The Evil Dib

dresses

Dib woke to the feeling of rain on his face. His hair was drenched, he was soaked, and worst if all, zim was missing.

Dibs face throbbed in pain as he stood up and tried to remember where he was. The roof. Right. He thought as he looked iver the edge. It made him dizzy, hishead spinning and this time without thoughts of jumping. His stomach growled and ached, and hes been in wet clothes for hours. If he was ginna save zim, he had to get himself taken care of first. He trudged back home again, bare feet sore and scratched from the pavment. He nearly fell in the door, going straight to the kitchen, leaving puddles wherever he stepoed.

"Holy shit dib" his sister, gaz, spoke from the table as he walked by "you look like shit" he poured himself a bowl of mysterious-mysteries sponsered cheerios and turned to gst the milk.

"Clone. Evil. Got zim." He simplified, pouring milk in and grabbing a spoon, shoveling it in his mouth.

"Oh man" she grimaced, watching him eat like he had never eated before.  "What are you gonna do about prom tonight?"

Dib choked on his cheerios

"Tonight?" Dib spat out, checking the clock on the wall

7:45.

How long had he been out?
He scarfed down his cheerios and ran upstairs, stopping at the top and turning around to shout into the kitchen

"Wait, why arent you dressed?"

"Because thats lame as hell" she frowned at him, "now go get ready to save your boyfriend. "

Dib sprinted for his room, throwing the door open and wodly searching for something to wear. He laid eyes on his suit, one he had wore to award ceremonies for his dad. He tossed off his soaked clothes and stumbled his way into the perfectly tailored suit, running a brush through his hair and digging out a spare pair of glasses. He always had at least one spare just incase zim broke them during their fights. He switched them out and enjoyed being able to see for the first time today. His hands shook as he tied his tie, then gathered his breifcase. He turned to his desk, which was significantly messier than how hed left it. He saw pages and pages of calculations poe had done, and one circled in bold. Dib scanned the papers and had the horrifying realization of exactly what poe was going to do. Like a frieght train a memory slammed into his head, a memory of poe reverse engineering whatever ran through his dna, whatever zim had injected him with. He heard his thoughts, he thoughts of turning the school into mindless zombies by correcting what zim did wrong. Thoughts of spiking the punch with this instead of liquor. Dib knew where poe had taken zim, and dib bolted out his door, down the stairs, and towards the school

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*System Startup*

The words blinked behind zims eyes before he opened them, the bright pink irken lettering imprinting onto his brain. Dazed, he lifted his head up and struggled to focus on anything in the dark room around him. He tried to move but found his wrists bound. The feeling of the rope against his bare skin was odd, and a huge red flag concidering an invader was never seen out of complete uniform, including gloves.

He looked down and could see his regular outfit had been replaced with a bright pink gown,  it had a sweetheard neckline, and a large black sash tied into a bow at his back. It fluffed out into a cupcake style dress, and ended just at his knees. The only remainder of his uniform was his knee high black boots.

"What the hell" he groanned. He pulled at his restraints, managing to skoot the chair across the floor a little.

"Its pretty isnt it?" Poe grinned from across the room. "I thought itd look nice on you" the room was dim and the light above him flickered, but zim could still clearly see a ring of purple behind his brown contacts, and the dark blue suit he wore.