2011

Edited

2002

Hey there! As always I'm sorry but this doesn't have spell check! may i ask what kinda stupid thing doesn't have spell check? well this doesn't so I'm sorry about that! here is chap 2! More stuff happens in this chap! LOTS more stuff!

Chap 2- Changes for Dib

Jen watched her black boots carefully as she walked down the sidewalk after skool, jumping over the few melting patches she came across.

"I hate snow." She muttered. Dib chuckled a little from beside her.

"Try glue." He suggested. Jen looked up only long enough to flash him a confused look.

"Glue?"

"Yeah, cover yourself in glue in the morning and the water can't hurt you." Dib explained as if it were obvious.

"Really? I think I'll try that." Jen replied. "That's gonna take a lot of glue though... Hey! How did you know that?"

"Zim does that. Didn't he ever tell you?"

"No! Of course he wouldn't tell me something like that." Jen answered bitterly. Dib nodded knowingly. Jen stopped suddenly. Dib had to take a step back to be beside her again. They had come to a patch of snow too large for Jen to jump over. Dib frowned a bit then began kicking the snow away to make a path large enough for her to cross safely. She followed cautiously behind him.

"Ow!" He cried as he kicked the last chunk away.

"What happened?" Jen asked as she reached the other side. Dib held his foot off the ground an inch or two, looking down at it with a look of annoyed pain.

"There must have been a rock or ice in that last chunk." He replied.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just stubbed my toe or something. Ouch! It stings a little, but I'll be fine." Dib assured her.

"Okay, so are we still watching for UFOs tonight?" Jen asked as they continued walking. Her eyes were fixed on the ground again.

"Yeah. I just got this cool new telescope that we can use! It can let us see all the way to Pluto if we want!" Dib answered excitedly.

"That sounds cool." Jen replied. She glanced up at him then went back to her snow watch. She frowned and looked up again. A look of concern crossed her face. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You look... different." Jen answered thoughtfully, trying to find the right word.

"Different?" Dib asked. "How?"

"You look..." Jen stopped walking to examine his face more closely. "A little... off color or something..."

Dib paused to look at his hand, but didn't see any change. However… "You know, now that you mention it, I'm not feeling too good." He admitted, placing a hand on his stomach. He tried not to groan as the feeling worsened. "I think I'd better get home. Bye!" Then he started running. Jen watched till he turned a corner.

"I hope he's alright…" She whispered. Then another thought came to her. "I hope it wasn't the pork chop!"

Later that night...

"Hmhmhm!" Zim chuckled sitting down in his lab. He was watching a huge computer screen which show many blobs. Some blobs were peach colored, others a pale green, and the green were multiplying and destroying the peach blobs.

"The reaction seems much quicker than the last time I tried this. By morning the first half of the transformation should be complete!" Zim laughed evily, watching the computer and touching the tips of his gloved hands together. "Yes! I was naive last time... should have known it would have back fired! But not this time...no... It can't! Yes! This will be your doom, Dib! Finally!" Zim exclaimed and began laughing again.

"WE'RE GONNA SING THE DOOM SONG!" Both Gir and Cat screamed from the floor where they were sitting, interrupting Zim's laughter. Gir began to sing the original version and Cat came in with a slightly different version, the results sounded like a traffic jam.

"BE QUIET!" Zim screamed.

Dib rolled over onto his side. It was still dark out, 3:15 am according to the clock by his bed. He tried lying on his back again, but that wasn't comfortable. His back was aching so badly It felt like there was a rock right in between his shoulder blades.

Finally, he groaned and sat up, letting his feet dangle off the edge of his bed. He didn't feel sick any more, just... he couldn't describe it. It was like a faint tingle that ran through his body now and then. He reached over and picked up his glasses and put them on.

They fell off.

Half awake, he stared down at them laying on the bed beside him. He shrugged and decided to go get a drink of water. He didn't really need his glasses for that, he knew where everything was so well he could have done it blind folded.

Dib jumped down from his bed and walked down the hall toward the stairs. As he passed the open bathroom door he caught a quick glance of his reflection in the mirror.

He froze on the spot.

Without waiting a moment to think about what he had thought he had seen, Dib spun around on his heel and ran into the bathroom. The linoleum was cold on his bare feet but he didn't notice. He stared, disbelievingly at his reflection in the mirror, griping the sides of the sink.

Dib slapped himself. When he didn't wake up, he was forced to believe what the mirror showed him. He gripped the sink harder and a tiny yelp escaped from his throat. Then his eyes narrowed. And quietly growled one word.

"Zim."

Tink-tink… Plink-tink.

"Wha?" Jen murmured sleepily. She rolled over slowly, rolled too far and rolled off the side of her bed onto the hardwood floor of her bedroom. Her dark purple bedspread landed over her. "What? Hey!" She exclaimed waking up a little more.

Tink-tink!

Jen managed to poke her head out of the mess of blanket and looked up at the window of her second-story room. It was dark out and tiny rocks were hitting the glass. She stood up and walked to the window, opened it and stuck her head out. Suddenly a small rock flew between her antennae, and another hit her in the forehead.

"Ow! Hey!" She exclaimed, rubbing her head.

"Jen?" A hooded figure standing down on her lawn called up to her in a hushed, frightened voice.

"Dib?" Jen called back, also trying to keep her voice from drawing attention. "Dib, its 4 am! What are you doing?" Jen squinted down at him, trying to make out his face in the shadows cast by the hood. It was impossible.

"Jen! You have to let me in!" Dib called back looking around quickly, nervously.

"What's going on?" She demanded, tired and confused.

"I'll explain later! You just have to let me in."

