Important Note: This, lovely and constant reader, is a story I volunteered to finish for The-Death-Bringer-of-Hell. She allowed me to and here I am. Credit for this chapter goes to her, because this is her work. I just fixed it up a little. Now, enjoy!

Persona Reversed

Chapter Two: Never Teach Old Aliens New Tricks

As Dib entered the "house" via the front door, he noticed something missing… "Hey, where's Zim? I knew that he would be expecting me, but come on? Is he finally afraid that he'll be caught by me? No. He's up to something…"

Dib wandered around the base. Then, just to spite Zim, Dib walked back out, and brought G.I.R. back in. "BUT I WAS TIED TO MY TREE! I WANT MY TREE BACK!" G.I.R. cried with his annoying voice. But Dib remained calm because no matter how innocent G.I.R. looked on the outside, he could be extremely dangerous.

"Yes, but Zim said he was done with his work and that he wanted you back inside with him." Dib replied.

"REALLY? YAY! I GET TO WATCH THE SCARY MONKEY SHOW!" Screamed G.I.R. as he ran to the couch and turned on the T.V.

Dib smiled despite himself. G.I.R. was pretty cute when he didn't have about 400 lasers pointed at you from the inside of his head. And Zim could be pretty easy on the eyes as well… thought Dib still smiling. He realized what had just run through his head and smacked himself in the face. No! He's the enemy! I can't feel this way towards someone like him! ZIM IS THE ENEMY! Dib noticed that G.I.R. was staring at him so he smiled.

"CAN I HAVE MY TAQUITOES NOW?" cried G.I.R. in his annoying voice. Dib had his answer prepared.

"Of course. That's why Zim told me to bring you inside. He says he has your Taquitoes ready for you, wherever he is. But he says you have to get them yourself."

"OK!" Screamed G.I.R. as he jumped off the couch, smile still plastered on his face, and he ran for the depths of the hidden base. Dib smiled. This is easier than I thought. I'll get to Zim faster then you can say… "ZIM'S AN ALIEN!" Dib followed the little droid to the toilet in the kitchen. G.I.R. jumped in and squealed with delight as he flushed and suddenly disappeared. Dib followed shortly after.

Dib's ride was over shortly. "Holy shit… I hope I never have to do that again… That was just sickening…" He spotted the little robot again and quickened his pace to catch up with him. I must be almost there. G.I.R.'s starting to slow down. G.I.R. turned a corner and disappeared behind it. Dib was swift enough to catch the little bot's antennae as he went through a door. He followed and soon saw something he'd never think he'd witness… Zim: sleeping… It was almost too much for the young paranormal investigator to bare. Zim was asleep, defenseless… and yet… he was smiling… This, for one reason or another, melted Dib's heart… He was somehow compelled to go against his will and apologize to the "young" alien for all the wrongs he had committed against him. Zim was so cute while he slept and that hit Dib like a ton of bricks.

He walked over to Zim as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake him with any noise.

Zim woke up to the sound of Dib's footsteps as he came closer, but knew to remain motionless, to continue faking his sleep. Dib's heart beat faster with each step, but he was still uncertain why. Finally, with a shaky hand, he touched the alien's shoulder. There was a blinding flash of light and for Dib, everything went black.

Dib woke up a while later, collapsed upon the desk he had witnessed Zim on. He figured Zim had put him there to test on him or something. Just wait until I get you, Zim! Then you will be the one being tested on! He thought, as he looked out the window above Zim's desk. It was day-break.

"Shit! I've got to get home! Gaz will be up soon! I don't want her to think I was out all night! Not after what happened last time…" Dib cringed at the memory, not noticing the sudden change of the sound of his voice. He jumped up. "Good. He left my backpack alone." He said, feeling the weight on his back. He ran over to the elevators, which shot him up to the upper levels of the base.

G.I.R. was sitting on the couch, not noticing Dib's entrance, or just simply not caring because of the Scary Monkey Show. Dib shrugged it off and walked over to the door to leave. As he passed G.I.R., the bot screamed, "MASTER! ARE YOU GOING TO GET MY TAQUITOES NOW? HUH? HUH?" Dib turned around to see if Zim was behind him but only to see that he was the only life-form in the room.

"G.I.R., are you talking to me?" Dib inquired.

"WHO ELSE WOULD I BE TALKING TO, MY LORD?" The droid squealed.

"B-but G.I.R…" Dib stuttered. "I-I'm Dib. Not Zim."

"MASTER! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU JOKED AROUND LIKE THAT! I LIKE THAT JOKE! …PIGGY!" G.I.R. held up his squeaky pig toy thingy.

"I'm not joking, G.I.R.! I'm Dib!"

"NO, YOU AIN'T! THE BIG-HEADED BOY JUST LEFT, SAYING THAT HIS SISTER WOULD KILL HIM! YAY! HE'S DOOMED!" G.I.R. grabbed his… uh… toes. Dib remained silent for a moment. How could he have already left when he was right here? And… what was with that bright light he saw… the one before everything goes blank? And, still yet, WHY DID HE HAVE THIS SUDDEN URGE TO DISTROY ALL MAN-KIND?

Something clicked in Dib's head. "G.I.R. Get me a mirror. And be quick about it!" He barked. G.I.R.'s eyes glowed a dangerous red.

"Yes, my Lord." He said, as he pulled out a mirror. Dib wondered why on earth G.I.R. had a mirror, but shook the thought aside.

"Give me that mirror NOW, G.I.R.!" He said, struggling to keep his cool, while his adrenalin started to kick in. G.I.R. handed over the mirror, eyes his perky blue again.

"Ooooh! Shiny!" He squealed. Dib looked in the mirror… The look of horror on his face grossly green. Dib screamed. G.I.R. turned the volume on the T.V. up to an incredible… uh… volume. Dib screamed louder than he ever could have. He almost fainted. He could hardly believe it. His brain was stuck in Zim's body.

AN: Hope you enjoyed! Credit goes to the above mentioned. Please review! Well, bye!