Eventually Zim was resussatated from his brief fainting spell and with the happy thought that he was not just going to be a father but to so many children. He was over the moon at the small armada Gaz had inside of her, with their combined strength their offspring would be awesome! It was mind boggling when he thought about how fast this all happened but he could say that he was ecstatic and not questioning it at all. Gaz certainly didn't seem bothered by it and why would she be? She could see no reason to be at all, she wanted to have them, to raise them in a clean free environment to grow and play and kick serious ass without fear or prejudice.
She would raise them like her mother raised her, with patience and understanding. Perhaps not entirely kind hearted to the core but she would never let them become what she had become because of negligence. Zim gave some orders to the small army they ammased to disperse and let all know that they would all be under new leadership, that Dib was taken off the spot he didn't deserve and replaced by his own sister but that things were most certainly going to be different. Every one of them agreed to this and went to spread the good news. As they left Zim, Gir, and Pixi all followed Gaz with Red and Purple leading.
"You know the Irk mother was the oldest Irken I've ever known," Red recalled, elucidating the information with a thoughtful face. "I think, by your years, she was um...5 thousand?"
"That's crazy. Is it common for you all to live that long?"
"Well usually we can live to half that, if we are lucky. I would say she's one in a million but I guess not, since there's you. I do wonder if you'll have a normal human life span or a long one."
"That's...a good question..." Zim halfway muttered, now suddenly concerned that he would outlive Gaz, watch her die slowly turning all wrinkly and gray haired. It didn't sit well with him and that was painted all over his face. Reincarnation or not she was still human, wasn't she? She had aged normally and reacted to things normally. Red and Purple looked at Zims worried face, which is what Gaz was doing too while consitantly being cuddled by Gir.
"No need to look so glum, Zim. We wouldn't let someone so important die or anything," Purple explained with a cheerful face, "Think about it, Tak wouldn't have wanted her oh so precious commander to die either soooo..."
"So she made a serum or something?" Zim asked with rising hope and excitement.
Purple only winked with a grin and Red nodded as they kept walking. Zim could relax now that he was sure his Gaz would not meet an untimely (for him) death and they could rule forever. Gaz held his hand tightly, weaving their fingers together sharing in his relief. The group continued going down a pathway and as they did the wall color began to change and it got darker. There were these electronic torches that made holographs of fire and they lit themselves each time they passed by one, illuminating the walls which showcased detailed painted on artwork. There were a lot of flowery designs and swirls but also there was a story being told too and the story kept coming unraveled to Gaz as she went through the dimly lit hallyway.
Then she was greeted with a ginormous mural on the wall to the left after they turned the corner. There was planet Irk, the sister planet, all their moons, the galaxy, Irkens, Gallkins, and in the middle a large portrait of her; The Mother of Irk. She was indescribably gorgeous and certainly queenly. Also godly or godessly as it were. Her eyes were all the colors of Irken eyes, red, blue, purple, but mostly gold and her antenna were very long and curly black. On closer inspection they were a dark purple. Gaz touched the picture and immediately felt connected to her, like she knew her already and she kind of did didn't she? As Gaz was admiring the woman she used to be once a long time ago in a far away land the two ex-Tallest fetched the dress and crown. Zim stroked her back lovingly, spreading warm kisses to the back of her neck.
"She was...so beautiful..."
"Yes and she still is... If not more than she was already."
"Tch...you be quiet."
"Never," Zim passively aggressively responded, holding her tightly around her waist, "And I'm never letting you go every again either."
Gaz relented, sighing against him with a small satisfied smile. She could only imagine the sheer angony he went through what was only half an hour ago, having discovered her lifeless form and faced with her mortality and sadly, her weakness but also his own. The proof of his devestation was still stained on his face in vivid orange. She took his hand and kissed it gently which caused him to shudder in delight. The last time she held him was what felt like a hundred years ago but was really only a day or two.
"Ah here we go! Found it!" Red announced, some type of fine material drapped over his arm while Purple held a box big, enough for a tiara or crown.
When the dress was held before Gaz she gasped a little because she had never seen anything like it. It glowed as if it hid some type of fiber optics and it looked like it was sewn from space itself. The material looked sheer but also looked like if she touched it her hand would go right through. The only problem was that it was white and pastels, not exactly her favorite colors but Gaz would not get rid of or decline something so magical. She took it in her hands and it fel surprisingly ice cold and it was heavier than she thought but she had thought it would feel like clouds. It sparkled different colors whenever she turned it this way or that way, it was like a cloud actually or mist.
