Chapter 2! I was originally going to post this along with a new chapter of "I'm a Pirate", but some things happened, and I needed to get my C in Lit. up, so my computer was taken away yesterday. I brought it up to almost a B, already, so I got my laptop back. This just needed to be proofread, and submitted, so I scanned it, edited the dialogue so it made more sense, and BLAM here you go. It's time I went to sleep, and I'll be lucky if I don't get in trouble for typing like I am in the middle of the night, so here you go! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Yeah, me no owny the showy...
When Dib woke up the next morning, he automatically knew something wasn't right. His head was just screaming at him that there was something out of place, but what? Cautiously, Dib strained his hearing to try to find out if what was wrong could be heard. Nothing out of the ordinary…His dad was making noises in their basement, he could swear he heard the pig noises from Gaz's game, so what was wrong?
"HI!" a face suddenly appeared in front of his own, from the side of his bed. Dib automatically screamed and fell back, halfway leaning out of the window before a pair of tiny hands grabbed the collar of his pajamas and tugged him back in.
Before he knew it, his forehead was pressed rather tightly against the forehead of someone with blue eyes and dark bags. He could tell the owner of said eyes hadn't slept in weeks and was smiling hysterically.
"Like I said, 'HI!'" exclaimed the stranger grinning maniacally, tossing him back to the head of the bed while she sat on the other side.
Finally, getting some space, Dib took the opportunity to scan her over. She was a tad shorter than him, with navy blue hair that ended at her chin and curved up to a point. As he noted earlier she had light, sky-blue eyes with dark, deep bags lining them. She had an ugly brown shirt on, under a black coat with sleeves that could brush the ground at her full height. Dib guessed she was a year or two older than him.
"Who are you?" Dib exclaimed, carefully putting his glasses on while keeping an eye on the girl. His hand was shaking due to his near death-fall out the window.
The girl's face fell into seriousness, suddenly, as she hopped off of his bed and held her hands behind her back in a military manner.
"Agent Lochness, class II agent of the Swollen Eyeballs. Your new partner from here until we capture and detain alien subject 9999-"
"Wait," Dib started incredulously. "You're Agent Lochness?"
"-99999999-"
"Uh…Hello?" he leaned over his bed, reaching a pale hand to poke her. Just as he was about to come to contact with her face she slapped his hand out of the way, still repeating "99999."
"Okay, I get it," the scythe-haired boy said, annoyance dripping from his tone.
"9999998217," she finished, smiling smugly at him. "I'm only assuming you're Agent Mothman, correct?"
"Er…Yeah," Dib smiled awkwardly. "I wasn't expecting someone over so early, let alone you…"
Lochness shrugged a shoulder, letting her sleeve covered arms fall to her side, "I heard you were a fan of mine, and I needed a case, so I took it."
"Yeah! I've heard some great stuff about you!" Dib exclaimed, his geeky-side showing.
"Then, you don't mind if I quiz you?" Lochness asked, cocking her head slightly forward, challenging him.
"Bring it," Dib smirked.
"What's my most successful case?"
"Case number 181: Chase of the Lochness Monster. It was also your first, and where you got your agent name."
"Anybody knows that. What's my second most success-" Dib was at it before she finished.
"Case number 1,387: Fight Against the Weasel-Faced Spirit. It would have been your first if you actually had pictures instead of just giving your word."
Lochness leaned forward, "Between you and me…" she handed over a yellow folder. "I actually did have pictures."
Dib took the folder and looked at the contents. Inside were slightly faded and wrinkled photos of Agent Lochness locked in an epic combat against the ghost of a weasel-man hybrid. Dib's jaw dropped.
"You couldn't turn the photos in-"
"Or my face would be shown to the council," she finished, smirking. Dib knew she had a thing for keeping her face hidden from absolutely everyone in the high council, due to her paranoia. It said in her file that she felt they needed to show their faces in order for her to show hers. Otherwise, she would tend to be vain as reports of her past partners have stated."I need you to keep and/or destroy 'em. My last partner almost tuned them in after I told her not to, so…"
"You can trust me!" Dib smiled.
Lochness gave another wide grin before gasping suddenly, eyes wide. Dib jumped and looked around him before seeing that she was looking out of his window at Zim's base. He smirked, knowing she was one of the Swollen Eyeballs most successful agents, therefore ensuring Zim's doom.
"Look at the cute puppy!" Lochness exclaimed leaning out the window, waving at a green and black dog, whose eyes were dilated. The dog smiled and waved back almost as enthusiastically.
"What are you doing?!" Dib cried out, pulling her back in by her long sleeve and closed his window, making sure the curtains were shut. "That's Zim's robot! He's pretty much harmless, but if he sees you, then Zim will almost definitely know you're here!"
"That was a robot?" Lochness asked incredulously. "I had no idea! He's obviously a genius if he can disguise his robot so cleverly." Lochness narrowed her eyes and clenched her hands into fists (which Dib wouldn't have noticed if not for the sudden ball in her sleeve).
Dib rolled his eyes and facepalmed. Maybe she wasn't the brightest bulb in the package after all. She couldn't even tell that GIR was wearing a cruddy, cheap costume. He started to regret asking for help of the Swollen Eyeballs.
Hope you liked it okay! If not, please let me know why, and if so, tell me what you liked so I may include it in future chapters! Thank you!
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Thanks, again! See you next chappie, hopefully!