The Evil Dib

a clone

When dib woke up the first thing he noticed was that his arm hurt. The second thing he noticed was his window was open, with the familiar scratches around the lock that could only mean zim had picked it with his pak legs.

He felt a little dizzy, and had the slightest headache. He picked up the rubix cube on his desk, and suddenly saw the solution as if it was the easiest thing. He solved it quickly, and took some ibprophen that was sitting on his bedside table.

"Son! Breakfast!" His dad called from downstairs. Dib hopped out of bed and put on hia favorite tshirt, ripped black skinny jeans, and his new red hightop converse that his dad had bought for him after months of begging.

He ran down stairs and scarfed down breakfast, scrolling through tumblr on his phone. It was a little weird that he still had a tumblr after so long, but it was alot better for concpericys and cool mothman artwork than things like facebook. As he was scrolling, he was quickly able to point out typos and logical errors in posts he found, and felt proud of himself for noticing the fakes so fast.

He came across a post about a creature that could clone itself, and that made dib think about how cool itd be to have a clone.
He drank the last of his coffee and thought about how much easier calturing zim would be if there was two of him.

"Dad! Can i use your lab for science stuff!" Dib asked, and his father nodded. Dib ran down the stairs and began looki g through dads old machines, eventually finding all the stuff he needed to make his very own cloning machine. He put the parts together and stepped inside, letting the machine do its thing before making a dinging noise when it finished scanning him.

There was a bright flash of light and there, in the other side of the machine, was an exact copy of himself, except this one with a pair of bright purple eyes.

"W-whoa!" They both said at the same time

"It worked!" The original dib shouted and the clone high fived him.

"Son! You have company!" His dad shouted from upstairs and the dibs looked at eachother panicked.

"Stay here" original dib said, "ill go see who it is" clone dib nodded, and began tinkering with the machine parts.

Dib hopped up the stairs and saw that zim was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of coffee like a human.

"Zim! What are YOU doing here?" Dib yelped, nearly falling backwards in suprise. Zim also looked suprised. Dib noticed his contacts were slightly crooked, and that he was holding a single flower that seemed to be picked from dibs front yard.

"Quiet human!" He yelled, squinting at him. "You are acting... Strange"

"Strange? Zim, youre the one in my house! On a saturday!" Dib accused. His dad sat down a glass of orange juice at dibs spot at the table.

"Son, dont be rude to your boyfriend!" He scolded, grabbing his shoulders and ushering him to his spot at the table.

"B-boyfriend!? W-whats going on here!" Dib shouted, confused.
"Be quiet dib-stink. I was simply here to.... T-to ask you to be my date to the prom." Zim held out the flower dib had noticed earlier. It was crumpled up a little and dib almost thought that zim looked. Nervous.

"P-PROM??!" Dib shouted, standing up from his seat. "W-with you??"

Zim looked at him confused.

"Why arent you saying yes?"

Dib wanted to say "because i hate you" but then he thought that might not actually be totally true, then he wanted to say "because were enemies" but that mightve been wrong too. "Because youre a boy" "because im not gay" "because i dont even wanna go to prom" "because youre an alien"

Dib stuttered on his words
"B-because-"

"No" zim cut him off "you shouldnt be... Able to say no" dib realised that zim mustve done something to him to make him into a slave last night. He doesnt know how he knew that.

"Whatever you did to me zim, it didnt work, so leave." He put his foot down, crossing his arms at him angerly. Zim crushed the flower in his grip, dropping the petals onto the table.

Zim felt tears well up in his eyes, and dib almost felt bad for him.
"So youre... Rejecting zim? Y-you cant!" He said.

"Dib, thats not very nice" his dad cut in "hes your boyfriend"

"D-dad!!!!! Hes hes n-not my boyfriend!! Hes not even my friend! Hes a monster!"

Zim stormed out of the house, angry, confused, and a little hurt, although he doesnt know why. It was just another failed experiment, but maybe part of him really did hope dib would say yes, even though he would never say yes to someone like him. A freak. An alien. A monster.

He ran home to cry, and dib was left standing alone in his kitchen.
"Whoa man" gaz said, appearing at the top of the stairs with her game slave "that was pretty harsh"

Dib started to feel bad. It wasnt lile zim would be particularly bad to date, infact he was kind of.. Pretty. As far as aliens went. And he was funny, and he had known zim longer than hes known anyone really.

And he guesses prom with zim could almost be... Fun. Dib could dress up in a suit and maybe zim would wear one too, or a dress if the school would even let him. It could almost be... Fun..

Oh god dib thought to himself i love him... I love zim... And j just rejected his invitation to prom.