Epilogue

After Zim, Dizzy, Gir and Dib escaped that horrifying disaster, they safely went home to their half - sane suburb. When Dib first stepped through his front door, he was suprised to find his father running to him and giving Dib a great hug. Of course, Gaz didn't hug him, in fact she even scolded him for going on the ship. But later on, Dib found that because Gaz scolded him for going on the Titanic, it also meant that she was glad that he was alright... Sort of. When Dib went back to school, everyone looked at him differently. They all still thought he was a freak and annoying, but there was something different about the look in their eyes. Maybe they were suprised to find him alive, maybe even wished he didn't make it. But Dib was glad to know that everyone, even Ms. Bitters acknowledged that he went aboard the Titanic, the supposedly unsinkable ship, and survived. Some people even asked what it was like when the ship sank, but he refused to talk about it for awhile. He didn't want to even think about that horrible ship, and all of the people who died on it. Dib was glad that he was finally home. Oh yes, and Dib never went to agent Abdominal Snowbeast. He never even spoke to the Swollen eyeball organization ever again. He decided that yelling at them would do no good, and decided to forget about ever joining that organization. But of course, his paranormal investigations never ended.

As for Zim, Dizzy and Gir, they went back to the usual. Zim had Dizzy help with his plans to take over the world, and he fixed Gir's eyes. Once he did, Gir leaped onto Zim and gave him a big hug. Zim hardly minded, he missed Gir's stupidity. He never did tell Gir what really happened on the Titanic. It was for the best. But Zim trying to destroy the earth didn't last as long as expected. After the Titanic disaster, his planning slowed down. Dizzy never left Zim's side for the first few weeks, she was to shaken up. Zim was fine with it, he even let Dizzy stay over at his house sometimes, in case she was too scared to go to sleep by herself. She would comfortably sleep on the couch as Zim sung her an irken lullaby. In those days, Dizzy and Zim became closer, to where he didn't mind if she hugged him or sat with him at lunch. He was sometimes even glad she did, if he was having a bad day. Dizzy was also around Dib a lot, their bond was stronger as well. Dib knew that Dizzy was irken and she had to be destroyed, but... He also knew that they were both friends, and he couldn't destroy a friend. Zim got pretty jelous sometimes when Dizzy was with Dib instead of him, so he might usually yell at Dib or just take the chattery girl away from him, leaving Dib alone and confused.

To Zim's suprise, Dib sometimes even sat by Zim at lunch, and they'd talk about whatever. Dib was suprised at himself also, but something made him do it. Since Zim's plans had slowed down, they began to talk more, maybe even develop a friendship. They both still yelled a lot at each other, so it was a weird friendship. But after the Titanic sank, Dib and Zim were seen together a lot more than usual. Dizzy was glad to see that they were getting along more, and became a happy and independant girl again soon enough. But even though her happiness returned, she still had nightmares about those horrible memories. Zim and Dizzy's skin healed soon, Dib had to help them around most of the time. ZIm would usually refuse help, but Dib would just ignore him and give Zim bandages and ointment. Dizzy was thankful for the help and healed fast. Zim was confused as Dizzy healed faster than he did. "Her happiness helps her heal herself." Dib would say. "Try being happy, Zim. It's better than always being angry."

Zim didn't know why he was always angry. When he was planning to take over earth, he was a lot happier. Maybe it was the thought of him losing to this dreadful planet. "You didn't lose," Dizzy told him. "You just realized that this planet has many troubles. Maybe it's just best if you left it be." Zim considered this, and agreed. Although, that didn't stop him from causing some mischief. It always made him laugh whever he saw a human angry or sad or weakened. Dib knew Zim was irken, so he let Zim have some of his fun. But when things got too bad, he stepped in.

Zim, Dizzy and Dib never did talk about what happened on the Titanic, until one winters morning as they walked to Skool, Dib asked, "When are we ever going to talk about it?"

Zim and Dizzy immediently knew what he was talking about. "Well, what are we supposed to say?" Zim asked.

Dib shrugged. "I don't know... It just seems wrong that we survived, and all those people didn't."

Dizzy just stared at the ground. She was tired of crying over it.

"Hey Zim," Dib said. "You never told me why you went on the Titanic in the first place... You said you had evil plans, what were they?"

Zim looked up at Dib. He had gotten taller. Dib had outgrown his old trench coat, and was wearing a knew red one Dizzy gave him for 'Christmas'. Zim and Dizzy had also grown a few inches, but Dib seemed to have shot up faster than they did.

"We were to retreive something." Zim said. They were all now looking at each other on the snow covered sidewalk. "The brian of the black Tallest."

Dib gave Zim a look. He didn't remember Zim bringing a brain back to his house. "What happened to it?"

Zim sighed. What was he going to say? He threw it all away because of an unfair feeling he had? If he told Dib that, his creepy human emotions would start to spurr around.

"I lost it." Zim replied. "When we jumped off the boat, it fell from my pak."

Dib knew Zim was lying. He'd always get this weird look in his eyes when he lied. He decided to let it go and act like he believed his lie. "Oh, okay." He said.

They began to walk again. Suddenly, Zim stopped. Dib and Dizzy looked back on his, and he was just staring into the sky.

"What's wrong, Zim?" Dizzy asked. Zim was quiet for a few moments, but then said,

"Dib worm, Zim shows his gratitude for you."

Dib gave Zim another look. It took him second to figure out that Zim was thanking him. He smiled. "Back at cha."

And their walk continued. After that day, none of them spoke about the Titanic again.