My Crazy Partner (Dib x Oc) (Invader Zim Fan Fiction)

The New Place....

-Dibs P.O.V.-

I was walking with Gwen and giving her a small tour of Swollen Eyeballs headquarters. As we were walking of course I got dirty looks and people whispering about me. One thing I've gotten use to was being made fun of for believeing in aliens. Gwen was staring at a group of scientist who was muttering something about me I'm sure, and looks at me. "Your not very popular around here are you?" She smirks at me and I shake my head. "No people here think I'm insane for believing in aliens." One of her eyebrows raised and she stated. "This is a society based off of supernatual and paranormal shit. And they think your crazy for believing in aliens." I nodded, and she flew her head back and let out a crackling laughter that caught everyones attention.

We finally made it to a large white room filled with tables and a kitchen connected on the right. It was pretty late at night so there was no line, I order a whole pizza for us to share. Before I could pay for it she pulls her cash out first and slams it at the counter. "I'll pay for the food if you keep giving me drinks." I cracked a half smile and nodded. "I think I can arrange that." She sits at a table not to far away from the kitchen and I joined her. We continued talking about each other I explained how I was very passionate about the paranormal since I was a boy. She didn't speak much but she was listening seemed like she was interested in what I was walking about. It was really nice to talk to someone who didn't think I was insane.

As we were talking someone came behind me and rudly interrupted us. "Well if it isn't my favorite big headed psycho, so who's the girl?" One of the scientist who enjoyed being complete asshole toward me at any chance he got. He was taller and had more muscles then I did. He also had dark brown hair and a smirk that annoyed the hell out of me. We called him agent Nessie. "What's a cute girl like you doing with this crazy fuck?" She glared him down. "I'm his new partner." She replied trying to hold back anger. "Why don't you ditch him and be my partner?" He gives her a flirtatious smile and she grins back. "I don't do partners, I sure as shit wouldn't wanna be partners with a sad, pathedic, asshole, such as yourself."

I had to hold back my laughter and he smacks me upside the head. Before I could say or do anything she jumps over the table and threw a fist back and nailed him in the face causing him to fall flat on his ass and his nose gushing blood. "Lay hands on him again and I'll show you a world of hurt. I'm so much more then just a pretty face." He jumps up and gets in Gwen's face and grabs her by the collar of her jacket. "I'm not afraid to hit a bitch like you." He spits in her face and she wipes it and smiles. She grabs his arms and flips him over her shoulders. "Well it's a good thing I'm not your average bitch. Leave him and me alone final warning fuck face." She had a smile that gave me chills. It was sinister like she was about to commit a murder.

Apparently him as well after that statement he took off running and screams. "You're going to regret that." She sarcastically holds up her hand and says, "You ever want your ass kicked again you know where to find me." I knew she had some muscles but I didn't realize how strong she really was. "Wow, I've never met a woman who could man handle a guy. Well except my sister Gaz but I'm sure shes a demon." She sits back down and rubs the back of her head. "Being a chick who's usually alone gotta learn how to protect yourself from monsters and perverted assholes like that bag of dicks."

Seconds later a woman brought us a hot fresh pepperoni pizza. Gwen didn't even hesitate she just started bashing on the pizza like she hadn't eaten in days. Consider how skinny she was she probably hasn't. "When was the last time you ate?" I couldn't help but to pry. She got pink and said with a mouth full of pizza, "Yesh-erday..." She was lying, but I wasn't trying to embarrass her. She also looked like she hadn't changed cloths or had a shower. I could still see old blood and dirt on her shirt and
matted knots in her hair. She glances at me starting at her and she asks, "Why are you starting at me?" I blushed a little and quickly responded back, "No reason just you look like you've been threw hell."

She looks at herself and sees she was a mess, "Well with my line of work, you hardly sleep, eat, shower, and constantly alert at all times. You also turn into an alcoholic, I've had to steal and hussle people out of money just to survive. It's a pretty thankless job but someone has to do it." I was starting to feel really guilty for her, she saves people's lives while hers stays miserable.

"Do you have somewhere to stay for the night?" I ask and she holds up her keys. "I got a mobile home." I assumed she was referring to her vehicle. "I know you don't know me that well, but if you would like to I have a house not to far from here I got a spare bedroom you can crash in." She points a slice of pizza at me. "I don't need your charity, I've been taking care of myself for a long time." I wasn't trying to hurt her pride but I did offer something I'm sure she would love.

"I have showers and a full bar in my kitchen and basment." She stops mid bite and grabs the rest of what's left of the pizza and starts walking. "Ok, you've convenienced me let's go..."

-Gwens P.O.V.-

I didn't want to take his help it was literally eating at me. But, the dried blood, sweat, and dirt all over my body said differently. Plus, if he kept a eight hundred dollar bottle of whiskey in his work fridge who knows what other good liquor he had at his house. That was something I couldn't pass up. Hell I might get drunk for free tonight. He followed me outside to my piece of shit car. He looks at it disgust and back at me, "This is yours?" I rolled my eyes and was starting to think this guy grew up rich and spoiled. "She's a piece of shit but, at least she runs." I cleaned the old fast food wrappers and empty cigarette packs and threw them in the back of my car. He gets in the passanger seat and lites another cigarette. "Alright where am I driving to?" I ask and he pulls out his phone and shows me the GPS coordinates to his place.

He really wasn't too far away just fifteen minutes down the road. As we were driving I played an old CD mix I made when I was seventeen. First song to play was Bat Country by Avenged Sevenfold. "So your a rock fan?" He looks at me and offers a cigarette. My eyes shift over at him then back at the road while I grabbed one of his smokes.  Then I give him a half smirk while the cigarette rests on my lips. "I also like techno." He kicks something on the floor board that sounded like a bunch of metal clicking against each other. He searches past the layer of food wrappers and sees multiple knives and daggers. Then reaches and pulls out my machete.

He gave me a concerning look, I couldn't help but to let out a laugh almost dropping my smoke. "Before you ask, no I'm not a serial killer. Each of those blade is made by different material for certain monsters and what they're weak against. That bad boy your holding is my favorite for decapitation." He turns pale and carefully puts it in the back seat. "Have you ever killed anything Dib?" I ask having a feeling he's never taken a life before.

"No, can't say I have. I'm just a scientist I study the bodies and live specimens that come in." He answers me honestly. I look around for a lighter and he again lights my cigarette for me while I drive. "How many times have you killed?" He asks me and I had to think about it for a moment. "Personally, I lost track a long time ago I've been killing since I was a kid. There's a lot of blood on my hands, both monsters and humans unfortunately." Not all my hunts have been successful, I've gotten people killed in the process. I roll my window down and throw the end of my cigarette out.

I hear his phone say in a robotic voice, "Your destination is on the right." I pull up infront of a gate bigger than my car. I look past that to see what looked like a victorian mansion. My jaw dropped and my eyes got big. "This is your fucking house?" He nods and says, "One of many." He reaches out the window and puts in a code in a box connected to the gate. Then the gates open up and I stare around in awe. Now I knew for sure this dude was stupid rich.