When Dib opened his eyes, he found himself in his bed, surrounded by his father, his sister, and that weird little dog. The world had become black and whi... er, a series of browns once more.
Prof. M: Son! Good to see you awake again!
Dib: Awake?
Prof. M: Yes! When the tornado passed through our city, it dislodged a window, which hit your enormous head. The force must have knocked you out!
Dib: But that's not what happened! I travelled far away, to a planet called...
Prof. M: How many times have I told you to keep that overactive imagination of yours in check? You were obviously in a state of REM sleep and...
Dib: Huh?
Prof. M: You dreamed the whole thing up.
Dib: But it couldn't have been a dream! It was... a place. And you were there! You too, Gaz, and this weird dog, and...
Dib spied Zim and Gir, in their disguises, walking around his room.
Dib: What are they doing here?
Prof. M: Your little foreign friend wanted to make sure you were okay.
Zim: Yes, I only wanted to check up on my fellow filthy human skoolchild. This has nothing to do with doing a post-tornado damage assesment...
Dib: Get out of my house!
Dib sprung up and chased after the alien and his robot. Gaz and the professor could still hear his voice as they left the Membrane household.
Dib: You'll pay for this, Zim! I'll never let you get away with your evil scheme...
Prof. M: Well, at least he seems to be back to normal again.
Gaz: Normal? Dib?
Prof. M: True, true.
Professor Membrane looked out the window and watched his son chase Zim and Gir. He turned to Gaz.
Prof. M: Ah, there's no place like home...
Gaz: I see why you like work so much.
Professor Membrane checked his watch.
Prof. M: Speaking of which, I'm a minute and thirty-five seconds late! Gotta go!
The professor ran out the door, and Gaz went downstairs and started playing her Game Slave. Everything was back to normal (well, except for the absence of color, but that wasn't a big deal), and the final credits rolled...
THE END