me up here after the Tallest called him... Please help my master Mary!" GIR broke down again as Dib set him on the couch to go look for Zim.
He walked into the kitchen and onto the garbage can that led to the lower part of Zim's base. When he stepped into the elevator, he couldn't help but feel remorse for both Zim and GIR. A place that was once filled with life was now reduced to trash and sobbing robots.
The elevator lowered down to the base and the door opened. The only thing Dib saw was the large monitor buzzing with static and illuminating the floor with various trash scattered around. 'What the hell is going on here?!' questioned the boy. He walked over to the monitor and saw the calls list. The last one on there was dated 3 days ago, around the time he last saw Zim.
He clicked on it and it played back the entire call. Zim's leaders popped up on the screen with irritated looks on their faces.
"Zim,we are really getting tired of your constant calls," said the red one. "Are you really so stupid that you couldn't even see that your whole 'mission' was a lie? We only sent you there because we wanted to get rid of you."
"And because we hated you and wanted to see you explode!" added the purple one. "So just stop calling us Zim. From now on you are banished from all Irken territory." The call then cut out. Dib was so astonished at the fact that the entire time his enemy had been here, this whole time, was a lie.
The boy gathered his thoughts once more and began his search for the alien. He searched around the base and almost killed himself on all the random things strewn across the floor. After 20 minutes of looking, he slipped on something wet near a large lump laying near the back of the lab.
He picked himself off the floor and looked to see the Irken laying on his side on the floor, naked, and surrounded by a pool of his own blood. Dib suddenly felt sick to his stomach as he looked at the horrifying sight before him.
"Z-Zim? What the hell..." Dib slowly picked himself off the floor and crawled over to his wounded enemy. He turned him onto his back and looked him over. Zim had a large gash near where his left eyebrow would be going to his temple, a small stream of light pink blood coming from the corner of his mouth, and bruises all around his body.
Dib started to lightly shake him as if he were only asleep, but to no avail. He then gently picked him up and set him on a nearby table and looked up towards the computer.
"Computer, what happened to Zim? Why is all this stuff all over the place?" The computer stayed silent, and when it didn't speak up, Dib sighed annoyedly. He knew he had to do something to wake the unconscious Irken, he just didn't know what.
After a little debating, he decided to carry Zim to his private quarters and wait for him to wake up. He quickly found the room, set Zim down on the bed, and lied down near the Irken without bothering to look for a light source. Dib turned onto his side so he could see the small green boy better.
He began to consider what could have possibly happened and why this place looked like total hell. One of those possibilities was that the Irked could've gone insane and destroyed everything, including his clothes.
As he continued to look at the unconscious alien, he began to wonder why he had even bothered to waste his time to come here and rescue someone who hated him and tried to kill him almost every day for the past 5 years. The more he thought of it, the more confused he made himself.
He came to the conclusion that he might have began to care for the Irken, them trying to kill eachother or not. Technically, Zim was the only reason for Dib living. He was the only one who actually acknowledged his existence. Even his own father ignored him.
He had always been considered crazy, and even with just one person (or alien) who bothered to dedicate some of thier time to him was nice in a way. He smiled slightly as he started to drift off.