Blinking in and out of reality…

I—

He's not here yet we've got to just keep trying…

Dib—

All these names, it's like he's made his own little world, his own universe up…

Gaz—

Adjust the dose, maybe he's just reacting badly…

Then I received the Nobel peace prize—

There's a registered coherency…

The year 3829—

He babbles like an idiot…

A clone, he's insane—

Well he's awake but he isn't HERE…

Her mother was so beautiful—

He thinks he's some sort of 'genius'…

His little foreign friend and he's not an 'alien'—

That he has two kids…

Super Toast —

That it's the future…

I—

That he MATTERS…

I am—

That he's not just a guinea pig for psychoanalysis…

I am—

We're just waiting for him to get here's all…

I am not—

And when he does he'll be nothing again…

Professor Membrane—

Out on the streets and maybe he'll manage to die properly this time…

Worthless—

Well of course it's cruel but we're overpopulated as it is without bums like him…

There is hope—

But until he wakes up he's stuck here with us…

I hope for—

I hate this job…

Safety, here is safe—

(A/N: great big shout-out to sui_nya who transferred this little plot-bunny to my noggin (although I nearly nomed her face). So I've written a 'Crazy Dib & Crazy Zim' and a 'Crazy Gaz' story and now here's a 'Crazy Professor'. It was fun to think that the entire world, his kids and all, was just in his head. Made me think…well…R&R 'kay? 'Sandria sayeth goodbye)