DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OR THE SONG. THAT IS ALL.
Dib was running home, his baby sister's hand in his. "Come on! Dad needs us! The call said he needed us ASAP!" he called to the purple-haired girl he was lugging along. "I know! Dad sounded like he was really in trouble! Did he even say what was wrong?" "No, he just said he needed help." That had the membrane children both scared. The weather even seemed ominous. It was grey, and seemed like it was about to rain at any second. The two finally reached the house, and they saw something horrible. Their father lying down on the floor, holding a note that said, "to: my two wonderful children, Dib Cornelius and Gazelene Alice Membrane" and, his face was entirely bluish purple. Gaz rushed over to the man, and felt for a pulse. There wasn't one. She listened for his breathing. She heard nothing. "No! No! Daddy! Wake up! WAAAH!" Dib walked over to them, and took the note. "What –sob- does it –boo-hoo! Sniff! - say?" Dib read the note aloud-
"My dearest beautiful daughter, Gazelene
And
My handsome, smart, sane son, Dib
I am sorry I must die while you are eight and six. I am sorry I did not take advantage of my life while I had it. I am sorry I called you inane and evil on live TV, I am sorry I never addressed either of you by name, and, I am sorry I never told you how sick I was. I should have told you I was sick this morning when you left for skool. I love you both with every part of my body. I wish I was strong enough to fight the disease. I apologize, Dib, for calling you insane, and, for always bringing up the time you raised the dead. I mean, it was an accident, right? And it was only that one time. I now know that you were right about aliens. I wish I knew what it is that took me away from you children, but, that will always be a mystery to me. And, Gaz, I' sorry I cannot dance with you at your sixteenth birthday, meet your prom date, go to your graduation, walk you down the aisle at your wedding, or see your children. I so wanted to see how beautiful you would grow up to be. I wanted to buy a house on the river, and overfill it with grandkids. I wanted to kiss you one last time, and tell you I loved you before I went. But, I'll have to settle for writing it.
I want to ask a favor of you.
I will never know what killed me, but, you two can. Do an autopsy on my body so you can have SOME closure.
I love you
Your horrible dad."
They stayed quiet like that for a long time. Their dad, the man who raised them, and, apparently loved them unconditionally was dead. And, worse yet, he didn't know why. Gaz sat there, eyes wide open, unlike their usual closed form. "Gaz?" Dib said, putting a hand on her shoulder "are you still ali-" Gaz tore away, mascara mixing with tears and running down her face "IT'S NOT FAIR!" she moaned "DADDY SHOULD STILL BE HERE! WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE? WHY DID HE DIE ON US? WHAT ABOUT US? WHERE DO WE GO? HOW DO WE LIVE? WHO RAISES US NOW? !" she screamed, before running out the door. She had no idea where she was going, but, she didn't want to come back for a while.
Dib turned on the TV, and, discovered that people knew that membrane was going to die even before he did.
"Horrible moment for the Membrane family as the last living adult of the family stopped being the last LIVING adult of the family. Al the public has is the last piece of footage the man ever made before he stopped being alive." Then, on the screen behind the reporter appeared his dad. And, he said the following.
"I have two children, and, I love them both. Really, I do. But, they're just so… strange! My son is crazy and chases aliens! And, when he's not chasing aliens, he's raising the dead! Always with the dead, that boy! Is it something with his GUARGANTUAN head? That head is the size of the sun! he is a worshiper of those swollen eyeball lunatics. They're about as stable as jell-o in a blender! Honestly, I sometimes wish I had given him up for adoption! Then, he'd be some other poor fool's problem! Why can't he be into REAL science? But, no, he's into that paranormal garbage! And, he's not the worst! My daughter is completely homicidal! She once drenched two girls in pig blood after they made fun of her dress, calling it a 'girl thing'. It's not a girl thing, it's a PSYCO THING! I once had her on security for my TV show, and, she kept beating up the audience and everyone else in the vicinity! My daughter is a psycho, and my son is a lunatic! Anyone want to buy two useless, ugly, stupid, embarrassing children? Of course you don't! honestly! I should just die, I hate my eight year old son and six year old daughter! Oh, what's that? It invalidates my previous statement that I do love them? WELL, MAYBE I CAME TO MY SENSES AND REALIZED THAT NO ONE CAN LOVE MANIACS!"
Dib couldn't watch another second of this. He walked over to the blanket covering his father, and yanked it up so he could look at his closed eyes. (they had taken his clothes) "I thought you loved us. Well, I guess you don't." tears started welling up in his eyes. "well, maybe I don't love you either! I'll go show this tape to Gaz! And after all the crud you said about us, She won't love you much either! If you weren't already dead, she'd kill you!" he stormed out the door, trench coat flowing behind him, looking for Gaz.
He found the little girl by a grave all to familiar to Dib. She was also doing something she hated to do. She was singing!
"My daddy never took his young kids to church
Never spoke of a name
Never reads us his work
A non-believer walking lost in this world
Took his babies with him
A poor boy and a girl.
My daddy worked all day,
And sometimes did drugs.
Never let Dib and me play
Or give kisses and hugs.
We'd watch the TV, and sit there on the couch
While our daddy took pills
Or our daddy went out.
And the yelling
And the drugging
Just got worse every night.
Under our couch we'd be hiding
Oh, what a sad pair of lives.
And, like it seems to love to, the bad, it got worse
With every THWAK!
And every curse.
Until our daddy, in a sad rage one day
Put a gun to his head,
And took his life away.
And, the Irkens
From the empire
Will Take us both far away
To our new dads
And our new is
Donughts and love everyday.
First day of Irken skool,
The techer'll wear pearls
And at a picture of her
Will stare a boy and this girl.
He'll say,
'we know that woman there on that cross.
We don't know her name,
But she must've got off.
Cuz she was there in
Our old house
And held us close to her side.
As we hid there
Under our couch
The night that our daddy died.'"
"that's a nice parody." Said a voice behind the young girl. She whipped around to see her brother standing there, holding a laptop. "Dib, what are you doing here?" "I thought I might find YOU here. I wanted to sow you something." He pressed play, and Gaz's eyes got wider, and full of more and more rage as the video clip of their father played. "b-b-b-b-but, i-in his letter, h-he said-!" "apparently he lied. He didn't love us at all. but, don't you worry, Cinderella. By the first hour of one week from now, I'll find us a home that does." He helped up his sister, and took her to find some food. He already had a backpack full of stuff that they'd need to survive. Dib pressed a few buttons, and Tak's ship hovered in front of them. He helped his sister into it. They had NO IDEA where they were going, but, Dib made up his mind right then and there, they WEREN'T coming back here.
TWO HOURS LATER…
"hey, look over there!" Gaz said, pointing over to an escape pod. Dib immediately steered over to it, and helped in the tiny girl. She was thin, and her mouth looked as though it was sewn shut. This is why Dib was shocked when she weakly called, "Mimi…" a small robot with a few dents ran over to her. "yes, my mistress!" Dib and Gaz knew exactly where they had to go. "but, Dib, we swore we'd never go back!" "I know, but… this is important. Besides, He'll surely help us!" he set a course for planet earth at light speed, and zoomed off.