Family

I don't own Invader Zim. I leave the disturbed 'leftovers' of this show to their rightful owner, Jhonen Vasquez.

Only Deed Membrane belongs to me, as well as any future... smeets...

Epilogue

...I believe that sometime after that you were born, Via. You probably have no idea how terrified we were the day you were born. You were so small, barely any bigger than my thumb. But you managed to pull through.

I want you two to know that everything is fine. It was my duty to tell you these things when you turned fourteen, so I suppose today would be November 19th... it's strange to think that thirteen years from the time I write this letter, I could be long gone. Never get to see you two really grow up. I love you both, you and Dib and Zim are all I have...

Via, even watching you as you sleep right now, I know that you'll be as hot-headed as Zim... but that also means that you'll be as sensitive. I pray that, should anyone ever break your heart, I can still be there to kick their ass.

And Core... you are the most stubborn child I have ever met... and seeing as how I raised Dib, that's saying alot. Just, keep in mind that sometimes you may have to heed to the marks of someone else's pencil. And watch out for your sister. I know it's going to be hard for her.

I love you both, and I pray that this finds you well.

Watching you forever and always,

Aunt Deed

Via stared, slack jawed as she forgot her and Core's previous arguement. Pulling Dib's trench tighter around her body, she looked up at her brother.

"Any chance they planned this?" She choked out, and Core shook his head. They both knew better than that.

Deed had passed away when Via was four, her genetic makeup breaking apart as she suffered the consequences of their bio-war with the humans.

Leaning into her brother's side and choking softly, Via closed her eyes as Core read it once more.

There were tear stains on the paper, no doubt their aunt's. She had been watching Via sleep when she wrote that?

Core released a shaky breath. So there had been a reason for their parents to ask them to clean out the attic on Via's birthday.

Swallowing roughly and looking down at his sister, Core pulled up the loose floorboard that Via had tripped over.

Slipping the lengthy letter back into the confines of the dark wood, Core hugged his baby sister to his chest as tight as he dared.