I don't own Superjail or Invader Zim okay? After seeing some comments on The Warden looking a lot like Dib, and seeing how messed up the Warden's father is (Because frankly we know that if Jhonen had his way, then Invader Zim could border on some of that territory...) this idea of crossing the two popped into my mind. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

Professor Membrane sighed as he looked at the calender. It was approaching June and school would be letting out for the summer. Dib would be entering high school the following fall and he didn't know what to do about him. He was extremely worried about his love of what he had dubbed, "para-science" and no matter what he did, Dib would not seem to kick this and kept accusing his "foreign friend" Zim (as Professor Membrane called the Irken) of being an alien. An extraterrestrial as one time Professor Membrane in an effort to break Dib of this explained that "alien" could mean immigrant or visitor from another country. So Dib had to come back with "Zim is an extraterrestrial" knowing his father could not debate that one away with semantics and he dismissed the idea completely. He even offered to take Zim in and see if he could treat the "illness" that Professor Membrane thought made his skin green, react adversely to water and meat and have no ears, but Zim always refused.

"Well if you checked his DNA to see if you could treat his 'illness'" Dib explained once to him, "Then you would see it isn't human DNA, I doubt he's even a carbon based life form! Zim isn't entirely stupid, he knows you are a top scientist on this planet and would be exposed if he did take you up on your offer."

Professor Membrane knew Dib was smart. A genius in fact. Things he built were well beyond what your typical 14 year old could ever hope to come up with. His reasoning skills, while in the professor's mind wrong, were solid. One can argue a falsehood in a way that sounds so believable and using actual facts that one could believe the incorrect fact. While thinking about this, Simmons paged Professor Membrane. "Sir, a Mark Davis for you on line one. Says it's been awhile since he's talked to you."

Mark Davis? He knew that name, but he didn't know many would know the connection he had to him. That was his brother he hadn't seen since they were very little and their parents divorced. He blocked out the memories of his psychopathic and disciplinarian father who happened to dress a lot like Mr. Monopoly and focused on his childhood with his mother who actively encouraged him to follow his scientific dreams, even if she was a bit of a naturalist hippie herself. How Mother and Father got together will be beyond me. They say opposites attract but that takes it to a new level there. In the settlement, Mark went with his father and Professor Membrane with his mother. The boys were given the respective parent's last names and hardly had contact with each other. That is until a place called Superjail contracted Membrane Labs to help build the Warden's prototype robots called Jailbots. Membrane was able to make them to the Warden's design perfectly and when he came in person to pick up the robots, it was at this time, the long separated brothers realized just what became of the other. "After all, who can forget your hair Membrane?" The Warden laughed.

"Yes." Professor Membrane had growled. He headed to the phone with a sigh. He knew his brother could be a little...unstable and enjoy punishment and torture a little too much but he had assumed that just came with the fact their father was the one who raised him and was made Warden of the prison at a young age. "What is it Mark?" Professor Membrane sighed picking up the phone.

"Well well well now Membrane, no need to be so formal and stoical brother. I was just calling to check up on my favorite sibling." The Warden smiled.

"I'm your only sibling." Professor Membrane sighed placing his face in his hands.

"True. I was just calling to say hello and check up on you and my niece and nephew. Gas and Dub?" He asked.

"Gaz and Dib." Professor Membrane growled.

"Oh, sorry I haven't seen them other than news clippings of when you got upset someone threw an ice cream cone at your perpetual energy generator and denied the world free power. Like a baby." The Warden teased. "But honestly, you have a hard time with Dib's name yourself sometimes."

"Quiet. You know I couldn't send a robot to throw an angry ice cream fueled civilian into a maniacal jail like you can." Professor Membrane said.

"Oh that is true. Due process can be such a pain in the ass sometimes. Just think how better this would would be without it."

Calm down Membrane. You know your brother is just a little touched...something some therapy, electroshock probably, might fix but he had to live under Father. Although I do wonder if Mother did psychological drugs while pregnant with him... "Our versions of a better world are different."

"Yes, yes they are. But mankind cannot be trusted to behave for the good on their own." The warden said in a sing song way. "I mean you are not pure yourself having your company build my Jailbots."

"It was an interesting challenge. I knew you weren't stupid brother, but I doubted it could be done."

"Awwwwwwwww... you doubted me. How brotherly." The Warden said as Professor Membrane took a deep breath. He knew his brother wasn't as sadistic and twisted as their father but he was like if Willy Wonka was given the rule of a Soviet Gulag. "But seriously, how are Dib and Gaz doing?"

