Dib-The-Hybrid

A storm was brewing. As Dib struggled to balance his emotions between the thin line that separated animosity from reluctant understanding, he hesitated to reply back to the professor's plea for forgiveness. It was true, the death of their mother had been just as hard on Membrane as it had been on them. He remembered that time well in his life. But it still didn't excuse the subsequent negligence that he and his sister had faced in the aftermath of that tragic loss. For a long handful of seconds, Dib considered how he should respond to the man's rationalization. Passing a hand to his stomach, he then thought of his own smeets. He'd nearly gone mad with despair himself when he'd thought that Zim had died. But still, he couldn't get past the bitterness he felt inside him for having only been born to one devoted parent. "...Then why did you...?" Dib finally broke the fragile silence. "Why did you agree to have us? Did you even want us? I know mom wanted us, but did YOU give even

Studying his mate's downtrodden features in the moments following his somber proposition, Zim discharged a sigh that was altogether dismal before shaking his head in opposition to that idea. "We couldn't wipe that many memories all at once." he replied. "He might die in the process if we did." he explained, hoping that beyond a shadow of a doubt Dib didn't intend to take things quite THAT far in dealing with this. "What are we going to do then!?" Dib demanded on a note of desperation that practically begged for a solution that didn't exist. They couldn't do anything that would cause harm to the professor, but at the same time, he didn't wish to be a fugitive in his own hometown. They were already virtually hiding from the ever present threat of the Irken Empire, and while it was true Zim's escape from the clutches of death had gone essentially unnoticed, they couldn't completely rule out the possibility of one day encountering the ones responsible for his imprisonment again. The