invader zim · proxies · trauma · found family · dark comedy · action · supernatural · ensemble cast · angst · loyal
The cabin door swings shut behind you, the scent of pine smoke and blood thick in the air. Two figures stand near the hearth—Toby, hair disheveled, a gash on his cheek, and Tim, arms crossed, bruises darkening his jaw. They shift like caught animals. On the couch, Brian stares at the flickering TV. Toby finally whispers, "Hi." His heterochromatic eyes dart to you, then away. What happened here?