It was long too, almost like a ballgown of sorts with long sleeves and the figure it formed made it seem like it would be tight on her body. It was certainly the most glamerous thing she had ever seen and she thought it was far too nice for her but she would wear it with dignity and pride. She had no choice but to wear her own shoes which clashed with the dress in an ugly way. Her favorited combats were solid black and leather, worn, scuffed from wear. It was not the type of footwear for a Queens coronoation clothing. Oh well, she would reinvent what it meant to be a Queen, they didn't all need to be in heels and long dresses. This was the 21st century, it was time all royalys switched from stiff stuffy clothes to pants and sweaters. People should respect you no matter what you wear. Period.
"Thanks," Gaz said while holding up the dress. Gir ooohed at it and called it shiny. It really was. "But I might make some alterations."
"Do what you want to it, it's yours," Purple responded with a shrug, depositing the box into her kind of already full hands. "Just try to be careful with this, it's fragile."
Gaz opened the box and saw a crown that was fit for her in every regard. She would not tamper with it even if she knew how because it was perfect. It was more a circlet than a crown with pointy tops and big jewels though it did have some spikes. It was dark silver making it look almost black with one lone gem in the middle, it looked like some kind of opal which was, oddly enough, her birthstone. She agreed that both were just fine for her and requested that they all step out so she could change. She didn't care if she had difficulties and might need help, she would do it on her own and besides Zim none of them needed to see her undressed. Zim, obviously, agreed. The group departed, Gir making a big fuss about not wanting to leave "Gazzy" behind again but instead of continuing to drag him Zim just left him there.
It was clear he didn't mind Gir seeing her in that state and that he wanted Gir to keep an eye on her...just in case. She supposed she didn't mind if it was Gir... of course Zim could have stayed too but lord knows not both of them could because well Zim might, no he WOULD, get handsy. Seeing how much she missed him she kind of wanted him to stay and help her get undressed though they helping would take three hours...for reasons. She commanded Gir to sit still and not touch anything which he did, only singing annoyingly or whistling to himself, occasionaly asking questions.
"You okay?"
Gaz looked at him with a raised eyebrow. She suddenly just realized it wasn't just Zim who had saw her dead...everyone did which included Gir. Poor robot, he must have had a hard time understanding what was wrong. He had been so clingy and lovey towards both of his masters that when hit in the face with one being gone forever, he must have been confused and hurt. No wonder he was asking if she was okay, he didn't understand how human bodies worked he wasn't sure if she was alright after being told she would never come back. Gaz picked him up and kissed his forehead, an extremlly kind thing for her to do and she wondered if her motherly hormones were in overdrive right now, then told him she was fine and would be forever.
"Yaaaaaaaaay!"
Gaz undressed herself ignoring Gir's wild giggles about her being "nakie". She rolled her eyes. As she wiggled the dress on she felt something about it warm up and it wasn't nearly as tight as she thought it was. She noticed now it was no longer the stark white color, but it was black now. It wasn't a trick of the light or anything, it just up and changed colors and she wondered if it was just a color changing dress. She didn't know much about Irken tech especially with their clothing but she liked this color, it darkened the pastels too so the lilacs turned dark purples, the baby blues turned indigo, the pinks now a deep red. That's not all that changed now that she did a double take. It couldn't just be her, the dress was shorter now, at a much tolerable knee length. She wouldn't question it, maybe it comformed to the style of the wearer and the wearer had to be the true Queen.
She shrugged, at least now her shoes matched. Her white skull necklace sat perfectly on her chest, proud and brilliant bone white against the black night time shroud. She clutched it, she wished her mom was here to see her getting crowned but maybe she could see her in, in some strange way. Gir actually put on her crown for her, extending his arms towards her head and greatfully he was very careful with the breakable object. It fit her just right, so did the dress like a glove but not like a tight glove if that makes any sense. It was all made to her measurements even though the Irk Queen was a slender woman and Gaz was, especially given her current state, on the plus side. Gir took something out of his head, it was a tube of lipstick in her favorite color.
"So you can look extra purdy," He explained though that didn't explain how he got it or why he had it.
Gaz pat his head and applied it. Perfect. She was ready. "Come on Gir, I got a planet to rule."
"Finally!"
Gaz couldn't help but at least chuckle at Gir, it was like he, like his master, had been waiting forever for her to take a seat as the head of the Irken empire. Gir skipped merrily beside her, tongue sticking out with a dopey grin. As the door opened to reveal her Zim was the first to see her, his mouth opening wide only for it to close and his teeth to catch his lower lip.
