While following Zib, other robots blocked their path, forcing them to duck from fusion shots. Dipper fired his magnet gun, while Wendy swung her axe at the robots that got too close.
Zib leaped through an open window, prompting the others to follow suit.
"Whoa, WOAH!" The big headed boy exclaimed as he was the first to step outside. The entire house, along with a patch of earth, was encased in a shimmering bubble, and outside, vibrant, luminous lights pulsed in the vastness of interdimensional space.
"Come on, dude!" Wendy urged, her voice cutting through his awe. "We don't have time for this!"
The bubble was tethered to a ship that appeared to be a mismatched fusion of Zim and Tak's vessels. Dipper squinted at it, shaking his head. "I'm sensing a pattern here."
"OUT OF THE WAY!" a familiar obnoxious voice shouted.
Dipper yelped as Zim zoomed past him and the group on his spider legs, racing toward Zib before he could enter his ship.
In a flurry of limbs, Zim managed to tackle Zib, and the two tumbled into a chaotic fight, spinning over one another.
"OFF ME!" The Hybrid shouted, finally pushing Zim away. He dashed into his ship, the door slamming shut behind him.
The Irken quickly reverted to his two-legged form, glaring at Dib with an accusatory finger pointed directly at him. "THIS is your fault!"
"What did I do!?" The Membrane boy protested, indignation flooding his voice as he slapped a hand to his chest.
"It's your alternate self! You're the cause of this!" the Irken retorted, his eyes narrowing.
"That makes no dookie sense!" the big-headed boy shot back in frustration.
"It makes regular sense! Your overgrown cranium is just not as big as your brain, and soon it will be EVEN SMALLER!" Zim threatened, his voice rising.
"BRING IT ON!" Dib growled, fists clenched.
"YOU BRING IT ON! I BRING IT BACK!" The insectoid alien snarled, his confidence unwavering.
"THEN I BRING IT BACK, AND YOU BRING IT ON!"
Wendy rolled her eyes. "You guys have issues. Why hasn't Freakazoid left yet?" She pondered aloud, noticing that the ship didn't seem in any rush to take off.
"Probably because the ship is dragging us into another dimension, and Zib is hellbent on making us suffer. If he wanted to, he could have left us disintegrated or just randomly popped us into some hostile dimension in interdimensional space. If I were a psycho, that's exactly what I would've done," Dib reasoned, glancing nervously at the ominous ship.
"Lovely," she groaned, crossing her arms in frustration.
"Out of the way, skinny organism!" The Invader exclaimed, shoving Wendy aside as he rushed to inspect the ship's door. Wendy threw her hands up in exasperation, unable to believe his antics.
He pressed the right side of his head against the door, tapping on it with urgency. "This door is made of Blasterium, resistant to kinetic pushes and plasma blasts. But a magnetic pulse should disengage the locks inside—"
Before he could finish, Dipper quickly attached his magnet gun to the door. The device activated instantly, its magnetic field anchoring it firmly in place. With a crackling noise, the weapon began to glow brighter, sound waves emanating from it like energy building up.
"GET BACK!" The Pines boy shouted, pushing Zim away just as the gun surged with power.
CACKLE!
The magnet gun unleashed a powerful electric pulse before sputtering and clattering to the ground, drained of energy. To everyone's surprise, the door then swung open by itself, revealing the interior of the ship.
Zim shot a glare at Dipper. "Would you mind, Dib Clone? I was going to be the one to do that! You were supposed to look dumb!"
Ignoring his frustration, Dipper stepped inside, followed closely by Wendy, who cast an incredulous glance back at the Irken. Zim's face twisted in annoyance as he muttered something in Irken under his breath, frustration bubbling just beneath the surface. Nonetheless, he pushed forward, reluctantly joining them inside the ship.
Tir wasn't long for permanent deactivation; its mismatched colored eyes suddenly glowed back to life as it stood up. "HI BESTIE!" it exclaimed, firing its jets and bolting toward Gir, who was busy punching the last robotic enemy with a disembodied robot arm, giggling all the while. "STOP HITTING YA SELF! STOP HITTING YA SELF!"
"...That robot scares me," Gideon shamelessly admitted, glancing at the chaotic scene. A few others nodded in agreement, sharing his sentiment.
