Valentine's Day (not literally, of course)
Today is a Friday, one of Dib's favorite days. Probably because it's the last day of the week he is forced to listen to Ms. Bitters' doom lecture. However, it is a disappointing day as well. It is the day signifying that yet another week has gone by and he has proved unable to defeat Zim once and for all. Resignedly, he put the last of his books away in his backpack that he'd need for the weekend. As he scanned the unknown depths of his desk, he found a slip of paper.
"What's this?" He picked it up with care and examined the note. He read in his mind:
'Dib-
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, and I'm in love with you.
-Your Secret Admirer'
"Oh my gosh! A secret admirer! But who could it be? No one likes me!" Dib pushed it to the back of his mind, thinking it might have been a prank. But, sure enough, as he checked the mail at his house, he found a package addressed to him. It had no return address. A letter was enclosed. This time Dib read aloud,
"Dear Dib,
Why is it that you haven't given me replies through Gaz? Well, I suppose you've been too busy after Zim. I understand perfectly, and you shouldn't worry about hurting my feelings. Speaking of Zim, I've got something for you that I think you would enjoy. Please, don't ever let Zim know about this package, or you'll be doomed. I don't want that. Please, open the package inside of your house and never let it out. Don't take it to skool. It contains top-secret information about Zim and the Irken Empire. Why would I help you, you ask? Well, I think you should know by now the answer to that. I don't want to see Zim take over. I hope this will help you. I have 1500 pages of material I've collected, and I think you'll be interested in it. Goodbye. Until the next time you save the world.
-Your Secret Admirer"
"1500 pages! Wow! I'll be going through that all week!" Dib hauled the box indoors and began to flip through his new source of information. As he reread the notice, he discovered the part about him saving the world. How'd she know, whoever she was? He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something mysterious about her. The rest of the day passed without any major events. The next morning, however, Dib awoke from a pounding on the door. Groggily, Dib got up to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hi. I just wanted to congratulate you for your effort. I know that saving the world can be a tough business."
"Are you...my secret admirer?"
"No, I'm her sister. She knows Gaz, and has been sending notes to you through her for a long time now. That is, until recently when Gaz wouldn't accept them anymore."
"But...I just started to receive them. Gaz never gave me any notes."
"Oh. Well, she just absolutely adores you. I would have brought her here with me, but she's very sick. That's why she hasn't ever talked to you in person. She can't get out of bed."
"Is she going to be okay?"
"We're hoping for the best. She could die at any time though. It took all of her strength to put together those little cards and things she's made. You're her hero."
"I feel so guilty now. Can I come over and see her?"
"Yes, but it's a very contagious virus. It's liable that you'll get sick too."
"I don't care."
"It's her one wish in the world to spend a day with you."
"Wow. When can I come over?"
"Right now, if you'd like."
"Okay." Dib walked out the door and through the city until they came to a small, secluded area. A lone house stood at the brink of the city's border. It looked dilapidated and unfit to live. "This is where you live?"
"It's all we can afford." Dib walked down the path with her, and once they stepped inside, they went up into the next room.
"Oh no...Are you my secret admirer?" Dib inquired, horrified. A girl lying on the floor with a thin sheet covering her slim body nodded very weakly.
"She can't talk well."
"Oh, I'm so sorry...Have you gone to the hospital?"
"We tried, but we don't own any money at all. The procedure's very expensive. We don't have anything they'll accept. Even trading in the house and everything in it wouldn't pay for it."
"What's her name?"
"Vennita."
"Vennita, I'm so sorry you're sick." Dib approached her and took her hand. It was cold as ice, and as limp as a dead fish. He sat down right next to her, and then began to coax her. "It's okay. I'll find some way to save you."
"I...trust...you." Her eyes closed and Dib looked at her in sympathy. He knew that she needed hospital care, and fast. Dib brushed away some of the hair in her half-closed eyes and kissed her affectionately on the cheek. Vennita's sister left the room. "I'm so lucky.... you're our only hope...."
"Vennita. You have a very pretty name. I think I can get you to safety. My dad's a scientist. I just know he can save you." Dib smiled hopefully.
"You look cute when you smile." He blushed heavily, then hastily replied,
"I think you're very beautiful." Vennita tried to force a smile, but she was in too much pain.
"I know it's just a flattering lie. I am nearly dead, and I can't look that pretty."
"Don't say that! Besides, it's the full truth. You are very beautiful. Vennita, is there anything I can do for you right now?" This time she did smile, and held Dib's hand as if for dear life.
"Promise me...you'll be here...until I die."
"I promise. Whether you die of this ailment or of age sometime in the future, I'll stay
with you for every moment of your life."
"Really?"
"Yes. I hope you live for a long time though."
"Me too. But I don't think that will happen."
"Vennita, don't say that."
"I...love...you...." Her voice was lost as she closed her eyes. Vennita's breathing stopped and Dib gasped. Fearfully, he moved his hand to her heart. Some tears ran down his face, as he felt no heartbeat.
"Vennita...please...live.... You actually liked me. You actually wanted to help me. You actually cared.... I want you to know...I love you." Dib cried out; tears began to stream from his eyes. Vennita's sister stepped from behind.
"Is she...?" By the look on Dib's face she knew the answer, "It can't be! Vennita, speak to me! Vennita!" Without another word, Dib picked her up and began to descend the stairway. The young girl's sibling didn't stop him, for she knew what he was doing.