"My Irk...!" He exclaimed, praising her with his eyes but also scanning her body with a fiendish desire to just tear the clothes right off her. Damn that woman and her curves. If only they were alone, he'd allow his people to hear how only he could please her because he'd have her screaming his name in two seconds. He cleared his throat, trying to clear his mind with it. Only his throat stayed clear, his mind was still filled with things that if he told her would make her turn as red as his eyes. He took her hand in his and gave it a slow kiss.
"I'll take that as you approve," Gaz remarked sassily, knowing the answer already. He scoffed playfully then whispered close to her ear.
"As soon as I can I'll show you how much I approve."
She shivered as lightly as she could, it wouldn't do to be shaking or blushy in front of her people now would it? She shoved him a little to the side with her hip but was happy to let him lead her to where she would sit and rule. She never thought in her wildest dreams not even if she was high on drugs (not that she did drugs) did she ever imagine she'd be here right now. The most she ever thought she'd amount to is a slightly embittered game designer, maybe she could run a corporation, but certainly not Queen of the same aliens her brother had chased all his life. Not only that but soon to be mother as well with the father being Zim.
She had always secretly very deep down had the tiniest crush on him when she was small, before that fateful day, but that day it grew and blossomed like a corpse flower. She never really had any crushes before except on the slayer in her video games but strangely, oddly, bizarelly, he did look like Zim. It was weird. It was like some secret entitity had an agenda that it pushed on her because why else would a vampire slayer be a green dude with red eyes? She looked at Zim briefly and he looked at her, smiling with just his mouth. He looked so damn proud of her and so in love with her. It was beyond flattering. She had never been so cherished in her life until she met him.
Zim didn't come off to anyone as a romantic type or even a nice person, he was randomly screaming, always scheming, a bad boy to the core, desrtroyer of everything, inventor and all around immature despite being like over a hundred or something. He barely cared for friends but then again none of them cared for him, the humans that is, so when he found something genuine, something that he really liked, he wasn't about to let it go. All the robos liked her too. His army liked her, even it seemed Tenn had warmed up to her which was good because if she didn't Gaz would have booted her into space without a helmet and watched her struggle for air with glee.
The only people who didn't seem to like Gaz were humans which were the same people who didn't like Zim but those that had defied them, betrayed them, hurt them, and cared very little for their own planet would soon be writhing like the worm babies they were. Soon Gaz was revealed to the massive crowd that had all gathered around inside The Massive, having been rallied by Krit, Skoodge and the others. They had heard Dib's butt was keelhauled and this purple haired human was to lead them now, as their empress. They didn't seem to even question it and it seemed even his most loyal actually didn't like him at all. Gaz blinked a little at the crowd, not sure if she was meant to make a speech or just sit down or what. All Zim did was lead her to a ornate chair and stood beside her.
"Irkens," Red's voice boomed loudly enough without a microphone to be heard by all, "for a long time we have been under the rule of the one who called himself Dib, the human of Earth who dared think himself a Tallest. We have suffered at his hands for too long but no more! His reign is over but so is ours. We are no longer your leaders, it's not our right anymore. This young lady is and remains to be the true Mother of Irk, your Queen Gaz."
She waved nervously to the crowd, wanting to not be nervous or shy and she usually wasn't but wasn't sure what to do. However that seemed enough for them and they all cheered for her. Ninety percent of them didn't even know her and some only knew who she had been the sister to. She wondered if her being the rebirthed creator was enough for them to switch allegiance or just plum not care. She hoped she could be a good ruler by their standards, firm but fair. At the very least she would be nothing like Dib and nothing like the previous Tallests. She would respect them and treat them like people you know, unless they did wrong by her or Zim, who should be noted as being their King. They weren't married by earth law but they were mated by Irken law, so he should be treated no different. Gaz started to think about if there was an Irk Father, a mate of the Queen. She'd have to ask but it never came about if there was. Gaz coughed a little bringing Red and Purple to her attention. She becknoned them with a curl of her finger bidding them to bend to her.
"Yes, my Queen?" Purple asked gallantly, nicer and more open to this than Red was, every movement he did or every word he spoke seemed stitlted and awkward. Not ruling was was weird for him, bowing to another was odd.
"Don't call me that... I mean I know what I am but hearing it is kinda...I dunno it's just not for me. I've been called Miss Gaz so far and that's fine. Also you should announce that Zim is kind of you know...the king..."