Gir's playful antics came to an abrupt halt when Tir collided with him, causing the two to lock hands. Tir strained to push Gir away, but the little green robot's legs cracked the ground beneath him as he resisted.
With a burst of energy, Gir threw Tir away, but in midair, Tir activated his thrusters, remaining suspended for a moment before gracefully descending back to the ground. As he landed, he stepped closer to Gir and declared, "LET'S DANCE, PARTNER! THE LOSER EATS THE OTHER!"
"GOOD IDEA!" Gir chirped in enthusiastic agreement.
Suddenly, music began to play, the beat building up as the two robots started to dance, their movements a chaotic blend of energy and joy.
Nothing I can see when you dance,
,Dance
,Dance
A feelin' good
,Good
Creepin' up on you.
So just dance
,Dance
,Dance
Come on!
Everyone else just stared dumbfounded once again.
"You've got to be freaking kidding me…" Zita muttered, feeling her right eye twitching at the ridiculousness of it all. The others stood frozen, questioning their life choices in that surreal moment.
Meanwhile, Keef and Mabel were completely unfazed by the chaos; they bobbed their heads in time with the beat, enjoying the music as if nothing else mattered.
Gaz, on the other hand, wore the deadpanest expression humanly possible. She didn't even flinch as a barely functional enemy robot crawled up to her. Without even turning her head, she casually punched it in the face, cracking its visor with a single hit.
Despite the commotion, more robots began to pour in, ready for battle.
The group rushed into the ship, fully aware that time was of the essence.
"I'm sensing a pattern here with his obsession with hybrids," Dipper commented, glancing around the interior.
"No kidding!" Wendy snorted in agreement.
Inside the ship, the hybrid theme was apparent even in the tools and objects scattered about. They passed what appeared to be a kitchen area, where a bizarre fruit hybrid—a mix between an apple and some alien purple goo—caught their attention.
Suddenly, two robot guards tried to intervene, both wielding proton axes. One was shot down by Zim's blaster, while the other lunged its axe at Wendy's head. With a swift movement, she jumped up, ripped the axe from the robot's grip, and continued running as it collapsed behind her. Quickly, she turned back, picked up the fallen proton axe, and watched as it deactivated. "I'm taking this! NICE!" she exclaimed, activating her new weapon. A blue blade of energy flared to life, illuminating her determined expression.
They finally reached Zib, who, upon seeing them, slammed his hands against the control panels. "IT'S TOO LATE! HAHAHAHA!" His voice morphed into a disoriented hybrid of laughter, a bizarre mix between Dib and Zim, which unnerved both of them.
The hybrid activated his spider legs and bolted toward them.
Dib yelped, ducking to avoid a sharp edge that whizzed past him, while Zim leaped into action, his spider legs propelling him upward. He sneered through gritted teeth as he and Zib locked robotic limbs in a fierce struggle, while Dipper hurried to the control panel.
"Your existence is a mistake!" Zim hissed, his eyes filled with fury.
"So is yours!" Zib retorted, tilting his head with demented malicious glee.
Wendy came down with her proton axe, aiming to cut one of Zib's spider limbs. However, it dodged her strike, slamming into her back and sending her crashing against the wall with a groan.
"Pest!" Zib jeered at the redhead before turning to defend himself against Zim.
"WENDY!" Dipper shouted, panic rising in his voice.
"I'm okay, dude! Focus on the panel!" Wendy called back, quickly swinging away as Zib aimed a blaster at her, firing shots that whizzed past.
Dib roared as he charged toward one of Zib's legs, causing the hybrid to nearly lose its balance. "DID YOU FORGET ABOUT ME!?" he yelled, creating an opening for Zim to fire his blaster. Zib jumped back to dodge the red blasts, retaliating with blue ones of his own.
In that moment, Zib pressed a button on the device on his wrist, summoning reinforcements as more robots appeared to aid him.
Wendy was eager to test her new weapon. With a powerful swing, her proton axe sliced one robot in half down the middle and then cleaved another from the sides. Meanwhile, the Irken fired back at the incoming robots, but one managed to slam into him, throwing him off balance like a drunken arachnid.
The Pines, however, was at a loss. The panel's screen was cracked from the earlier chaos, spewing gibberish in both Irken and human languages. "Uh… eh… what do I do!? What do I do!?" he muttered nervously to himself, feeling as if he might chew on a pen if he had one. Taking a leap of faith, he pressed a button.
