Dedicated to San Jose, for being Jhonen's homeland, and to all the people who pronounce his name wrong, for they will die the most horrible deaths when he rules the earth.
This short segment brought to you in full techni-B&W, because it is in Gaz's POV. She never sees nice colors.
Dib came home earlier than I thought. He brought Zim with him, too. Normally when he goes to Zim's stupid green house he stays all night. I guess they got done with their stupid fighting earlier this time.
They had scorch marks all over them. I guess it must have been an interesting fight. For one second I wished I had seen it, but the new level beckoned, and I dismissed the thought.
"Gaz, don't let Zim out of the house without me, Okay?" Zim said.
Great, they're being crazier than normal today. I grunted noncommittally.
"Zim will do what he WANTS!" Dib yelled at him. I focused on the vampire piggy, who was shooting death- bullets at me. Zim yelled something at me, and my concentration flickered for one second. A bullet hit me, and blood poured down the screen.
I slowly turned my head, fixing them into my death-stare.
"You made me lose." I said in a voice known to make babies die of terror.
"Good, you can pay attention then," Zim said, not paying attention to me. Dib was looking at me with a look if pure terror.
"Me and Zim switched bodies, so he has to stay here. Don't listen to anything he tell you, he's full of alien trickery."
"YOU LIE!"
"Whatever. Doom is going to happen to anyone I can see three seconds from now," I said. Two seconds later I was alone again, with my game. I faced the piggy again.
Yes, wasn't that nice? She's so unhappy.
"Wow. Compared to my base this is really really primitive," Zim said, surveying Dib's shelves of paranormal books.
"Don't touch anything or I'll… melt your face off or something."
"Don't you mean YOUR face?"
"God, I hate you."
"This is your fault, not mine. Stupid spell-human."
"I couldn't have done it without you," Dib said mockingly. Zim gritted his teeth, glaring at Dib. He didn't glare for long, though. Who could stay mad at that face?
"Here, look through this for anything about body switching or souls in general," Dib said, throwing a book at Zim's face. Zim caught it, and it dropped open in his hands.
"Oh, look," Zim said, reading the words hand-written into the ancient book. "'The Curse of Titan' Bring evil monsters to destroy your enemy. Maybe I'll save this…"
"I've tried that like a million times. I think it's a dud," Dib said, thinking about the million or so times he had summoned the Titan to go after Zim.
(Six thousand miles away in china, Godzilla and King Kong engage in a fight to the death. Two thousand miles away in New York, a nine hundred foot alligator roams the sewers. Nine thousand miles away in Scotland, a giant snake cools it's heels in Loch Ness. One and a half miles away, under the Skool, a gargantuan louse queen lays it's eggs in an unsuspecting child's brain. Do we see a pattern, students?)
Fifteen books later, Zim was beginning to wonder exactly how many of the freakish spells Dib had actually cast.
"Blood of a mouse who has never seen insulation? Geez this is stupid, Dib-monkey."
"Hey, I think they work!"
"Well duh they work. But how do they expect you to find this crap?"
"In stores for the occult and stuff."
Zim went back to staring at the cursive handwriting of the book he was reading. It was saying something about changing eye color. He was getting excessively bored. Every time he saw his hands he had to stare for a second to remind himself that they weren't green. The pinkish color was starting to make him sick. He had to do something about this.
He stood up, dropping the book on the floor. After making some excuse to Dib, he walked out of the house. He had to get used to the trench coat swishing arounbd his legs. He kept trying to kick it, thinking it was GIR trying to play Death Grip On Master's Leg again. After a few minutes he came to the more populated part of town. A few stores were around, including a beauty supply store. It was into this that Zim walked. He was after the hair dye.