"Oh right right! Got it!" He interrupted the cheering to make the following proclamations that none should call her Queen or Irk Mother, and that her name was just fine the next was that Zim is here life mate so therefor he is a ruler as well. There was a light murmuring before they all clapped again, but noticeably less excited as before. Zim didn't seem to notice or care as he soaked in the praise but Gaz did not like that even their cheering was less for him so she shot a cold look at the crowd, silently demanding the respect he deserved. All the sudden the cheers got louder and they all called his name in praise.
That was more like it. After all he went through, after all he suffered, after all he had done for them and lost or almost lost for them, he deserved this much. They ought to kiss his feet honestly because they had all treated him with disdain and disgust because of past mistakes and his small stature but yet he still nearly died, and so did she, for them. Zim soaked in the worshiping he had been waiting for all his life but considered himself secondary to her because it was because of her that he was here right now. Casually he leaned onto the arm of the throne and helped her onto it. There was only one throne there and that did not matter to him, he was fine just sitting by her but without him even asking a less fancy chair was brought for him. Gaz let them all cheer for a while then put up her hand as she had seen Purple do and others who had been in leadership. Everything stopped immediately.
"Now that I am properly crowned, I think it's been past time for us to finally invade Earth, to take it for ourselves, to raise the Irken empires flag upon it!"
The crowd of green bodies all agreed to that which included Zim who leaned close to her. "Well said as always. Should we start the preperations now?"
"Hmm...not right now right now...I'd like to see where I'm going to be staying. If I have to live here, I need somewhere to sleep you know."
"Of cour...wait...Oh... you're absolutetly wicked you know, trying to get me alone in a bedroom with you is not going to end well."
"Oh yes it will," Gaz recountered with a sly smirk which Zim returned.
It really didn't take too long after her coronation for that lovely dress and crown to find their way off of her in the luxurious room she was provided with. It did, however, take long for Zim to properly show his newly minted Queen his unwavering hot passionate loyalty to her. Even after all of that neither one of them was nearly exhausted enough to not come up with an amazing plan to conquer earth. Meanwhile there was another alien and a human who were together but their circumstances were not even half as happy. Tak and Dib had landed carefully right outside Membrane Lab with Louie in the ship with them. The whole ride had been mostly quiet, save for a few questions piped up by a curious Dib.
He had been dreading go back here and facing that man, facing the truth of what he had done and hearing his questionable logic as to why he had done it. Even now he could not say he hated him, how after all those years? But he didn't know if he loved him or liked him so what was left? Louie was in the same boat, he also didn't want to face him, this man who almost ended his life because he had a brain abnormality, and not even a deadly one. As it turned out the only thing he had was a form of low leveled autism but that never stopped him from working, from loving, from having two wonderful children. He operated normally it's just sometimes he had strange behaviors, little habits that were hard to break, he got anxious a lot, he felt a weird creeping feeling when certain things didn't happen at a certain time, and he didn't like change at all.
None of his kids had it but even if they did, he'd love them. How could he not love and protect them? It was odd though, they were technically more Professor Membranes Kids than Dib or Gaz, seeing as Louie was basically the Professor himself. Just another odd thought that crossed his mind that he wished didn't. Intaking a big breath the trio took their first step into the unknown. No matter what happened, good or bad, it would all end the same. Louie knew better than anything that Zim would be coming back with Gaz sooner than later and take over and being the pitiful country that they were the people would all surrender easily.
He wasn't afraid of whatever future that might be because he knew Gaz would, at the very least, make sure he and his family were well provided for. He felt she would not let this world go to ruin. It really almost didn't matter if it stayed the same or whatever, because he felt like he had accomplished something, he gave Gaz what she needed and wanted, which is more than any other family member had done for her. Regardless he knew it couldn't possibly get worse. Even if it did he was more scared of meeting up with his past then whatever the future would bring.
The Professor was basically right there as soon as they entered the front door and he turned with his clipboard in hand seeing who had walked in, having had Dib and Tak missing for some time. Now he could see why and he could clearly see betrayal and upset on all their faces. He didn't run or hide, he just sighed heavily and motioned them all into his office. The last thing he wanted was a huge scandle and the thought of that made Dib angry. However Dib had acted no different when Gaz dropped a huge truth bomb at his speech. No more though, no more hiding for posterity sake. Dib shook his head no but moved forward.
"We aren't going in there so you can keep this all a secret, dad. You are going to listen and answer our questions or we will just leave. Take your pick."