Turrets activated, immediately turning to fire at his friends.
"DIB CLONE!/PARTNER!/DUDE!?" Zim, Dib, and Wendy exclaimed in unison.
"I'M SORRY!" Dipper shouted, quickly trying again. This time, music began to play, filling the air with an unexpected rhythm.
(Listen to the Party Rock Anthem while reading this!)
Zib briefly stopped to cackle mockingly at Dipper, only to have a random turret thrown at him.
"No one throws random nonsense at Zim! I'm the random nonsense thrower!" the Invader jeered, continuing to fight Zib.
"I'll throw EVEN WORSE at you, bug eye!" Zib growled back, his frustration evident.
Wendy, noticing that Dib was running away from a couple of shooting robots, rushed to his aid. She chased after them, coming down hard with her new weapon while dodging incoming punches and narrowly avoiding blasts.
"I LOVE THIS AXE!" She exclaimed in awe, her glee evident as she reduced the robots to scraps and broken circuitry. Just as she celebrated, Dib pulled her down to avoid a blast that would have hit her.
"And they sure love you!" Dib remarked, watching as the robots and turrets considered her the bigger threat.
Meanwhile, Dipper was trying to make sense of the chaos from the control panel when he heard a warning.
"INCOMING!" Dib and Wendy shouted in unison, prompting Dipper to duck just in time as a nearby robot swung at him with a fist. The robot attempted to strike again, only to be impaled by one of Zim's many legs, which sent it flying away.
"STOP STANDING AROUND LIKE AN OPEN TARGET, YOU USELESS WORM!" Zim hissed.
"My magnet gun no longer works!" Dipper reminded him, only to receive a slap across the face from Zim, leaving him momentarily bewildered.
"And I was your prisoner without my Pak's abilities! Did that stop me!?" Zim retorted sharply, blocking an incoming attack from the growling Zib. Zim fired at other turrets, destroying two of them, while another was cut in half by Wendy, who had managed to get close.
Dipper noticed more robots approaching, and soon they would overwhelm them. A group surrounded Dib and Wendy, and Wendy shrieked in pain as one of the blasts narrowly missed her, leaving a burn on the side of her left shoulder. Dib, using the disembodied blaster hand of one of the robots, shot at the enemies, burning a hole in the one that had hurt her before rushing down to help her.
He held his breath, acutely aware of the dire situation. But in desperation, innovation can be found. An idea sparked in his mind—one that was just crazy and dangerous enough to work. With newfound determination, he slammed his hand against the panel, changing the music.
(Listen to Not Gonna Die by Skillet!)
The Pines boy grabbed a cable and plunged it into Wendy's out-of-juice magnet gun, causing energy charges to surge toward the weapon. A diagram flashed on the panel, prompting him to crank the power to maximum.
As the weapon began to glow brighter and brighter, a blue light illuminated the room. It shook in his hands, crackling with electricity. Zib noticed what was happening and shouted to his robots, "STOP HIM!" But he quickly found himself locked in battle with Zim once more. Wendy and Dib cried out in fear for Dipper's life as he held the volatile magnet gun. "DIPPER, DON'T!/DON'T DO IT!"
With thrusters activated, the robots surged toward Dipper. Summoning all his strength, he roared and hurled the weapon—still tethered by the long cable—at the incoming horde.
The bright, crackling electricity exploded in midair before hitting the robots, unleashing a brilliant blue discharge. An electric pulse rippled outward, shutting down the robots and turrets, while the panel flickered weakly. The robots collapsed, lifeless, as everyone was pushed back from the shockwave.
Moments of silence followed until dim lights gradually returned, likely from a backup generator, casting a faint glow over the room. The robots and turrets remained silent and still, defeated.
Robots continued to pour in as Gir and Tir engaged in a literal dance fight against each other, with Gir also taking on the attacking robots.
Gaz and Mabel stood back to back, ready to fend off the incoming horde. Gaz spat out a drop of blood, wiping her lips as she assessed the sheer number of bots. "Never thought I'd fight alongside Miss Sunshine and Glitter," she grunted.
Mabel chuckled, grinning brightly despite the chaos. "And I never thought I'd fight alongside a brightly dyed, gamer body as a friend."
"It's natural, and we are not friends," Gaz replied tersely.