Today is a Friday, one of Dib's favorite days. Probably because it's the last day of the week he is forced to listen to Ms. Bitters' doom lecture. However, it is a disappointing day as well. It is the day signifying that yet another week has gone by and he has proved unable to defeat Zim once and for all. Resignedly, he put the last of his books away in his backpack that he'd need for the weekend. As he scanned the unknown depths of his desk, he found a slip of paper.
"What's this?" He picked it up with care and examined the note. He read in his mind:
'Dib-
Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, and I'm in love with you.
-Your Secret Admirer'
"Oh my gosh! A secret admirer! But who could it be? No one likes me!" Dib pushed it to the back of his mind, thinking it might have been a prank. But, sure enough, as he checked the mail at his house, he found a package addressed to him. It had no return address. A letter was enclosed. This time Dib read aloud,
"Dear Dib,
Why is it that you haven't given me replies through Gaz? Well, I suppose you've been too busy after Zim. I understand perfectly, and you shouldn't worry about hurting my feelings. Speaking of Zim, I've got something for you that I think you would enjoy. Please, don't ever let Zim know about this package, or you'll be doomed. I don't want that. Please, open the package inside of your house and never let it out. Don't take it to skool. It contains top-secret information about Zim and the Irken Empire. Why would I help you, you ask? Well, I think you should know by now the answer to that. I don't want to see Zim take over. I hope this will help you. I have 1500 pages of material I've collected, and I think you'll be interested in it. Goodbye. Until the next time you save the world.
-Your Secret Admirer"
"1500 pages! Wow! I'll be going through that all week!" Dib hauled the box indoors and began to flip through his new source of information. As he reread the notice, he discovered the part about him saving the world. How'd she know, whoever she was? He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something mysterious about her. The rest of the day passed without any major events. The next morning, however, Dib awoke from a pounding on the door. Groggily, Dib got up to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hi. I just wanted to congratulate you for your effort. I know that saving the world can be a tough business."
"Are you...my secret admirer?"
"No, I'm her sister. She knows Gaz, and has been sending notes to you through her for a long time now. That is, until recently when Gaz wouldn't accept them anymore."
"But...I just started to receive them. Gaz never gave me any notes."
"Oh. Well, she just absolutely adores you. I would have brought her here with me, but she's very sick. That's why she hasn't ever talked to you in person. She can't get out of bed."
"Is she going to be okay?"
"We're hoping for the best. She could die at any time though. It took all of her strength to put together those little cards and things she's made. You're her hero."
"I feel so guilty now. Can I come over and see her?"
"Yes, but it's a very contagious virus. It's liable that you'll get sick too."
"I don't care."
"It's her one wish in the world to spend a day with you."
"Wow. When can I come over?"
"Right now, if you'd like."
"Okay." Dib walked out the door and through the city until they came to a small, secluded area. A lone house stood at the brink of the city's border. It looked dilapidated and unfit to live. "This is where you live?"
"It's all we can afford." Dib walked down the path with her, and once they stepped inside, they went up into the next room.
"Oh no...Are you my secret admirer?" Dib inquired, horrified. A girl lying on the floor with a thin sheet covering her slim body nodded very weakly.
"She can't talk well."
"Oh, I'm so sorry...Have you gone to the hospital?"
"We tried, but we don't own any money at all. The procedure's very expensive. We don't have anything they'll accept. Even trading in the house and everything in it wouldn't pay for it."
"What's her name?"
"Vennita."
"Vennita, I'm so sorry you're sick." Dib approached her and took her hand. It was cold as ice, and as limp as a dead fish. He sat down right next to her, and then began to coax her. "It's okay. I'll find some way to save you."
"I...trust...you." Her eyes closed and Dib looked at her in sympathy. He knew that she needed hospital care, and fast. Dib brushed away some of the hair in her half-closed eyes and kissed her affectionately on the cheek. Vennita's sister left the room. "I'm so lucky.... you're our only hope...."
"Vennita. You have a very pretty name. I think I can get you to safety. My dad's a scientist. I just know he can save you." Dib smiled hopefully.
"You look cute when you smile." He blushed heavily, then hastily replied,
"I think you're very beautiful." Vennita tried to force a smile, but she was in too much pain.
"I know it's just a flattering lie. I am nearly dead, and I can't look that pretty."
"Don't say that! Besides, it's the full truth. You are very beautiful. Vennita, is there anything I can do for you right now?" This time she did smile, and held Dib's hand as if for dear life.
"Promise me...you'll be here...until I die."
"I promise. Whether you die of this ailment or of age sometime in the future, I'll stay
with you for every moment of your life."
"Really?"
"Yes. I hope you live for a long time though."
"Me too. But I don't think that will happen."
"Vennita, don't say that."
"I...love...you...." Her voice was lost as she closed her eyes. Vennita's breathing stopped and Dib gasped. Fearfully, he moved his hand to her heart. Some tears ran down his face, as he felt no heartbeat.
"Vennita...please...live.... You actually liked me. You actually wanted to help me. You actually cared.... I want you to know...I love you." Dib cried out; tears began to stream from his eyes. Vennita's sister stepped from behind.
"Is she...?" By the look on Dib's face she knew the answer, "It can't be! Vennita, speak to me! Vennita!" Without another word, Dib picked her up and began to descend the stairway. The young girl's sibling didn't stop him, for she knew what he was doing.