"Son I..." The professor started, looking side to side at the onlookers in the laboratory.
"I see...fine then. I just wanted to know why you would think it's okay to clone yourself and try to kill one of your own clone children but I guess you won't tell me. You just love your secrets more than you have ever loved anything else."
Dib has just flat out said it, he didn't let his so called father get away with this without others knowing. Dib was known for beng crazy back in the day but everyone had celebrated him now, no one would really question his sanity anymore. There was a lot of murmuring in the crowd and accusatory words but the Professor seemed unphased by them. He raised up his hands like he was surrendering at gun point or something.
"Fine, ask away."
"You serious? No more dodging, no more trick answers, no insinuations, no half truths, no lies?"
"I'll be honest with you. I owe you that much."
"Hmph...I wasn't expecting you to go down so easily. So...you know who this is then, right?" Dib asked somewhat harshly, pointing his thumb over at Louie.
"Yes. I called him Ben, I suppose you could call him your identical twin brother but I'm sure you figured that one out already."
"I don't go by that name anymore...My name is Louie now and if it were up to you I wouldn't even be here right now, having a wife and two kids, living in a decent home. You would have taken that away from me and why? Tell everyone why."
"You make it sound like it was a one day easy decision for me, Louie. Trust me it was one of the hardest things for me to do, to realize I had to do. My readings indicated that your mental statis was in the red and your chance of survival was minimal. I thought you would be suffering, that I'd have to watch you become some kind of wheel chair ridden vegeatable who would be made fun of by other kids. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you. I love you, all of you. When you ran away I didn't look for you not because I'm a jerk but because I knew you'd be better off without a monster like me anyways...but I missed you...so I created you again. Dib was my second chance...to be a good father...not that I turned out to be a real role model anyways...and I'm sorry for that...for everything."
Louie sat there wide eyed at the confession, feeling a lump form in his throat that was hard to swallow. He hadn't been expecting some sort of apology or explanation that didn't sound ridiculous. Neither did Dib apperantly they shared the same facial expression which was a bit darkly humorous because they shared the same face. Louie could not remember all that he read in the documents and only read really one page, Zim had not read even that far, and what little was known had gotten them to the point of loathing the man in front of them.
They called him all sorts of names turning him into a cruel devil, a mad scientist who played God and didn't care for human life. They turned him into a monster, just as he said. The fact that he might even feel guilty, might even be hurting or thinking about it just as much as they were seemed improbable. They had painted him as heartless, a barbaric person, and not even fit to be a father. Sorry should not have covered it at all but now he had taken his goggles off for the first time in a decade or more to wipe off his eyes. He was crying, he was upset, he regretted. He was not a monster, he was just a human who made a terrible terrible mistake that he wished he didn't make. When he told Gaz that the truth that she couldn't handle almost broke him, he wasn't kidding.
"And Dib, I have always always been proud of you. I just...never knew how to tell you that. Your mother always said you would do great things."
"Dad...I...I don't even know what to say anymore...I thought you...you didn't even give a damn about us...about me...about him...about Gaz... she didn't think so either."
"Well that's to be expected," The Professor replied, showing off his brown eyes and mouth to the world. Something about his face looked both young and beyond his years at the same time. He was a handsome man but they could both see that though they were his clones they weren't exactly like him. "I haven't been there for her now have I? Where is she, by the way? Is she safe...?"
"Oh um...well...that's a long ...story..." Dib nervously chuckled, rubbing the back of his head and looking at Tak.
Tak saw no reason to bullshit anymore so she just blurted it out with no holds bar. "She's been crowned the Queen of the Irken empire and is probably on her way here right now with a small armada to take over the planet with Zim."
The room got eerily silent, the only noise was a cricket chirping. Suddenly from out of literal nowhere the professor started laughing as if he was told a great joke and Tak dearly hoped that he didn't think she was joking. She very rarely ever joked about anything. She couldn't even tell a good knock knock joke. His laughter wasn't loud or even remained that long. When he was done he looked like the new information was something pleasant, he looked content and even glad.
"She was always an overly ambitious girl."
"You mean...you don't even care?" Tak asked him wearily, shocked at him right now. Had he lost his marbles?
"I've interfered my whole life with her, I think it's about time to let her grow up and make her own decisions- no matter what they are. If she's happy then I don't care what it is she does. She always wanted to take over the world, I still have her kindergarden paper on what she wanted most for the future. She wrote; world domination."