"Oh, don't play so hard, Gazzy. You loooove me!" the Pines girl teased, her playful tone in stark contrast to their dire situation.
"Shut up, or I will shove this disembodied robot arm down your throat!" The Membrane girl snarled, her irritation growing as they faced the relentless swarm.
Zim groaned as he pushed himself up from the floor. "Ow…."
Dib and Wendy quickly got to their feet, with Wendy calling out, "Dipper! Are you alright?"
"I'm… fine," Dipper replied, rubbing his face with a hand, his hair looking spiked and disheveled.
"You're sure, buddy? You look… cooked," Dib said reluctantly, concern etched on his face.
Zim sniffed the air, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "You smell like overcooked Kanokor meat from Foodcourtia."
"Yeah… I feel like that turkey Mabel and I had with our parents last Thanksgiving…" Dipper admitted, wincing as the memory surfaced. He then blinked around, suddenly realizing something. "Where is Zib?"
They looked around and spotted Zib slouching, brief electric crackles sparking from his Pak. As a piece of shrapnel hit the Pak, Zib hissed in pain, extracting it before glaring at the group hatefully. "This isn't over! AKX-102!" he shouted, inputting a command, which immediately caused everything to plunge into darkness.
"WOAH, THE HEY!?" The big headed boy exclaimed, his voice filled with surprise.
"THE HELL!?" The redhead echoed, equally shocked.
Everything went dark, but it wasn't just any darkness; it felt as if the entire place had been consumed by a void.
"What sorcerous dookiness is this!?" The Inavder barked, discovering he was floating, just like Dib.
Wendy and Dipper found themselves perched on a piece of floating floor amid this vast emptiness, with random chunks of flooring drifting around them.
Then came the maniacal laughter of Zib, echoing throughout the void. Suddenly, Zib appeared, now large enough to hold a grown man in one hand. "Welcome to my reality! LITERALLY! You're inside my artificially made Pocket Dimension, and here… I AM GOD!"
Magenta lines of energy shot from his eyes, causing both Dipper and Wendy to yelp. They jumped to another floating piece, narrowly avoiding the attack. Zim screeched, activating the thrusters on his Pak to propel himself away, while Dib clung to Zim for dear life.
"Let me go, Dib Worm! Your big head is a large enough target!" Zim shouted, trying to maneuver.
"MY HEAD IS NOT BIIIIG!" Dib screamed, barely dodging another line of energy that came dangerously close, thanks to Zim's evasive maneuvering.
Somehow, beyond this artificial pocket reality, the cracked and flickering panel that Dipper had messed with began to play another song.
(listen to Awake and Alive by Skillet!)
The energy blast dissipated, and suddenly, Dib's right hand crackled with electricity, transforming into a hammer made of pure energy. "Look at me! I'm ripping off a beloved comic book character!" he taunted, swinging the hammer down at Wendy and Dipper. They had to jump to avoid the impact, which resulted in a massive explosion of electricity that annihilated the floating piece beneath them.
Dipper yelled in dismay as he was pushed back by the force, drifting deeper into the void until Wendy grabbed him by the leg and pulled him close. They collapsed onto another floating piece just in time to see Zib's colossal hand descending to squash them like bugs. Wendy quickly jumped to the next piece to avoid the impending doom.
Meanwhile, blasters fired at Zib, accompanied by shouted jeers. "EAT SUPERHEATED PLASMA, YOU BIG-HEADED MONKEY BUG HYBRIDIZED ABOMINATION!"
The blasts didn't burn the Hybrid's face; they only served to annoy him, prompting a snarl. "I'm gonna bust you up, Mutated Intergalactic Cockroach! Then, I'm gonna wear your clothes!"
"That was weird,"The Irken commented, genuinely taken aback by that retort. Dib cringed, recalling how he had previously said something similar about wearing his 'enemy's clothes.'
Zib swatted at Zim, sending him and Dib floating away. Just as a part of Zib's hand struck Zim from behind, he fell toward the void. With his thrusters damaged, two spider legs emerged from Zim's Pak, anchoring him to a piece of floating debris. He slingshotted himself upward, dodging another swat from Zib, who had turned his hand into a literal bug swatter. Dib and Zim responded by firing their respective weapons at it—Dib with his disembodied robot fusion hand and Zim with his blaster. Zib moaned in pain, pulling his hand back to nurse the injury.
