Chapter two: Pool of Dib's Tears
Dib ran after Zim in a hurry to a wide room. Zim was nowhere in sight and Dib was furious. He soon grew calm again when he saw a large red curtain across from him. Dib walked over and pulled it to a side, reveling a very tiny door. Dib kneeled down and sighed.
He was too large to fit through it.
He did spot a very small keyhole and spotted a key on a glass table behide himself.
Dib walked over to it and examined the practically small key. Dib walked over to the door and put the key in the hole. It fit perfectly and the small door opened, revealing a beautiful garden.
Dib sighed as he again remembered he couldn't fit through it. So he turned around to put the key back on the table and saw a bottle with a small label on it. Dib picked it up, and read: "Drink Me!"
"Drink me, drink me," Dib repeated to himself. "Oh well!" And Dib took a short sip from the small bottle.
"Delicious!" he shouted, taking a longer sip.
Dib licked his lips as he placed the bottle on the table again and noticed the table had grown.
A lot!
As a matter of fact, the whole room had began to grow taller.
"Hold on!" Dib said. "I'm growing smaller!"
Dib looked at the door and ran to it. He tried opening it, and shouted when it didn't move. He remembered the key and ran to the table, which towered over him.
Dib's eyelid twitched.
"Why me?" he groaned as he peered at the key through the table.
He sighed and sat down on a box.
Seconds later, Dib remembered he had sat down on a box and looked down at it. He opened its lid and saw a small cake that said, "Eat Me!" "This must make me bigger," he said, taking a bite out of it.
And suddenly Dib was growing.
Dib's head hit the ceiling and he sighed. He had grown too much.
He reached down, picked up the key from the tabletop, and felt sad.
His eyes grew teary and he cried.
He finally snapped out of it when he saw a small figure walk by.
Zim!
"Zim!" Dib said. Zim looked up at him and said angrily, "Once again, human filth! I am the White Rabbit, not this filthy Zim you speak of!" Zim dodged a teardrop and sighed, hoping off. "Wait, Zim!" Dib shouted, but Zim kept hopping off.
"White Rabbit!"
Zim turned around and peered over his shoulder.
"Help me get down to size!" Dib begged.
Zim laughed and pointed at the "Drink Me!" bottle, then hopped off, leaving Dib to himself yet again.
Dib reached down, noticed there was still some of the drink left, and drank the rest down. Soon enough, he was the same size he had been only early and able to go through the door with the key. He walked through small pools of his own tears and put the key in the lock.
But before he could turn it, though, a river of tears caught him up. Dib shouted madly and splashed as it sent him far off from the door he so wanted to enter.
Before he knew it, he was back on ground. He coughed up large amounts of water and shook himself off much as a dog does.
Close by he heard a pair of foot. Dib saw a small mouse about his size. "Hey!" he shouted, not even surprised he was shouting at a mouse. Nevertheless, it looked back and ran off into what looked like a forest. Dib ran after it, in hopes of the rodent taking him to the beautiful garden.