Part II: Enter the Madness

Dib sighed as he trudged back up to his room, closing the door behind him. He really wasn't too fond of Bloaty's, and spending an hour there instead of being at home watching "Mysterious Mysteries" wasn't exactly his idea of the perfect evening.

He plopped down on his bed and looked around his room. Something just didn't feel right. But what was it?

He frowned as his gaze landed on the window, which was wide open, the black drapes billowing in the breeze.

"I didn't open the window… Did I?" Dib asked himself quietly as he got up to shut it, but he was distracted by a piece of something gray and hard as his boot landed on it with a small snap.

He bent to pick it up. "Plastic?" He frowned and pulled the blankets up so they weren't hiding the space under his bed. "My safe!"

Dib's little safe, wherein had been the dangerous Reality Reverser, was now just a pile of little plastic bits.

"No! This is terrible! Who could've-" He stopped mid-sentence and narrowed his eyes angrily. "Zim…"

He threw open his bedroom door and ran downstairs and outside, heading off in the direction of the little Irken's base.

* * *

Gir hopped off the couch as the doorbell rang and went over to answer it.

"Yeeees?"

Dib glared down at the little puppy-suited android menacingly. "Where is Zim?"

"Master's down in the lab. Wanna watch the 'Scary Monkey Show' with me?"

There was a small, metallic sound as the little table over against the wall lifted up and Zim emerged from the hole beneath it, sans disguise.

"Gir, who was at the- YOU!!" Zim scowled at Dib and came a bit closer. "What are YOU doing here, filthy Earth stink?!"

"Give it back, Zim!" Dib ordered, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Give what back, stinkworm?"

"My Reality Reverser!"

Zim stared at his arch-enemy for a moment, confused. "Your what?"

"My Reality Reverser! Y'know, the little black remote that was in the safe under my bed! Give it back!"

"I don't have your little filth-toy, human. Now go away! I'm busy!"

"Oh come on! You're the only one that would take my brilliant inventions!"

"If they're so brilliant, why am I the only one that would bother with them?"

"Well, I… Just shut up. I-" Dib was cut off (A/N: I like hyphens!) as a very loud, very annoying, high-pitched buzzing noise filled the room, the very air seeming to tremble with it.

Zim looked around frantically. "What's going on?!"

A look of pure terror took over Dib's features. "The Reverser! It's been activated!"

He would've said more, but at that moment the noise grew to drown out every other sound, and a blinding flash of white light engulfed the room.

* * *

"Where are our snacks?!" Purple cried angrily, slamming his slurpee cup down on the arm of his deck chair.

"Yeah!" Red piped up, frowning and turning around in his chair to look for the drone they sent off.

Suddenly (yep, you guessed it!), a high and irritating hum rose all around the two annoyed leaders.

"What on Irk is that?" Red asked, glancing over at his co-ruler.

Purple would've replied, but he was interrupted as the entire Massive was submerged in a brilliant light.

* * *

"Nngh… Where.. where am I?" a certain bespectacled boy asked no one in particular as he sat up, rubbing his head. "Man… And what happened? Guess I blacked out…"

Dib frowned. "Do I always talk to myself like this?"

"I don't know, but it's really annoying. And kinda creepy."

"Yeah, so stop."

Dib blinked and turned around to see two green-skinned figures, about his height, with purple and red eyes respectively, who were clad in garb similar to that of-

Who? Who was he thinking of? There seemed to be some sort of blank spot in his brain at the moment, and he shook his head, vaguely noting his surroundings. Of course. This house was-

The blank spot again. Whose house was he in?

His musing was cut short as the purple-eyed figure screamed. "AAAAH! I'M SHORT!"

The red-eyed one quickly followed suit. "We BOTH are! NO! How could this have happened?!"

Dib stared at them for a moment, and a word floated into his head.

Aliens. Irkens, to be more precise.

Dib got to his feet. "Hey."

The purple-ie Irken stopped his panic attack to look at the big-headed boy.

"You two are aliens, aren't you? Irkens."

The red one looked over as well. "… What's your point."

Dib shrugged, turned around, and went out the door, leaving the other two beings to figure out what happened.

"… AAAAAH, WE'RE SHORT!" Purple screamed again.

"Okay, okay, shut up. There has to be some sort of explanation for this," Red replied, studying the room they were in.

"SHORT! SHORT, I SAY!"

The two former-Tallest directed their attention to the kitchen as a small android came skipping out of it and into the living room, singing a cute little song.

"Hey… Isn't that the makeshift SIR unit we made out of garbage for Zim?" Red inquired, pointing at it.

Gir stopped dead in his tracks, looking at Red and Purple (who had calmed down a little), and saluted, his eyes flashing red. "GIR, reporting for duty!"

The two Irkens looked at each other for a long while before either of them said anything.

"If we're here…" Red began.

"And short!" Purple interrupted.

"Then… where's Zim?"

"…"

"…"

"AAAAAAH!" the two screamed in unison as the horrible prospect of the Irken empire in pieces flashed through their minds.

"We have to do something!" said Purple determinedly.

Red looked at his fellow (former) ruler. "… Man, your head looks really big."