As Zim and Dib jumped from one debris piece to another while shooting at Zib, the hybrid's eyes turned purple, preparing to unleash his laser vision. But before he could fire, Wendy activated her proton axe and slashed across his arm, causing him to slam both her and Dipper away.
"ZIM! Take them!" The Membrane boy shouted, noticing the Fallers plummeting into the void.
"Don't tell the mighty Zim what to do!" The insectoid alien protested, but he jumped toward them anyway. "HOLD ON, MY THING ORANGUTAN!"
"Okay, green bean!" The Corduroy grabbed onto one of Zim's spider legs while Dipper held onto her tightly.
"BE READY FOR A SLINGSHOT MANEUVER!" A robotic tube emerged from Zim's Pak, anchoring onto a piece of debris and creating a swing like the Moon orbiting Earth. Although his thrusters were damaged, they still provided enough thrust to propel them forward. Unfortunately, during the maneuver, Wendy lost her grip on her proton axe. Dipper quickly grabbed it, almost leading him to fall back, but Wendy caught him just in time—only for Dib to grab her as well.
"OW, MY JOINTS!" Dib squeaked, feeling his hand stretch uncomfortably.
"DIPPER, TURN ON THE AXE!" Wendy urged, her voice urgent.
"But what—"
"Trust me!"
Dipper nodded and activated the axe's energy blade.
"FIIIIIRE!" Zim roared as they reached the peak of their momentum, causing Wendy to release her grip on Dipper.
Dipper yelped but quickly pointed the proton axe in Zib's direction. Seeing this, Zib commanded debris to shield him, but a barrage of mini-missiles launched from Zim's back, destroying the debris and jolting Zib enough to make him look away. It was a fatal mistake; the Pak on the back of his head, with a section of its shell cracked and flickering with electricity from Dipper's earlier stunt, was now exposed and vulnerable.
Before Zib could react, Dipper, using the force of his momentum, plunged the axe deep into the Pak. The axe ripped through it, causing everything to slow momentarily before the Pak cracked further. A brilliant flash of light exploded with Zib's agonized scream, illuminating the void.
Suddenly, the pocket reality collapsed, and they found themselves back in Zib's ship, thrown to the floor as the music from the panel abruptly stopped. The entire ship convulsed, electric sparks flying as parts began to crumble around them.
"It's gonna blow!" Dib vocalized, panic rising in his voice.
"But…! We'd be lost in the multiverse forever!" Dipper shouted, trepidation evident in his tone.
Zim didn't waste a moment responding. The first thing he did was rush to the panel, cursing under his breath. "Let monkeys play with technology, and I wonder how royally they irk it up!" he muttered as he pushed buttons and tapped the screen until it pinged positively.
"There! It's on autopilot now! You can show your appreciation to the Almighty Zim after this!" he declared, returning to the others.
As Dib ran, he noticed the moaning Zib and quickly went back to him, grabbing him by the shoulder. "Help me, bestie!" he called out, and Dipper hurried to assist him.
The Invader snarled in frustration. "Are you irking kidding me!? Leave that bastard hybrid to die, you bleeding-heart apes!"
"That doesn't mean we should leave him!" The Pines objected.
Zim mocked him in response. "Uh huh, and what exactly do you think would happen if the big-headed mongrel didn't turn his head around or if the axe hit anywhere but his Pak? Besides, he may as well be dead with the damage on his Pak!"
Suddenly, Zib jolted up in a delirious state. "I'M ZIIIM! No, I'm Dib! No, I am—!" His body contorted as if he were being electrocuted before going limp once more.
"Great Uncle Ford may be able to fix him!" Dipper reasoned, but Zim scoffed disdainfully as they all rushed out of the ship. He chose not to raise any more objections because there was no time, and the thought of Zib owing his life to him was satisfying for now.
As they exited, the ship jolted from within, as if a singularity were sucking it from the inside. The group hurried into the house just as the ship was pulled in, forming a singularity that eventually collapsed and exploded in a brilliant light, sending the group flying past the window of Robbie's house, making them yelp in surprise.
The house, along with the earth beneath it, returned to Gravity Falls, filling the hole it had left behind.
The group groaned, with the exception of Zib, who remained down as they got up.
