Recess

Dib ran outside and saw Zim trying to participate in a game of hopscotch.  Several children lay mutilated on the ground, not because of Zim but because they were usually mutilated.

"My spleen…" Blue groaned.  His head was where his stomach should be.

"I think I'm paralyzed for life," Green said.  He was missing his spine.

"Maybe we should go to see the nurse?" said Blue.

"Nah," said Green.

"You fools!" Zim shouted at the hop scotching girls, "Throwing stones at the ground won't make you jump higher.  And besides, those stones can't even kill a moose."

"You know, Zim," Dib spoke quietly as he appeared beside Zim, "You're supposed to do that in hopscotch. You'd know that if you were human."

"Bah." Zim walked away and approached some kids playing basketball.  Dib followed him from a distance and continued his spying.  Suddenly Dib felt very strange and he knew that it had begun again.

"Zim what did you do to me?" Dib staggered in front of Zim who was intently watching the children steal a ball from each other.  Meanwhile, Dib sank to his knees as he his flesh burned and his vision blurred.

"Stop pestering me with your noise," Zim was about to turn away when he noticed that Dib was in pain.  "Finally, I thought this would never come!  Yes! KNEEL before me, Dib slave!"

As Zim laughed, Dib's vision cleared and he noticed with horror that his skin had turned green. "NOO! This can't be!"

"Ah yes, Dib.  How would you like to be the proud owner of a squeedly spooch of your own?" Zim gloated.

"I have a squeedly spooch," Gaz said from a remote area of the playground.

"Yes, like Gaz and Blue and Green and now…You."  Zim continued.

Dib suddenly noticed that indeed those kids were a faintly green color and their eyes had glazed over with a red tint.  He shouted in defiance, "I do NOT have a squeedly spooch!  And I'll never be an alien like you. I'm too human—I'm going to save mankind!"

"Now if you want to donate some organs to the," Zim shuddered, "autopsy table. Go ahead, use your own organs."

Dib felt his face and his fears came alive. His ears and nose were gone.  They had fallen off and lay in a decomposing pile before him. 

"No, No, no," Dib cried and clawed the green ooze that was his nose. Tears welled up in his eyes.  How could he become the thing he hated most?

Zim saw moisture on Dib's face and took a step back in disgust.  He muttered, "Quit your sniveling, earth creep."

Dib continued to wail.  Suddenly he stopped and asked, "Wait, you're just after me.  Why did you do this to my sister and those kids?"

"I injected my most AMAZING cells into Blue and Green as an experiment.  It worked out just fiiine," Zim drawled as he pointed to the grotesquely mutilated children.  Dib glanced and gulped.

"Your sister, um, I'm not really sure.  Why, she's not even green."

"Gaz! You must tell me how he did it to you.  I need to find a way to reverse this." Dib pleaded.

"It must have been all the times you got me wet and DIRTY." Gaz said mysteriously.

Dib was cornered.  He looked at Gaz and then at Zim furtively.  He laughed nervously. "So you're both in this together.  ALL of you aliens.  This is how you're gonna take over the world.  Turn everyone into an aaalien.  Well, not while I'm here!"

Dib turned and ran into skool.  Screams emerged from the building.

"It's an alien!" The biology teacher pointed at Dib with fear.

"No, you've got it all wrong.  See it's this horrible accident.  The REAL alien put his cells—" Dib tried to explain.  His transformation had worsened and he now resembled Zim except he had a really big head. "I do not have a big head!"

"EWW and it's got a big head!" The math teacher screamed.

The gruff-looking gym teacher, who was a retired sergeant, growled, "LET'S GET HIM!"

Dib shrieked and fled from the maddening mob.