Yay! Wow, can't believe I got reviews.
Crystal: Haha, yes that is my "unique" style, but the holes will slowly be filled. And that is a great list isn't it? Thanks for the review!
Chelle Hakkai: Thanks for the review! I'm glad you like it!
QueenofPotatoes: I know, and that was the bad version that I wrote in two seconds. But aww, thank you!
Invader Zim and every character related to it belong to the all-mighty Jhonen Vasquez. And don't you just love picturing his cringing little face while reading all our horrible goblin-child fics? I know I do. Strawberry however, belongs to me.
"Do you remember her Gaz?"
"Who, Dib?"
"Her."
He's always talking about Mom. Dib just doesn't get it. Yes, I miss her, but I'll never tell. One of us has to stay strong.
"No, Dib, I don't remember."
Oh course I can remember, does he think I'm stupid? I can remember her pretty blond hair and the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed. I can remember how she smelled of strawberries because Dad always bought her that perfume. I can remember how she was always trying to change us. I can even remember the weather of the day I found out she was gone.
Dib still loves her though; he still thinks she'll come back. But Dib just doesn't get it. She's not coming home.
I know mom left for the city. I know she's a jerk who doesn't even wonder about her kids. But I also know Dib can't handle that, and I guess that's always why I soften up. He's going to have to know sometime though.
"Dib, from what you said, Mom sounds great, and I can't wait to see her when she gets back."
Maybe I lay it on a little too thick, but, I couldn't stand to see him...you know.
Dib always smiles when I say this. He always believes my words. She's always breaking his heart.