Gir waved his hand energetically. "Hi, masta! Hi, Harry! Hi, Gwen! Hi, Maple!"
That was when Zim stood up and loudly declared, "HAHA! VICTORY FOR ZIM! FOR ZIM ALMIGHTY JUST VANQUISHED THIS HIDEOUS HYBRID BY HIMSELF!" He kicked the slumbering Zib, earning him glares from his companions, with Wendy smacking Zim on the head.
"Hey! What's that for?" He looked back at her, genuinely baffled.
Dib got up and felt something under him. "Hey, what's this?" He looked back to see Tir, half-crushed into the floor and unresponsive. "Oops."
Just then, he received a hit on his shoulder. "Ow, hey!" He turned to see his sister.
"You're a moron," Gaz said flatly. Dib nearly rolled his eyes but widened them in surprise when the Purple Membrane did something very uncharacteristic leaving him befuddled: she briefly hugged him before pulling away and adding, "You tell anyone, I will send my robot toys after you." Dib rolled his eyes, but amusement crept in this time.
Gretchen approached and caught Dib off guard by kissing him, though this time he reciprocated.
"These hopeless idiots," The Membrane girl shook her head, though a hint of amusement was evident.
Dipper was also being hugged by his sister, who was openly affectionate. "You kicked ass, bro bro! Is that true what Wendy said!?" she exclaimed excitedly.
"Well, I can't take all the credit…" Hetried to be humble, but he heard Wendy's loud snort of disbelief as she playfully punched his shoulder.
"Dude! You overcharged your magnet gun into an EMP and plunged the axe into that creep's Pak! That was badass as hell! But if you ever put yourself in danger like that again, I'll learn necromancy just to kick your zombie ass!" she grinned, making Dipper chuckle.
"And I too!" Mabel said in feigned anger, punching his shoulder playfully as well.
Dipper raised his hands in surrender. "If that happens, you have my permission to kick my zombie ass."
The Redhead placed a hand on his shoulder and said sincerely, "You're the coolest person I've ever known."
Dipper's eyes fluttered as he flushed.
Meanwhile, Pacifica, with a twitching eye, gripped the cup in her hand so tightly that it crushed, spilling its contents without a care, some of which splattered on her expensive clothes and Candy and Grenda sympathetically held hands on her shoulder.
"Everything I know is a lie! My shipping book needs a rework!" Mabel wailed in faux outrage, seeing her brother getting along with Wendy instead of Pacifica, as she had hoped in her Shipping Book. This only made Dipper blush harder, causing both Mabel and Wendy to laugh at his expense.
As other Fallers and schoolmates arrived, Robbie looked despondently at the ruined house. "My parents are gonna kill me…"
Unbeknownst to everyone, Zib was not actually unconscious; he was savoring one last act of revenge. A small spider arm with a sharp dagger at the end emerged, and suddenly, he jumped up, awake, roaring furiously at Zim and Dib. "AAAARGH!"
Wendy was quick to react. While everyone else was startled, she grabbed her regular axe—her Proton Axe having been destroyed—and swung it, hitting the robotic limb and knocking it to the ground. Gaz approached with an angry expression and punched Zib in the face with such force that he lost a few of his ugly teeth, saliva spilling from his mouth as he fell back to the ground.
Still not giving up, Zib got up with a growl, holding his jaw and spewing a baleful rant like a cornered, injured animal. "You think you're better than me, don't you!? You parading little 'heroes' with your stupid smiles and pathetic lives!" He glared at the Fallers before turning back to his alternate self. "Dib, you insufferable know-it-all! Every day, it's the same sad search for validation with you, trying to expose Zim like he's some sort of misunderstood freak! What are you even accomplishing? You think… YOU THINK it changes anything? Trust me, you will ALWAYS be the outcast freak with a large head!"
He then pointed at Zim. "YOU!—oh, the irony! An alien invader who can't even conquer a lunchroom table! You both are a joke! You prance around acting like you matter, but guess what? You're as worthless as that cafeteria food nobody wants to touch! Everyone at school laughs at me and you both while you stumble through your meaningless lives, just as I did! You think your pranks and schemes make you special? They're just reminders that if society were a real place, not a fake metaphorical construct to enslave, you'd be banished to the dark corners where no one can hear your pathetic cries!" Zim just scoffed unimpressed.
