WereDib
Disclaimer: I don't own this show in any way shape or form. I just love it. I also love Dib. He looks soooo cute. With his trench coat and black hair. He looks like a Goth. I love Goth men. I also love the paranormal so I and he have a lot in common. Plus we're also insane. Yaaa! Insane!!!
Summary: When Zim kidnaps Dib and puts some liquid in his mouth and he turns into a werewolf every night. Tak sees Dib in werewolf form and decides to help. Can Tak and Dib find the cure? Will the town discover Dib's secret? Dib/Tak in this one.
Chapter 1: A nasty morning
Zim woke up to the smell of something terrible. A weird stench in the air that smelled so nasty even the smell of skunk smelled like roses.
"Gir! What is that horrible stench?" Zim said holding his nose if he had one. He got out of bed to see what it was.
It came from the kitchen. He followed the stench and there was Gir, stirring something in a bowl.
"Stirring is fun" Gir said. He was a robot so he couldn't smell anything.
"What did you put in that thing" Zim asked Gir.
"I put onions, and tomatoes, and a tire I chopped up into little pieces with a chainsaw, a chicken, sugar, flour, rotten eggs, and that ray gun you had I chopped up into little pieces with a chainsaw too" Gir said.
Zim pinched his forehead in frustration. "Things can't get any worse" Zim said.
At school
Zim couldn't be any more right. It did get worse.
Zim sat in his desk in the classroom of Ms. Bitters. She was always bitter.
"Zim did you turn in your homework about the leaders of our generation" Ms. Bitters said.
"Of course I did" Zim took a piece of paper out of his desk and put it on the desk.
Miss Bitters read the paper. "F+" She said.
"F means fantastic" Zim said. "No it means you failed" She explained to him.
"What how was that even possible" Zim said.
"First of all you aren't our leader of our generation"
"No. But I will soon be. Just you wait" Zim said.
Dib heard their conversation and scoffed. "Like that will ever happen" he said.
Zim just looked at him with a hateful look.
"Sit down and shut up" Ms. Bitters said.
Zim took his seat.
At lunch
It was lunch time and Zim as usual didn't eat his food.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Some one screamed throwing food at a girl's head.
A whole food war started. Meatloaf and mashed potatoes were thrown all over the cafeteria.
He ducked for cover only to be hit in the head by a peice of ham from a kid's sandwich. It burned his skin.
It was Dib who threw it. He brushed his hands and walked away with a smug little grin.
Zim looked at him with anger then a mischief grin. "Enjoy your happiness. While you still have it" Zim said to himself.
After school
Dib walked on the streets to the place where him and Tak last time talked. He had a sad expression on his face. He missed her.
"I wish you were here, Tak. I'm so sorry" Dib said to himself. Out of nowhere comes a large, purple net thrown on top of him and it zapped him out cold.
Once he was out cold someone dragged the net to a location.