"The same. Dib still obsessed with his para-science and Gaz playing nothing but video games." How Membrane wanted to end this conversation right now.

"Oh I know about Gaz's gaming. She runs a let's play channel on Youtube that I have caught Alice watching from time to time. Did you not know that?"

"Guess I did not. I do hear that Youtube does pay content creators so I applaud her entrepreneurial spirit."

"One could call it that." The Warden said propping his feet up on his desk.

At this, Professor Membrane got an idea. "Dib has been getting himself into a lot of trouble lately. Chasing around this foreign kid named Zim, accusing him of being an extraterrestrial instead of another person with a skin condition. So maybe, I could send him to your Superjail to see what could await him" Both legally and psychologically...

"Well well well, do you want him in with the prisoners or just to be Jared's assistant or something like that?"

"Not with the prisoners unless he gets that crazy. I don't think he needs it that bad." Professor Membrane said, slight doubt of his idea striking him already.

"Gotcha. Well I am sure I can do something to scare your boy straight. I'll send a jailbot to get him right away. I'll tell him everything when he gets here." The warden said as he hung up. "Jailbot!" He yelled as a flying robot flew up beside him and saluted with it's claw. "I need you to get my nephew Dib Membrane and bring him here. You can't miss him. Pointy hair like my brother." with this Jailbot flew off to retrieve the boy.

"I didn't know you had a brother sir." Jared said.

"Well I don't talk about him much. I just had a certain urge to do a good deed. Maybe if this works we can start our own 'Scared Straight' program and get one of those TV shows as well. No way will my brother top me there. 'Probing the Membrane of Science.' Ha! I designed this whole thing and my brother gets upset if someone is impatient with his inventions or has Fast Food sponsor his wings. Our only corporate backer is the private prison lobby and even then I have to tell them this is what they want and to shut up about costs."

Meanwhile, as school was out of session, Dib was walking to Zim's house, pumping a water gun. Sure it may not have been one of his most brilliant schemes but he had a whole three months to get it altogether before Hi-Skool. This was going to be just a start. He was going to incapacitate Zim, GIR would let him walk right past and he'd plant a few spy bugs in his base and try and walk out with some of the technology. Just a simple mission today. He approached the oddly built house with garden gnomes everywhere and started to walk to the door when Zim opened the door with a super soaker of his own.

"I anticipated you would try something like this Dib." Zim said as he ran towards him. "So I have filled this water gun with gravy and will soak you to the bone with this sauce!"

"What? Gravy?" Dib asked, holding his water gun at his side.

"Yes. Then the neighbor's dog will come after you and lick you to death." Zim smiled. Dib's eyes widened in shock. He hated that little chihuahua and he could not stand it. "I see I have terrified you Dib-stink"

"Not if I get to you first!" Dib said as he jumped to the fence and to the tops of the gnomes, each one firing lasers at each other. "I managed to take out your gnome field as well spaceboy!"

"I can always plant more." Zim said as he aimed the gravy filled squirt gun at Dib. As this fight of water and gravy filled playthings continued, Jailbot flew into the neighborhood and saw the pointy haired, big headed teenager via the scanners it was built into and threw out its claw and grabbed ahold of Dib. Zim paused and looked at this robot that had captured his worst enemy. "Hey! The bigheaded fool is mine!" Zim yelled as he aimed the gravy squirt gun at Jailbot who immediately pulled out a flamethrower and fired it at Zim, who ran off from it.

"Just what is going on?" Dib asked as the robot then turned and flew back through the city towards a cloud covered island. Looking at the clouds, it looked like some of them formed the shape of a man wearing a top hat and glasses a lot like his that the robot flew through what looked like an opening mouth and towards what looked like a volcanic island. The robot then flew through a window into an office where a man was sitting wearing a purple tuxedo and top hat with glasses and black hair sat staring at him with a smile and fingers in a pyramid. The robot threw him down on the ground and Dib looked up at the man. "What? What is going on here?"

"Dib Membrane welcome to your summer Superjail program! So nice to see my nephew in person for once, rather than your father's cameras." The warden said with a huge smile.

So how was that? Good? Bad? Short? Long? Let me know in a review. Now this head-cannon I came up with was just to make sure the crossover would work and played on the fact The Warden looked a lot like an adult Dib. But since The Warden does have a back story, I had to make that work. I have a separate head-cannon for the Membrane family used in other instances. And this fic is a for fun one so it's not going to be like some of my 3k+ chapters I pulled off in my latest fic (But that's a different fandom and different thing altogether.) So remember to read (well you just did) and to review. Ciao for now,

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