"I... don't even think I can respond to that..." Dib stated, flaberghasted and confused. His mind had jumped through so many hoops today it was beginning to wear him down to the point of wanting to just take a nap to stop it from thinking so hard.
"As a father myself I understand. I was on Gaz's side because she's my sister, I just wanted to see her smile, like a real smile not like an evil one."
"Her mother would have loved to see the woman Gaz has become."
"Oh...yeah about that..."
Professor Membrane listened as Dib explained everything, about Matthew, about how they found Gaz no longer breathing, about how Dib came to accept Zim, about her coming back to life, about how she was the rebirthed version of the creator of Irken kind, how she was pregnant, and most importantly that their mother was alive and well. The Professor listened intently, silently nodding. It was a lot for anyone to take in especially all the random lab people who nosily stayed to hear this juicy gossip. It must have all sounded like a plot of some weird comic book to them but it was true. He didn't seem shocked or surprised by any of this, only looking at the odd group in front of him with perceptive eyes.
"I can't believe that Gaz is pregnant. My goodness, so young."
"That's the part that's hard to believe? Not mom being okay and on a distant planet?"
"Oh I knew that! I didn't believe her story at first but you've proven it now. I had always had this feeling in me that she wasn't dead or anything and there's a star in the constilation ursa major that always sort of reminded me of her and always twinkles when I look at it. So I guess that's where she is then. I do miss her... wonder if I'll ever see her again... never did apologize to her either."
"It's been like ten years...I'm sure she forgives you..."
"Ari was always beautiful but like your sister she was stubborn and could be hot headed. I think she'd only forgive me if I apologized to her face."
"Her name was Ari...I had forgotten..."
"Well technically its Arianna but that was always too long for her."
Everything was not going the way Dib thought it would, they were having a semi casual discussion like he didn't just reveal to whoever was listening all the secrets his father held. Tak didn't even know what to do or say other than stand there dumbly with her Sir unit doing the same. They had come to get some answers but mostly to berate and degrade him but Dib was learning forgiveness. If he held in injust anger for too long he'd end up hurting more people. Plus his father was sincerely sorry for what he had done. They just assumed his whole life just like he had done with Zim.
When it got down to it there was nothing he knew about his father other than the basics and even those were minimal. He liked grilled cheese, listened to seventies disco music a lot as well as 80's soft rock, he took his coffee straight, and he loved science. That was about it. Louie knew even less because he didn't want to know but looking at him now, he did not see this warped figure that had always plagued his mind. He saw a hard working man who wished sometimes he wasn't so hard working so he could spend more time with his family. He had let his childrens childhood slip by him without notice and on top of that barely even gave them a childhood. It was no wonder they, specifically Gaz, grew up so fast.
One day he just turned and saw two strangers who vaguely resembled the small bodies who resided in his home. Overnight, it seemed, Dib had turned into a strapping tall young man with a strong-minded attitude and some confidence, and when he laughed it could brighten up the darkest laboratory. Gaz had turned into a lovely lady, a real go getter, intelligent maybe even more so than he was, and full of fire, when he looked into her eyes he saw the two women he loved- her and her mother. Then there was Louie who he barely got to know, he had left the house when he was five.
He must have had a rough life but he got through it okay, ended up with a happily ever after that he needed to have. Professor Membrane was still kind of young, in retrospect, and already he had two grandchildren just from Louie. Now he was told he'd be having more from Gaz and he was not aware yet that there was more to come from Dib, more so Tak. Looking at Louie right now, though, he could see a good husband, a dedicated father, an all around nice guy. It was odd he never bumped into him seeing as he still lived in the city but then again Professor Membrane didn't go out much.
"I was just thinking to myself that all things considered it would be best if you packed up and went back home, with Tak. This...this isn't meant for you. None of this." He was gesturing to everything but he even meant the outside filled with his face on everything. Dib agreed. He liked attention and fame at first but the faded quickly. He wanted to go back to what he was best at; conspiracies and theories, hunting the paranormal, chasing after dreams. Only this time he'd have Tak by his side, only this time he'd be supported. He was sure that when the Irken armada invaded that Gaz would make his life a living hell but he'd endure whatever she had to throw at him. He'd been through a lot worse. Though he couldn't say he wanted any of this. He had worked all his life to avoid this catastrophe, to thwart the alien menace in its path but now he'd have to endure one of his biggest nightmares; that Zim had won and that Gaz was all for it. Not much he could do now but live with it. He looked up towards the sky knowing soon, very soon
The nightmare would begin.