Eulogy

Disclaimer: Clearly I am not Jhonen Vasquez, nor am I Nickelodeon. If I was I doubt I'd be writing fanfiction...

Author's Note: This really depressed me when I was writing it. I'm not entirely sure why, but tears were forming and I was like "ARGH! WHY!" As a sidenote, I kept wanting to put "Eugoogly." Oh, Zoolander, you slay me...Anyways...

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He came to the little spot of dirt at night, longafter everyone had left. He had followed them there. He made sure to stay in the background, not letting them see him. Once the girl had looked up, and seemed to look straight at him. And he would have sworn that he saw her nod her head, and maybe give a little smile before she looked down. But then, maybe he had been imagining things. Alone, he strolled over to the spot, and took off his wig and contacts. The human had always searched for and valued truth. He might not have appreciated Zim being there, but the gesture would not have been lost on him.

“This...you...you were wasted on this filth-hole.”

The stranger-man’s words had been unfit for a soldier. Son, brother, loving. The words were meaningless, and they attempted to paint the human with the same brush of triviality. It had made Zim want to scream. There was an infinite amount of sons, and brothers on the Earth, but how many of them had gone up against a superior alien race? And loving, what about fighting, as fighting had been what the human did best?

“You should have been Irken.”

With these parting words Zim walked away from the spot of Earth, leaving his disguise behind. He didn’t need it anymore. The time for subtlety was over. He would show the Earth how much the human meant for them. He would make the human’s death mean something. He would show them.

And Dib might not have appreciated the gesture, but it would not have been lost on him.