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Word of advice folks, don’t get on the nerves of the alien giving you a  free ride in his space  ship. Otherwise, when it’s time for you to get  out, he may decide to THROW you out. 

 Zim has never been a very… SYMPATHETIC alien to Dib. I doubt that’s going to change anytime soon.

Even if Zim and water have never mixed.

 “Did you do this Zim? To stop me from stopping you?”

“What?  Turn you into a disgusting fish person? Of course not Dib-stink. But Zim  wishes he had, it would keep your disgustingly large head out of Zim’s  plans to take over the world.”

“Until we can fix this, I’m afraid you won’t be able to go to school. (Or even leave the house.) Now, since education is im-”

“Wait! What about Zim?! I can’t leave that alien alone! Who knows what hs could do if I’m not there to stop him!”

“Not this again, son…”

“DIB-STINK! ZIM DEMANDS TO KNOW WHY YOU WEREN’T AT THE SKOOL TODAY!”

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Casual interaction, thy name is NOT Zim.

I  rediscovered some grey brush pens I forgot I had and decided to try  them. I like it, but I think I’m gonna stick with the plain lineart I’ve  been using for these pictures.

I might go full-color on them once Mermay is over though.

 “Strangely, son, your DNA hasn’t changed at all from before. As though the Piscine DNA has always been there. Which can’t be right, I never used any DNA besides my own when I made you and your sister… At least I don’t think I did. Did I? Hm… Maybe I should check my notes again? It’s been a while since then…”

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This  story also works from the idea/theory that Prof. Membrane cloned  himself to make his kids (yay, test tube babies!) And he may be an  amazing man but, as the saying goes, “the old memory is the first thing  to go.” XD

(More story getting hinted~)

Also, Piscine is one of the fancy/scientific terms for fish and comes from the Greek word “Pisces”

 (I realized I fell out of posting here, so I’m going to send up a bunch to make up for it.)

“Oh, quit pouting, Dib. Dad said this wouldn’t be permanent. It’s just until he can set up a ‘proper’ tank for you.”

“That doesn’t mean I have to like it, Gaz.”

Gaz  keeping her grumpy, half-fish brother company while their dad sets up a  (hopefully)  more comfortable tank for him. He won’t admit it, but  Dib’s glad that he isn’t being left to his lonesome right now.

Although, Gaz is probably going to have a sore butt later from sitting on the floor for so long.