Doom Witch

Author's Note: Heeeelllooooo! Keep reading my little muppet toys. Mwu-ha-ha- ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaa! (chokes) Ha.

- Chapter Two - Dib -

Dib Membrane's life sucked. His father blanked him and was constantly embarrassed by him, his sister was an evil unemotional demon from hell. And his mother? What about his mother? She had run off with a guy that didn't keep half his head hidden behind a scientist's coat years ago, shortly after Gaz was born.

Dib missed her sometimes, but he didn't let his emotions interrupt his paranormal studies. Dib didn't cry - he had lost the ability to. Being "brought up" by a famous scientist that showed World Leaders around the living room and hardly ever saw as he was in his lab making toast had altered his love for life. Hell, Dib had forgotten his own dad's first name! (A/N: I always just presumed it was Professor, didn't you?)

Instead, he resorted to aliens. They were fascinating. Zim . well, he was stupid, so the only thing that made him fascinating was that he WAS an alien. What a strange planet Zim comes from . Dib thought, he remembered hearing Tak's video message to her "Tallest?" Could it possibly be that the Irkens that ruled were simply taller than anyone else?

"Weird," Dib muttered to himself, shaking his head. He was up on the roof again, gazing in the direction of Zim's house/base thing without realising it. How tall WERE the Tallest, then? Taller than Zim - they had to be, or else Zim would be leader. Dib shuddered at the thought and pushed the Irken democratic system out of his head.

To his surprise, Gaz joined him on the roof. She sat next to him, about a metre away.

"Hey," he said to her. Gaz looked at him through her squinted eyes, then looked in the direction her brother was looking in.

"You're thinking about Zim," she said simply. Dib looked at her, his expression not changing. He looked back at the very pointed roof that could only be Zim's house.

"So?" he replied defensively, "He IS trying to take over Earth, and I AM trying to stop him, so why shouldn't I think about how to stop-"

Gaz snorted, "You're thinking ABOUT Zim. About why he's here. You don't really hate him, do you Dib?"

Dib scowled at his sister. Sometimes Gaz could be really thick sometimes . though he dare not say anything to her . it could be dangerous.

"No, no. I absolutely LOVE Zim! He's my best friend in the WHOLE world! In the whole GALAXY! Yes, one day I hope to marry Zim and we can live happily ever after once he has completed the mission I am so encouraging him to complete which will annihilate my home planet! Yes, yes, that's it, you've hit something there Gaz!"

Gaz's eyes opened widely for a second, then closed again, as if she had been annoyed but realised there wasn't any point in arguing. She stood up and walked as if to get down from the ladder. She paused and turned to see him. She was standing so close to the edge of the roof Dib couldn't help but feel worried for her. He cleared his throat.

"I only said you didn't HATE him, Dib," she said coldly, smoothly, "I didn't say you should go admitting your undying love for him. You exaggerate things so much. You're weird."

As she began to climb down, Dib called her back,

"Gaz! Gaz, wait! Come on, come sit with me. I didn't mean to annoy you," he said, and she reluctantly did as he requested, walking over to Dib and plopping next to him.

"Well you're pretty good at it," she told him earnestly.

"What?" Dib asked, not remembering what he had said.

"Annoying me," she replied, "You're good at it."

"Thanks, I guess," Dib said, not quite sure if this was a nice thing for Gaz to say.

"It wasn't a compliment," she returned, "I just said you're pretty good at it."

"Okay. Okay." Dib nodded, and looked back out to Zim's house.

"You're still thinking about Zim," she said after a few seconds of silence.

"Why is that a problem for you?" he questioned her. Again, silence.

"It isn't," she said, a bit too defensively, which made Dib's eyes narrow a little, "But I think you're being too hard on him."

Dib laughed, "Hah! Hard on him? I'd say I'm being easy on him! I'm the only one that knows he's an alien! A lamely disguised alien, but hey. All I've done is try to expose him a few times, not destroy him or anything! Not like he's tried to do to me!"

"That's because you're encouraging his hostility," Gaz said, "Zim's alone, he's only got that crazy dog thing to keep him company. The green kid could be your friend, Dib."

"Pfffft!" Dib laughed, waving his fingers in front of Gaz's eyes until she whacked them away. Dib rubbed his hand, "Get that out of your head, sis! There's no way! Why don't YOU be friends with Zim, Gaz? You're alone too, hadn't you noticed? Your GameSlave doesn't count as a friend, remember!"

Gaz stood up, furious. She turned her back on him, grey smoke following where she went. Dib coughed and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw Gaz had gone.

Dib kicked against the plaster.

"DAMN YOU ZIM!" he cried into the night, "LOOK AT ALL YOU'VE DONE! I'LL GET YOU! I'll get you . "

"Hey! Dib kid! Keep it down, okay? You're making my baby wake up!" one of Dib's neighbours yelled. Dib raised an eyebrow.

"My name is Dib, not Dib kid!" he yelled in return, "And you don't have a baby!" he added in a matter-of-fact way.

"Wha- oh yeah! Ok . never mind!" the neighbour said, then went back inside his orher house, Dib couldn't see whether it was the husband or the wife. They both sounded pretty male anyway. He didn't particularly care which neighbour had shouted at him either.

"Ahem. As I was saying. I'll get you Zim . just wait." He sneered towards the sky.

As he lay in bed, he thought regretfully about what he had said to Gaz. So maybe she was alone, he shouldn't have laid it in to her so hard. Thinking about it, Gaz could be pretty sensitive about . stuff.

"God, Dib. You're talking to yourself. How sad is that?" he asked himself, then hit the wall his bed was pushed against, "Tomorrow I'll apologise to Gaz, she'll have let out her rage and be back to not speaking to me-unless- she-has-to," Dib thought, and cuddled up in the bed, holding close his stuffed bigfoot he called Teddy.

"Sleepy sleep," he murmured softly, before drifting into an uneasy slumber, something he knew Zim couldn't do. Something he could hold against Zim, or did it give the alien he despised an advantage of a shadow? Dib shivered in his sleep but didn't open his eyes. If he was going to die by Zim's hand, it may as well be while he was asleep.

At least that would make Zim a coward.

Maybe.

A/N: AAARGHHH! I hate short chapters, but introductions must be done! I am sorry. Done now, hopefully. Into long chapters now - WOO!

Next time on Zim's Impending Doom? is from Zim's POV again mostly, but I might add a little bit of Dib's abnormally large head . stuff in it too. Maybe Gaz's. DUNNO! TOO MANY PEEEEEOOOOPPPLLLLEEE!!! Oh well, I'll get over it. Maybe. Sorta. I DUNNO!!!! Everything's gone wrong . (dottled expression). O.o

Next chapter, yes. GIR goes a bit crazy at the start because the Tallest are eating the newest Irken craze, Space Tacos. It's funny, I had fun writing it. So why don't I know if it has a Dib POV bit? Oh, shut up Julie. YOU DARE INVOKE MY WRATH? Yeah! Ok. Cool. Hee. (bursts into fit of manic laughter). Ah. Ok . what else happens? Zim gets into Nirvana and demands to meet Kurt Cobain . poor soul. He meets Gaz on his way to buy the album and gets very worried when he doesn't feel dreaded hate towards Gaz.

Oooooooooo! Read on to find out if you dare . BUT REVIEW FIRST! Thank you. Ding!

Zim - I mean Julie - out!