"I'll be right down," Jen called then shut the window and walked out of her room and down the stairs to the kitchen. She would let him in through the patio doors. She grumbled a little as she fooled around with the lock. She was NOT a morning person.

She slid the glass door open and Dib hurried in, going straight into the living room. Jen locked the door again and frowned as she followed him. He was pacing nervously back and forth In front of the coffee table. He stopped when he heard Jen come in.

"Dib, what's going on?" She asked, getting worried. "What's with the cloak?" She still couldn't see his face he was staring at the navy carpeting. Dib had gotten dressed first, unlike Jen who was still in her light purple flannel pants and tee pjs.

"I had to put it on! I couldn't let anybody see me!" Dib huffed, out of breath from running the whole way from his house.

"What?" Jen stared at him. " 'Couldn't let anybody see you?' What are you talking about?" She was beginning to get scared. "Well, you can take it off now! No one will see you but me."

"You have to promise not to scream." Dib said.

"Dib, you're scaring me now. What are you talking about?" Jen asked cautiously.

"Just promise, okay?"

"Fine! I promise I wont scream. Come on, it can't be THAT bad!" Jen paused. "Can it?"

Dib was silent.

She sighed. "Come on, Dib. It's 4 am. I'm tired."

"Okay! Okay! But don't say I didn't warn you." Dib replied. He took a deep breath and lowered his hood.

Jen gasped, her bright blue eyes flew wide open and she had to clamp her hand over her mouth just to keep her promise. She took a surprised step backward, tripped, and landed on the couch. She sat there just staring at Dib. Or was it Dib? It couldn't be. There was no way that THAT could be Dib. It didn't make sense. Yet there he was, standing right in front of her. But Jen's brain just didn't seem to be able to accept it.

Dib was Irken.

Jen looked over her transformed friend. He had amber colored Irken eyes and light green skin about the same shade as her own. He no longer had a nose or ears and in place of his spiky black hair, two black antennae stood, bent at the ends and each slightly resembling the scythe they had replaced.

"But...how...er...what...what happened?" Jen stumbled over the words, too shocked to say them any better. Her hand fell away from her lips.

"I don't know!" Dib exclaimed. He now seemed a little embarrassed. "But I'm pretty sure Zim has something to do with it."

"But...why?" Jen's brain began trying to process all of the information. It was useless. Why would Zim want Dib to be Irken? How had he done it without Dib and Jen suspecting something was up? It just didn't make sense!

"I don't know." Dib replied sullenly. "What am I going to do?"

Jen watched him look at her, hoping for an answer. The Irken Dib looked so helpless. She couldn't help feeling sorry for him. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her own nerves.

"You'll stay here until we find away to reverse it." Jen replied, it sounded a little more like a command than an invitation. "You can use the guest room upstairs, and you're NOT going to skool. That's for sure!"

"Well yeah, I kinda figured that." Dib muttered. "I was more wondering about going home. What will I do about that? If Gaz or Dad saw me like this..." He didn't finish that sentence.

"I'm not sure how long it'll take to find an antidote. Hopefully not long. We'll have to break into Zim's computer system to find out how he did it before we can figure out how to undo it. But if it does take a while, even just a few days, we'll have to come up with something to tell your family." Jen replied. She thought for a few moments then sighed. "You got any ideas? 'Cause it's just too early for my brain to do any serious thinking."

Dib shook his head slowly, a look of despair on his new features.

It wasn't hard to figure out why Dib was so down about this whole thing. He had spent his entire life trying to capture aliens and prove their existence, and now he suddenly found himself a member of the very alien species he'd been fighting most proactively against. Jen found the situation kinda ironic.

"Maybe we could tell them we're working on a skool project together or something like that." Jen suggested with a sigh.

"That might work." Dib replied unenthusiastically as he sat down on the other end of the couch.

"Well, let's hope it does. 'Cause if you don't have any other ideas then that's all we've got." After that they sat in silence for a few moments, in which Jen studied the new Dib more closely, a smile began forming on her lips.

"What?" Dib asked, not seeing any reason to smile right then.

"I was just thinking..." Jen began slowly, her smile growing. "You actually make a pretty cute Irken."

"Jen!" Dib cried, surprised. "Don't even start thinking like that! There is no WAY you and me could-" Jen burst out laughing, cutting into Dib's sentence. "What?" Dib asked, confused

"I was kidding!" Jen exclaimed, obviously over her shock. "You just looked too depressed."

"Oh," Dib said, feeling a little stupid. "Well… good."

Jen grinned, still laughing a bit. When she was over her giggles she said, "Alright, let's go get some sleep. It's 4:30 in the morning and I'm tired. You can use the guest room, there's a bed in there." She frowned. "Not sure why I have a guest room… Oh well. It's comfy, and that's all that matters."

"I don't know how you can sleep with THIS on your back all the time!" Dib complained pointing over his shoulder. Jen noticed that Dib had a little pink and gray Pak like any other Irken. She frowned at it. Irkens weren't born with their Paks, so how did Dib have one?

She shrugged, putting the question out of her mind. "You get used to it, I guess. I hardly ever notice mine, except when I'm using it." Then she stood up and walked to the stairs, Dib followed. They both walked up the two half flights of stairs to the second floor. (A/N: The stairs go halfway up then turn 45 degrees to go the other half.) Jen went back to her room and Dib walked down the hall to the guest room.

Both lied awake for a long time, trying to make sense of what had happened.

2002

Well how did you like that chapter? Hope you did! please review and let me know! As for me, I've gotta go sweep the kitchen floor! Oh what fun! (notice sarcasm) so bye bye!
~HelgaGP