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Wa... ha ha ha ha ha!

Spelldrives.

Mysterious magical tomes for storing spells.

Powered by magical power points,

they were once used to cast the spells

contained within.

The largest collection

of these ancient sources of mystical knowledge

belongs to the boy with the largest head --

Dib.

My spelldrives are all drained of their power,

but I still think they're neat.

That's very interesting, Dib,

but can you tell us more about your head?

As you know, each spell takes up

a certain number of power point.

- I found-- - Your head, Dib!

Your head!

Uhh.

Hey, did you eat all the Franken Chokies?

You just missed it!

I was on Mysterious Mysteries with my spelldrives.

I remember that magical day

I found these old things.

It was incredible.

Hey!

This drive still has 2 unused power points.

How did I miss that?

Me, the obsessive compulsive Dib?

Aw.

What spell should I cast?

Hmm, no, not enough points.

Mmm, too bad.

A smaller head would be cool.

Found one.

The Sense of the Shadowhog.

Uses one power point and enhances the sense of--

I can't read it, but it sounds cool.

Enhanced something is good,

but what if it doesn't work the way I hope it does?

I have a plan!

Since I have 2 points,

and the spell only takes one,

I can just use it twice.

I'll just cast it on someone else first.

Then, and only then,

will I stop talking to myself.

Activating spelldrive.

Uhh. The smell.

Are you prepared

to receive the power of the Shadowhog?

Not me.

But my sister really wants it.

Who would-- Hey.

If there's one thing you should know by now,

it's to stay out of my room!

Do you feel different in any way?

Get out!

X-ray vision, maybe? Super smell?

That's it, Dib. Security!

Eeh, ah.

Uhh-uhh-uhh.

Unhh ooh.

You sure you're not feeling super somehow?

I have a super-horrible taste in my mouth.

Ooahh.

Oh, my no--

Ooahh.

Father, help me.

Unghh.

How are you feeling today, Gaz?

Ow!

What is it? Is there some kind of extra awareness

that you're experiencing?

This cereal tastes horrible.

Tastes fine to me.

It's not spoiled. It's fine.

Ooh.

Ohh-eh.

Ooeww.

Gahh!

Where's Dad shopping now?

This is all horrible.

Horrible!

Horrible, how?

Everything tastes like a pig.

A pig!

The Shadowhog!

What could have gone wrong? What--

Shadow what?

What did you do?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Uhh!

My haunted gummi-bear collection!

Tell me what you did,

or I'll eat them, Dib.

I'll eat them all.

Boo--ooheh.

No,

I only did it to give you super powers

because you're the greatest sister ever.

Stop!

Maybe I can reverse the spell!

Um, the only spell I can cast

is the same one I used on you already.

Um, you know...

Pig is a really good taste.

Security!

Not the dolls! No!

I programmed them to feed on human flesh.

But you need me.

You need my knowledge of the paranormal.

You can't lift this spell off on your own.

You'd better lift it soon,

or...

All right, all right!

Just don't worry.

I'll cure you.

Until then, just go about your day, OK?

Just be normal.

And that, class,

is why I'm so happy today.

Isn't that great, huh?

Yeah.

Um, Gaz,

you can't eat in class.

Have to eat.

Must find something

that doesn't taste like pig intestine.

Uhhh...

Aaah!

Curse you, Dib!

Curse you!

Curse you!

Curse you!

Bleh.

bleh.

Bleh!

Hey, this tastes OK.

But it's a hot dog, so that makes sense.

A lifetime of eating nothing but hot dogs.

Every day, hot dogs-- My whole life.

Aaaah!

No, Gaz! Those are the mashed potatoes!

Get them away from my eyes.

Remember what happened to Zita!

I was only trying to help you out, Gaz.

You're hiding something. What is it?

Me, hiding? I was only trying

to do something nice for my sister.

No, not my eyes!

Think of all the foods you'll never eat again

if you destroy me now.

Uhhh.

Ohh.

Aah!

Zita!

Dad, Gaz has been cursed and tastes pigs!

There are no curses, son.

Blah ha ha ha ha!

Must be a scientific explanation.

Come on, honey.

Are you ready for some horrible tests?

I... guess so.

I knew I could count on Dad's not believing.

He'll keep Gaz busy until I find a cure.

Now I'm gonna start walking.

Agent Mothman?

Why were you talking out loud to yourself just then?

I don't know,

but I do that a lot.

- That's stupid. - Isn't it?

Anyhow, Agent Tuna Ghost,

I want you to do some research for me.

People of the press,

I have examined my daughter for hours now,

and I've made a discovery.

She suffers from

a never-before-seen condition I have named

pig mouth!

It has been one day already,

and the cure for pig mouth still eludes me.

This enviro-suit is not enough to protect my daughter.

So, I have added a new wing to the Membrane Labs--

The pig-girl wing!

Whoo!

Co-sponsored by the Deelishus Weenie Corporation.

Hey!

