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

The First Mission...

-The Next Morning-

-Dibs P.O.V.-

I woke up to the smell of bacon hitting me which caused my stomach to growl. I couldn't help but follow the scent into the kitchen. I see Gwen dressed up in a black three-piece woman's business suit. She was also wearing a long brunette wig which made her look like a totally different person. She even had makeup on her face. "You hungry?" She asks me without looking away from the food she was cooking. Before I could respond she heard my stomach growl from across the room.

She quickly makes me a plate with sunny side eggs, some french toast, and several strips of crispy bacon. The way she had it laid out made it look like it was from a five-star restaurant. "I may not act like a lady but I sure as hell can cook better than any basic housewife bitch." She points at me with the spatula at me and smirks. "So what's with the outfit?" I ask with a mouth full of bacon. She pours a glass of coffee and sets it in front of me. Then pours herself a cup of coffee then spiked it with some whiskey from a flask she pulled out of her back pocket. "I went through your phone and saw our first mission. Gotta hunt down werewolf a few towns over. So, I got on my laptop and did some research and found out there have been multiple "animal attacks" that have happened in that town recently." She put emphasis on the animal attacks.

I was surprised how well organized she was with everything and impressed by her cooking skills. Also concerned about how she got into my room and went through my phone while I was asleep. "Hope you can stomach that food, cause we're going straight to the crime scene after your ass gets dressed. A body was found this morning outside a park, and like the other stories same coincidence, people with their hearts ripped out of their chest." Halfway through eating my food, I was starting to lose my appetite.

She then tosses a fake F.B.I. badge in front of me. "Hurry up special agent Seeley Booth." I examined the I.D. and gave her an annoyed look. "Gwen, you do know it's illegal to impersonate a federal agent?" She flips out her badge and says. "That's special agent Liv Moore to you! Now hurry up we're going to be late." I shook my head. It's one thing to make fake badges it's another to put fictional characters names on them from TV shows.

-Gwen's P.O.V.-

Once Dib finally got ready wearing a gray suit, hair brushed back, and took out all his piercings. He cleaned up really nicely, "Looking sharp." I finger banged him and he blushed a little. "This seems like a terrible idea." He complains and I pat his back. "Hey, I do this literally all the time. I got a box full of fake I.D.s from F.B.I., to health inspectors, my fakes are legit." He shakes his head in disapproval. "How are you not arrested?" "It's only illegal if you get caught," I added and he couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

As we walked to my car Dib holds up a set of keys. "We're taking my car this time." I roll my eyes, "Fine, but I'm bringing a few things." I reach into my car and grab two pure silver daggers, a pair of pure silver fingerless gloves, and three guns fully loaded as well as a box filled with homemade silver bullets. I handed him my three fifty seven mag colt revolver long barrel and had my snub-nosed safely tucked away in a gun case strapped to my hip. He stared at the gun examining it like it was a specimen.

"You've never shot a gun have you?" I asked without hesitation he points it at a tree with relatively large leaves and shots three of them in a row perfectly. My eyebrows raised and I nodded in approval. I gave him a small golf clap and make a snide remark. "You're not completely useless after all." He rolls his eyes and tucks the gun behind his back making it hidden. "Come on we got an hour drive." He goes into his garage and comes out in a two thousand nineteen SRT Hell Cat charger. It was jet black with metallic flakes that made it sparkle like a diamond in the sunlight. He pulls up next to me and says, "Are you going keep eye humping my car or are you getting in?" I get in and joke back, "Can I do both?"  I throw the daggers and bullets in the back of the car and quickly got in.

Once we were in the car the awkward silence came back. I reach in my pocket to and pulled out just my Zippo. "Damnit..." I mumbled once I realized I had no smokes.
"You out of cigarettes?" Dib asks while concentrating on the road. "Maybe..." He opens the glove box for me and I see a full carton of Marbrol Reds. "You can smoke some of mine for now." I grab a pack out and  smacked it against my hand to pack down the tabacco. I open it up and pull one out and lite it with my Zippo.

