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Zim stared at the adult version of himself with longing. Oh, this was too rich! He knew that he would conquer Earth eventually but as he stared at the future Dib who stood next to his adult self like a good slave should, satisfaction welled up deep. The reaction of the Dibblet was also precious. For a few precious seconds the big headed boy stared at the two, his mouth wide open, gaping like a pathetic earth fish. To rub it in the younger Zim put a claw under his enemy's chin and pushed up, causing the human's mouth to close. Unfortunately this meant that the silence was over on Dib's part.

"Wait! Just wait a darn minute here! This can't be real! I would never give up defending earth! Oh no! We landed in an alternate reality where Zim has overrun everyone!" The child screamed in anguish as he pulled his hair at the roots.

"Oh Dib-Stink, are you having a problem accepting reality? If you remember correctly your parental unit said it was a "future machine" therefore we must be in the future. WHICH MEANS I WIN! VICTORY FOR IRK DIB-SCUM!" The younger alien condescendingly spoke before going into a maniacal laughter.

"No, it can't be true! Tell me! What year is it?" The black haired boy yelled to his future self. The older version cringed as he thought about how his duplicate would react. He remembered when he was younger the only thing that had dominated his mind was destroying Zim. His doppelganger would be heart broken. The silence seemed to go on forever despite only going on for only a few seconds.

"2022" The Dibblet gasped as he stared at the two. That meant that he really was looking at himself twelve years in the future. The two adults he was staring at were twenty five. What the hell had happened in those twelve years? It had been 2010 when he was back in his own time. He looked at his older version. There was so many things wrong with this picture. The way his future self stood comfortably by the older Zim's side, all of the tattoos the promoted his slave hood, the muscled body, the spike had grown taller and longer, past his waist. The Dibblet grinded his teeth as anger came over him. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!

"How dare you! What made you give up? Is this what I turn into? SOME HAPPY LITTLE DOG TRAILING AFTER HIS MASTER! I'd rather die! I don't think I've ever been so disgusted in my life!" The adult Dib stared blankly at the younger. He had heard that exact line so many times. It didn't affect him anymore. It's amazing how people will try to make you feel guilty when they finally realize you were right but of course by that time he simply didn't care. The younger version of Zim let out a small chuckle at Dib's speech.

"Oh Dib-Trash, you should be pleased that you at least are usable to the Irkan Empire. At least it seems you learn some manners and learn to listen to your betters." The small alien purred evilly as he walked over to the older version of his future slave and kicked him in the shins.

"Ow! What was that for, Space-boy!" The adult version of Dib yelled as he hopped on one foot. In nearly a blink of an eye the small Irkan was slammed into the opposite wall. Both Dibs' stared wide eyed at the older Alien who had a deadly smirk on his face. If the adult Irkan had any qualms about kicking his younger version into a wall he certainly didn't show it.

"Ah! Why would you do that! Oh, it is so painful!" Zim moaned as he held his head.

"Listen well, Small me! Dib-Mate is MINE! I have no concern for how you treat the Dibblet from YOUR time but you will not attack mine. I would normally kill someone for such an offense but since you are me I will give you a few chances! DO NOT DO IT AGAIN! And Dib-Pet stop jumping around on one foot, actions like that are beneath you." The taller Zim stated with his yelling voice. The older Dib blushed at being scolded for such a petty offense and immediately put his foot down.

The younger Dib on the other hand was shocked. That kick had been brutal. It probably would have severed a normal human's spine. The whole idea of Zim protecting him was so foreign. The Zim from his time would laugh at any misery he would get into, certainly not try to help him. The Zim in this reality was like a monster. He was tall, muscled, had pointy teeth that looked like they could chew through anything, but maybe the scariest part was the maturity and dominance that shown in those magenta eyes.

"This is insane! Look we have to get to our own time! I have to stop this from happening!" Dib yelled as he glared at his older counterpart.

"Oh No, we are NOT leaving Dib-Thing. I happen to like this future! Now be a good toy and get me something to eat!" Zim cackled as he ordered his enemy. Odd how he could have such a demanding personality even after being kicked into a wall at top speeds. No one was really surprised by the fight that ensued between the younger two after that comment.

"YOU BOTH WILL STOP THIS INSTANT! I DON'T HAVE TIME TO PUT UP WITH YOU TWO! COMPUTER! LOCK THEM IN A ROOM TOGETHER UNTIL THEY CALM DOWN!" The adult Zim yelled. The computer gave a resigned sigh as metal tentacles rose from the floor and pulled the struggling boys into one of the containment rooms.

"Are you sure that was a good idea?" Dib asked. The alien shrugged.

"I really don't care Dib-Pet. They will get over whatever is in their smelly brains."

"We probably should help them out. Who knows what type of things are happening to the timeline they came from. It's nearly unbelievable." The Dib stated to his Master as he rubbed his temples.

"Headache Dib-Pet?"

"Yeah, I haven't gotten one in years. All it takes is one look at our younger selves." The human pet explained before he let out a loud squeak as he was picked up bridal style by his former enemy.

"I will not have something like a "headache" contaminate this home. It must be taken care of immediately! Oh! What if GERMS have invaded your head!" The Master yelled as he carried his slave to the elevator frantically pressing the down button.

"Um..Zim..We've been over this…..A headache is caused by stress not by Germs."

"I am not taking the risk Dib-Pet!" The spikey haired adult let out a sigh of exasperation as he was set into a lab chair and Zim started running him over with a scanner. It was still better than doing paperwork.

While the older two were worried about simple things like headaches, the younger enemies were in their respective corners in the cell. The two glared at each other and if they weren't so tired they would still be fighting. The Dibblet stared through the see through glass. Oh, they were going to pay. He didn't care if he was alone, he would save the world! He and Zim had woken up in front of a decimated household and after some investigation it was found that this was the former Membrane's house. It was amazing the emotions that seeing his house completely destroyed gave him. The buildings ranged from war torn to completely new. The technology looked like it had increased but the aura of resignation stroked the town. He had been so distracted that it had given Zim enough time to throw him in a trashcan and run off. It was lucky that Zim's house was still standing, but as he looked over to his green enemy he just couldn't understand how this had happened.

He wanted to go home.

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