Chapter 2:
Then the next day at skool, the late bell had rung and Dib was not in his seat. Zim snickered, figuring his nemesis had gotten caught and was locked up at the Crazy House for Boys again.
Ms. Bitters had already marked him down as 'absent' and was just about to start class when someone opened the door.
"Hey, kid!" she said looking over her lesson at him. "You can't just walk in here--OH MY GOD, IT'S DIB!" and fell over in shock.
The other kids stared in awe at this new boy; this boy with no hair scythes, whose head wasn't big, who wasn't wearing a black trench-coat in this warm weather, and who wasn't wearing glasses that made his eyes look like they were bulging out of his head.
"DIB?" they cried.
Zim stared in silence.
Dib smiled shyly. "Hi...Sorry I'm late..."
Ms. Bitters had quickly recovered and stood to look down on him once more. "Why were you late this time Dib?" she asked, sarcastically. "Bigfoot or Zim?"
Dib shrugged. "I overslept."
Zim jumped out of his seat and grabbed two fistfuls of Dib's shirt.
"LIAR!" the Irken cried. "YOU ARE NOT THE DIB!"
"ZIM! DIB!" yelled Ms. Bitters. At least this scene was something familiar. "SIT DOWN! NOW!"
And so they sat, albeit a bit awkwardly, and class continued on as usual until Ms. Bitters asked the class a question.
Dib raised his hand.
Ms. Bitters growled, "IF your answer has to do with Zim-"
"September 22nd."
Ms. Bitters cocked an eye. "Huh?"
Dib elaborated, "The Emancipation Proclamation was signed on September 22nd."
The class was once more stunned into silence.
Then some of them (mostly the girls) started to giggle.
"Hmm..." muttered Zim darkly, glaring at this imposter who called himself the Dib. He was going to get to the bottom of this.
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It was finally lunch time and Zim was in the cafeteria, paranoid...looking for Dib.
"Grr, Where is he? WHERE IS HE?" he growled, checking under tables, inside air vents and quickly becoming agitated. "GYAAAAAH! WHERE THE HELL IS HE? (Oof!)"
Zim had bumped into something. "WHAT THE HELL?" he said, looking up to see Dib.
"You OK, Zim?" Dib asked him plainly.
"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?" Zim screamed, jabbing an angry, black gloved claw into Dib's chest.
"I took Gaz to McMeaties," he answered, thumbing over his shoulder to where his sister stood.
Gaz waved.
Zim looked surprised. "THIS IS AN OPEN CAMPUS?"
He suddenly sprinted off for the exit.
"Only for A+ kids!" Dib called to him. "And they have to sign out!"
Zim spun on his heel and shook his fist at the arrogant human. "DAMN YOUUU!"
Dib frowned and walked away. "You should watch your language."
Zim said nothing and just ran off again.
Later that day...
Dib wiped the sweat from his forehead and gazed admiringly at his work. He couldn't completely give up his love for outer space, so his new decor was themed on astronomy, with a little hanging planet mobile twirling gently as the centerpiece over his bed, replacing the alien spaceship one he'd had before. It'd taken all day to get all this stuff and he was tired, ready to let his brain shut off and watch some mind numbing TV!
He ran down the stairs and jumped onto the end of the couch, next to his sister who was already there and playing her gameslave.
Dib grabbed the remote and automatically clicked the channel to watch Mysterious Mysteries!
As the show's theme song began, he heard his sister grunting softly next to him as she rose and walked away from him towards the kitchen and was reminded of his new self. It was Old Dib who watched shows about the existence of paranormal life. The New Dib would have to find something else.
Dib sighed and began the lazy task of channel surfing.
Almost as soon as he started, he stopped, his eyes lingering on the outline of what at first looked like the Loch Ness Monster. Did Mysterious Mysteries have 2 channels? But today's episode was supposed to cover the banshee on the old house on Maple...
Then he read the show's title, displayed across the top of the screen in bold blue letters.
"Myth Busters..."
(End of Chapter 2! So whatcha think!)
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