Chapter 13-Closure

Gaz's POV

"You're… An… Alien?" breathed Dad. I looked over at Tak, who stared at my dad like he was waving a weapon in her face. No one said anything, until my stupid brother opened his mouth.

"Dad-it's not what it looks like!"

Dad looked at him.

"Son… All this time I thought you were crazy... But you were telling the truth!"

Dib looked like he was gonna panic.

"Uh… Yeah… Well, I guess, but-"

"I'm so sorry I doubted you! I'm… So proud of you, son!"

Dib didn't say anything to that. For the past four years, he had been trying to convince out dad that Zim was an alien, who was trying to take over Earth. Dad had thought he was crazy. I hadn't thought about it much, but I guess it must have hurt him, that his own dad had thought he was insane.

"It's… Okay," Dib mumbled. Zim cleared his throat.

"Um… Yes. Professor, we really have to ask that you don't tell anyone about this."

Dad shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but I can't. This is probably the biggest scientific discovery since Project Kiwi! I'm not letting it go unacknowledged!"

Dib stood up.

"I can't let you do this, Dad! Tak's my friend! I lo-"

He cut himself off. Zim raised an eyebrow, obviously guessing what Dib was about to say. I was disgusted.

Dad took a few steps towards Tak.

"Tak, run!" yelled Zim.

Tak jumped up, even though she was still pretty weak. Before even I could see what was happening, Dad had taken a remote out of him pocket and was pressing a large red button. Even if the large metal bars hadn't appeared on the door, Tak probably wouldn't have gotten too far. She stumbled over her own weight and collapsed on the floor.

Dib was hysterical. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"I didn't know he could do that! Did you know he could do that?"

His voice was higher than normal, probably because of the stress.

Don't get me wrong-I wouldn't say I like Tak. But I have to admit she's pretty cool. I didn't really want her to get dissected or whatever it was scientists do to aliens. So, I guess I was kinda ticked that Dad had found out about her.

Dad took out his cell phone and dialed. Dib and Zim were shouting angrily at him while Tak stood there like an idiot.

"Hello, Niles? Membrane. You won't believe what my son brought home!"

Part of me (the small part that wasn't too ashamed of being related to Dib) couldn't believe what was going on. It didn't feel right that my dad finally believed my stupid brother about something, but there was nothing I could do.

Dib's POV

NO! my mind screamed. It all seemed too surreal-my dad trying to convince a scientist that we had discovered an alien. I knew one thing, though: I loved tak and I wasn't going to let her be destroyed. So, I did the most logical, rational thing that came to mind: I told Zim's robot to steal my dad's phone.

"Okay, Dibbeh!" he shouted. He jumped up and grabbed my dad's head.

"Hey-o!" he screamed. He snatched the phone and ran into the kitchen. Dad chased after him.

"HEY! YOU GIVE THAT BACK!" he bellowed. Gir giggled as he ran around the room, occasionally saying something into the phone.

"I eat soap! I wear pants on my head! I'm a mongoose!"

He ran back into the living room and right past Zim and me. As Dad passed, Zim jumped up and clamped something around his head.

"Where did come from?" I asked.

"My Pak," he said simply. He looked back at Dad.

"Professor Membrane. Do you hear me?"

"I hear you," my dad replied in a monotone.

"Good. Now, Membrane… Tak here-" he jerked his head at Tak-"isn't an alien. She's wearing a very elaborate… Halloween… Costume…" Zim made a face like he didn't approve of his own explanation. "No… You don't believe in aliens. That's just your crazy son talking."

"Thanks, Zim, you're the best."

"Now, you should go… Take a nap… Or whatever."

Dad nodded and turned around to go into his bedroom. When he was gone, I released the breath that I realized I had been holding. Tak smiled at me. She looked like she was recovering from the drama of the afternoon.

When it was finally quiet, I thought about what had happened. I knew it was good that Dad wouldn't remember that Tak was an alien… But hearing him say that he was sorry-that he was proud of me-had been awesome. I sat down next to Tak and sighed. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her watching me.

Gaz looked at me.

"Well, it's been fun, but I'm leaving."

She stomped upstairs.

Tak's POV

"GIR!" shouted Zim.

"What?" replied Gir.

"We have work to do. Come on."


They headed towards the door.

"Hey, Space-boy!" Dib called. Zim stopped and turned around.


"Thanks. For everything."

Zim smiled.

"No problem, Earth-boy."

He left.

I nudged Dib.

"Are you alright?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I guess. I mean, I know it's good that my dad won't remember anything… But… He won't be… He won't be…"

"Proud of you."

Dib looked up at me. I did not look away.

"It sounds dumb, I know," he began, "but it's so hard… Every day, knowing how much of a disappointment I am. I feel like this is the only way to get him to… Understand me."

Perhaps it was because of how sad he looked, or maybe I just felt like it, but I leaned forward and kissed him.

"You might be a disappointment to him, but I think you're terrific."

He beamed at me.

"At least one of us thinks so."

He put an arm around me, and we stayed like that for a long time.


A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading! And I'm sorry if the ending was really bad... But hey, it's the first fanfic I ever finished that wasn't a one-shot, and 13 chapters isn't too shabby! Special thanks to Sarah, Samson, Amanda, Janelle, Kayla, Brigette, and the other people who read this... And to Rose, who would stab me in my sleep if she knew I wrote this... And to The Used, who's song I used in chapter 2 (haha so they really are the "used"... Get it? Get it?) and 3 Doors Down, who's song I used in chapter 11... And Frank Iero, just 'cause he's awesome... And Marie, who's a grammar Nazi... And to Jhonen Vasquez, who created this world for me to wreak havoc in... And my mom. Because thanks to her, I'm alive. And Elena, who hates DaTr... And Maura, who just hates Invader Zim. And to God, for giving me hands so that I can type. And you. I luff you! :3