After an hour of awkward silence we finally reach our destination. We parked by a few cop cars and I dust the ashes off my outfit and put on my game face. "Let's get to it agent Booth." We walk up to the crime scene and see an area barricaded by police tape. I slide underneath it and walk up to a police officer. Dib was close behind and looked a little nervous. "How may I help you two?" The officer was a heavy set man, with a porno stash and smelt like coffee and B.O. I cleared my throat and started talking in a different voice. "Good morning officer, agent Moore, and this is my new partner agent Booth." I show him my badge and nudged Dib to show his. "What's the feds doing with a case like this?"

Before I could speak up Dib steps in. "We're here on behalf of the multiple killings caused by animals. We believe that these are no accident but a person who has highly trained exotic pets to kill for them. Do any of the victims have anything in common with each other?" The officer eyebrow raised toward me and back at him, I was just as impressed to be honest. "Nothing other than the fact their all women." While Dib kept the officer distracted for me I looked around for any evidence of a werewolf. I stole a pair of gloves from forensics and went and check out the body.

I see a figure under a white sheet covered in blood. I lift the cover up and saw a body mangled and torn into pieces. The woman's face was mauled off, seeing tissue in places it shouldn't ever reach, as well as shattered teeth. It was a pretty gruesome site, moments later while looking at the body I hear someone gasp behind me. I turn around to see Dib covering his mouth and eyes as wide as dinner plates. he darted toward a tree a few feet away from me and started hurling the breakfast I made him this morning. "My cooking isn't that bad!" I tried to lighten the mood and he just looks at me after wiping his mouth and shouts back. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I couldn't help myself but to smirk, being around gory shit like this all my life you cant help but to have a seriously sick and disturbed sense of humor. 

I look down toward the woman's hand and seen patches of fur under her fingernail, one thing was for sure it wasn't bear fur. She was also wearing a white gold wedding band on her left ring finger. So you were married, bet you had kids too. I quickly take a swig of my flask while no one was looking til I jumped when I heard someone was screaming. "Please let me see my wife!" I snapped my head to look over to see a man in his mid thirtys being held back by several police officers. I walked past the officers and looked at the man. "Do you honestly wanna see your wife right now sir? I must warn you now its not a pleasant site, defiantly not the last memory of her you would want to see." The man started breaking down in tears. "I don't care I just wanna see her one last time please...." He begged and pleaded. "Let him threw..." I ordered the cops, some of them gave me a questionable look and I held up my badge showing I had more authority over them. (Which I didn't but its fun to pretend.) The cops did what I asked and let him go and the man leaned over his wife's corpse. He slowly lifts the sheet and covers his mouth and howls in pain. He went into an hysteria breakdown screaming and asking God why her. He tried to pet the top of her bloody hair, then came straight to me tears still falling down his face. "Find whatever did this to her, you hear me. I want what ever did this to her torched and killed!" he shouts in my face angerly, I go in my back pocket and pull out my flask and hand it to the man. "I will find the culprit that did this to your wife." He takes my flask and chugs whats was left of it. He went back and continued grieving over his wife. 

I stood by the man he pulls out a photo of him his wife and their two kids. One looked about five years old a little boy wearing a stripped blue and white shirt, and a little girl who looked about a year or so younger then her brother. She was wearing a yellow poofy dress and curly blonde hair like the man standing before me. The cops surrounded the body and looked at me "We need to take the body to the morgue ma'am." I glare at the officer and reply back with authority. "Give the man a minute to grieve over his wife." I step on something that poked threw my shoe and stab my foot. I look down to see a claw too sharp to be any normal animals claw, I slide it in my pocket before anyone noticed. "Agent Booth, come on we need to head out." Dib stands behind me still looking green, "Does someone need a barf bag for the drive home?"I teased and he glares at me and back at the body and started gagging.