A/N: How is this so popular?

Not even a thousand words, and it almost has a hundred or so views. While my other story is more than four times this size, and has only half.

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Oh, and Too Lazy To Login, whoever you are, Prof. Membrane is a title and a last name. Prof. Is like Mr., but sounds smarter. So I doubt his name is Membrane Membrane.

Enjoy!


"Congratulations, Mrs. Membrane! You have a-"

The doctor was cut off short. "Alright, send him to the lab."

The doctor was confused. "What do you mean, 'send him to the lab'? You have to at least want to-"

"Look, my husband knows what to do from here. The boy isn't healthy, whether he looks it or not." The newborn child didn't truly look healthy, either. He was very thin, and had a slightly, uh, disproportional head. He doctor handed the child off to a nurse, who handed it to a secretary, who handed it to an intern, who brought it to Membrane Labs.

Once there, he was placed into what appeared to be a tank full of goo. One of the scientists asked, "Why are we putting the child in here, Professor?"

"The child is in a critical condition, and must keep him safe," Professor Membrane answered, "but we cannot preform the experiment on him until he has grown to at least two months of age. We need to wait for him to slow his growing to a less rapid pace. This tank has all the nutrients he'll need for the next two months, and he is able to breathe in it."

"Oh, okay."

The scientists left the room to work on other experiments, but the Professor lingered behind a bit longer. He spoke to the newborn. "You will be the most famous experiment known to man, and you don't have to do very much.. Do you wish to save thousands of people across the globe?"

The infant, however young, already had a slight scrap of intelligence, along with an urge of loyalty to his father and others. He nodded ever so slightly.

"Now that's my boy! All you have to do is stay alive for at least two more months, staying in here, and keeping quiet. Can you do that?"

The child nodded again.

"Great! I shall check on you in a week, I hope to see you then!" With that, Professor Membrane turned out the lights and locked the door on his way out. On the door was a sign:

IMMUNE SYSTEM EXPERIMENT: IN PROGRESS.

:~:~:

When Mrs. Membrane got home a few days later, she was ecstatic. "Finally! I am ridded from that wretched 'science experiment' child! I will never have to worry about him again! Time to celebrate with a round of classic Portal!"

However, as she was about to sit down, she got a phone call. "Who could that be?" She picked up the phone and saw it was her friend Martha. She quickly pressed Talk.

"Hello! It's so good to hear from you! How's Delaware been? Nice place? Good. Oh, the child? Don't you mean the experiment? I made sure he was sent off straight to the lab! ... Why would I do that? If I get attached to him and he died, that wouldn't be good. Besides, he isn't a real child, just an experiment. Well, I hope to hear from you soon! Bye now!"

Mrs. Membrane ended the call and put the phone in its charger. She started up her laptop, deciding to play Minecraft instead of Portal.


A/N: Thanks for reading this, you guys.

But really, I haven't done that much with this yet. Check out my other story; it has more to it and I worked hard coming up with it. I mean, anyone and everyone can make a story about Dib's past, but I combined Invader Zim and Pokemon in a way that makes more sense than, "My IZ OC getz stuk in teh Pokeymon World." Because anyone can do that, too.

No offense to anyone who may have written a story based on that sort of thing, I'm sure it is better than I made it sound.

So, how was this chapter?