Attatchments26
A/N
This story is getting confuzzling Cuz lots is going on. I hope this stuff still makes sense. Cuz like, yeah.
-Gaz POV-
"Squee?" I asked as I stepped into the room. Dib was behind me. "I'm Sorry.." was all I heard the boy saying. Repeatedly. I took a closer look and saw that Squee was with someone. Someone who was all bloody and sprawled out across the floor. "DAD!" dib cried and ran to our father. "Dad who did this to you?" Dib was freaking out. "It was" he coughed. "Accident" dad looked at Squee. The kid was shaking and trying to put pressure on the professor's wound but he was loosing too much blood. "Son, Daughter. I want you two to know I love you." oh no. I walked up to him and sat beside him. "Dad please don't let go." I was fighting back tears, but I couldn't cry. I wouldn't let myself. Dib was already crying enough for the both of us. "Gaz, remain Strong. Don't let my leaving be a set back in either you or your brother's lives." dib made a very sad noise. "No! Dad!" Dib said as he grabbed dad's hand. "Son. Its time. I'll be fine." I frowned and looked down. "Please don't go." I whispered to him. He took my hand and looked at me. He smiled. "You look just like your mother." I broke then. I, Gaz membrane, started to cry. "Dad please!" I yelled to him. "I love you two." he smiled and closed his eyes. "No!" Dib yelled. I felt the heartbeat stop. I stayed holding his hand for quite sometime. "You Killed Him!" Dib yelled at Squee. Squee was in a corner crying himself. "Nny Ducked! I didn't mean to" Squee was crying so hard I could barely understand what he was saying but Dib wouldn't let him rest. "Dib Leave him alone. Its not his fault." I stood up solemnly. I held my skull necklace as I spoke. "Dib we need to find Nny and stop him before he does anything else. Squee where did he go?" I turned to Squee when I said this. "He ran when he saw what happened to the professor. I tried to help your dad and I didn't see where Nny went" Squee seemed so ashamed of what happened. My eyes were still somewhat wet. "Lets just, go back to Zim's. Maybe he can help." I said, still frowning. I looked at the blood on my hand from holding Dad. Dib had some on him to. As did Squee. "Come on." I walked out of the room. The boys followed behind me. We walked all the way to Zim's house in a matter of minutes. We got many strange looks as we walked down the sidewalks. We walked up to the door and I rang the bell.
A/N
So sad:( but I almost like writing deaths. Not because of the death, but because of the emotion and how even tough characters can cry! It's OOC without being OOC! WOOHOOOO