Zib glared back at Gaz, who crossed her arms with a stoney face at this aberration of her brother. "And Gaz—my DEAR little sister! Don't even get me started on you! You keep your games close, hiding behind your screen! Just a bitter little brat, always sneering at me and mumbling under your breath. You could use a lesson in being a decent sister, but nooooo, playing the role of the cold-hearted harpy is so much easier, isn't it? You don't care about anyone but yourself, your stupid video games, and your unhealthy love for fast food!" He then giggled madly, rubbing his hand across his face which made the other Fallers and Skoolmates uncomfortable.
"And then there's my 'dear old dad.' Ugh, the ignorance! I could scream! He thinks he's some kind of genius because he works at a laboratory, but he's just as lost as the rest of them! A careless ghost flitting through his own empty life while I linger in the shadows, unseen and unheard, screaming out for recognition! He looks at me like I'm a waste, but what does he know about wasting potential? He's the ultimate waste himself!"
Zib then looked at the schoolmates and growled. "Ignorance runs rampant—all around me, inside of me! Everybody in this twisted, delusional place, with their shallow thoughts and mediocre dreams, is just suffocating the will to breathe! They all take up space, like rotting food in the back of a fridge! Why can't they see? Why can't they understand that they're all willfully blind!?" He cackled madly. "I want to burn it all down! I want to watch it all burn!—school, society, the entire multiverse—turn it to ash and make those once-cocky fools watch as it all fades away! Just me and the ashes of what came before! A cleansing fire to keep me company! AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
He cackled again, this time with even more hysteria. "I'm not the problem; it's them—the masses, the ordinary, the uninspired! They're the true waste of oxygen, filling this world with their ridiculous laughter and empty conversations! And one day, when everything's turned to cinders, maybe then they'll understand what they've lost. Maybe then, in the ashes, they'll see something that resembles my pain, my fury, my resolve! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!"
"Oh, shut up and take a chill pill, you green meanie!" Mabel had had enough. She grabbed a can of soda she found and spilled it on Zib's face. This caused the already damaged Pak to begin burning, enveloping Zib in fire and electricity as he screamed, being cooked alive. His skin and body started melting, and he kept shrieking in immense agony while everyone stared in horror.
"AAAAAAAAH! I'M MELTING! I'M MEEEELTIIIING!" By this point, his lower half had turned into a puddle of green goo, and he didn't stop melting like wax. "WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS MELTING DOOOOOOM—!?" Finally, only his clawed hand remained, reaching out to the heavens until it too melted away.
Mabel gaped; that was not what she expected to happen when she did that.
Robbie jumped into Tambry's arms, but she was not amused and dropped him.
Everyone stared at the puddle of green goo that used to be Zib for what felt like an eternity.
"What the f- " Jessica did not finished her sentence when suddenly when a bubble came from the goo and the imploded like a toxic slime.
"Wow, new nightmare material," Gaz commented blandly. She didn't need to see her brother melting into goo. Gretchen shared the same dismay though more expressively.
Brian felt green so as Aki.
Carl and Chunk went away and puked their stomachs out in a rush.
"NO NOT THE FAMILY CHAIR!" The Valentino boy dismayed.
Dib looked at the puddle of goo, then back at Zib, then at the goo again, and finally back at Mabel, his mouth agape and eyes bulging. "You… melted my alternate self!" he croaked.
"I know…" Mabel replied, still in a trance.
"YOU KILLED MY ALTERNATE SELF!" He raised his voice in horror.
"I KNOW!" she cried out in dismay.
"YOU KILLED MY ALTERNATE SELF, WHO I THOUGHT WAS DEAD AND WAS GONNA HAVE A REDEMPTION ARC, ONLY FOR YOU TO FREAKING MELT HIM INTO A PUDDLE OF GOO!"
"I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" She cried out, her hands in her hair as she was on the verge of tears. She then collapsed against her brother's shoulder, sobbing.
Zim looked at the green goo and huffed. "Meh, never liked the multiverse anyway. Nothing but remixing the same dookie thing."
Just then, the door was violently slammed open, and in came Soos, Stan, and Ford, the latter shouting, "KIDS! ZIM IS—!" He and the other adults stopped short when they saw the scene.
"Uhm, what did we miss?" the conman Pines asked.
Notes: first music is Can't stop the feeling by Justin Timberlake.