You will pay, Dib.

You will pay!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Oh!

That's a good one.

Help you?!

Why should I help you?

Hey! I helped you

when we were transforming into giant bolognas.

You're making it up!

Look, it's my sister. She's--

Forget it, Dib.

Gnomes, away with him.

Ah, no. Get your--

I'm going to destroy you all, Dib.

Today. I've got it all set up.

Uh-huh. That's nice, Zim.

It can't be worse than what my sister's gonna do.

I've loaded GIR full of explosive monkeys,

- and I'm about to-- - That's great, Zim.

Maybe you can tell me about it later.

I've gotta go.

I got monkeys in me!

Fool!

Begone with you!

I bet you you taste like pig.

Just like a pig.

A little piggy.

Ohh.

Gaz, I--

Be quiet.

Just look at the TV.

Watch and know the evil

you have brought upon me.

OK, but--

Hey!

Look at Bloaty!

We got a new pizza coming out on Friday.

And iffa you like the taste of stuff,

you're gonna love this pizza.

This pizza don't taste like pig at all.

Bloaty hate his life.

I've never missed a new-pizza day at Bloaty's.

If this next one is ruined

by your magical stupidity,

I will make you wish

you had rabid weasels

teleported into your skull

instead of having a sister.

I'll wait till you sleep

and stuff all of your paranormal junk

into your big, giant paranormal head

and chew on your eyeballs

after I pluck them out!

Aaah!

Nah. Nah.

And now she's gonna destroy my life

if I can't figure out a way to lift the curse.

But I don't know how!

I am so dead.

Yeah, I remember when I summoned a hog demon

to curse my sister with pig mouth

and had to deal with having a cursed sister.

That was awful!

The whole ordeal turned me into a hobo.

Yaaahh.

Word of advice.

I don't want to become a hobo.

Oh.

The swollen eyeball signal.

That's my secret society.

Don't tell anyone.

Agent Moth Man.

We've been discussing your situation.

We think we can help.

Yah.

Aaah!

Nah. Nah. Nah.

Nah. Nah.

Good news!

I have something that can help you, maybe.

I formed a plan using information I got

from the Swollen Eyeball and a dirty hobo.

But we'll have to make it out

to Mystical Hill on the outskirts of town.

Apparently that place is mystical.

So how do we get there?

This isolation tank

doesn't exactly have a doorknob.

I can hack into the security system

and set you free from this cage.

Once I do, guards'll be after us.

Don't worry about the guards.

I know my way around this place.

Just break me out of this tank

or I'll blow you out--

OK! I get the point.

Whoo! What an incredible and daring escape.

That was amazing!

I liked the part where the giant robot squid

launched missiles at us.

We're only tryin' to help ya, pig girl!

Give yourself up!

Come on, piggy!

Science won't help you, Gaz.

Science won't replace your head

after I tear it from your torso

if you don't hurry.

Right. I got this spelldrive

from the Swollen Eyeball.

If it works, we can use it to travel to the realm

of the very creature who gave you your weird pork powers.

There they are! Get 'em! Get 'em!

Do it already!

Yeah, ok!

Activating spelldrive now!

Aaah!

Aah!

We're too late.

They transformed into a book.

I told 'em this would happen!

Aaah!

Naah!

Wow! Look at all that pork!

I've seen more.

I am the Shadowhog!

What is it that you want from me,

child who conjured me

and child who is blessed with pig senses?

Um, Shadowpig,

my sister doesn't want your curse anymore.

The most blessed of gifts you call a curse?

You insult me!

You said your sister really--

Was a special, lovely person, yes, yes.

But we're in a bit of a hurry.

Did you conjure a big-head demon

to give you a big head?

Man, that is a really big head.

No, I didn't!

It's this way on its own!

Now, can you help us or not?

There is the terrible Trial of the Shadowhog.

But it is a foolish thing to attempt

to give back such a wonderful gift.

Even more foolish to think that you will pass the trial.

Should you fail, little girl,

you will suffer a fate worse

than your worst nightmare.

There's no fate worse than this.

Except for the fate of my brother

if this doesn't work.

She's right, you know.

So, you agree to undertake

the trial.

Yeah.

I guess so.

Then follow me into the Sacred Hall

of the Stinking Piggy of Stinking Pigginess.

No!

Only the pig girl may come inside.

You must wait outside.

Ughh.

But she's helpless without my knowledge of the supernatural.

You can't do this!

Wait!

Uhh.

Let me through!

That's my little sister in there!

There's no way she can stand up to that giant pig thing!

No offense.

Hey, look!

There's something a pig thing would like!

Hmm?

Nah. Nah, nah!

Gaah!

Let the dreaded Trial of the Shadowhog begin!

Are you ready, child?

Sure. Why not?

Very well!

How tall am I?

I'm guessing about 8 feet, 6 inches.

I guess so.

Next-- what's the secret code

for unlimited lives in Super Kicky Fighter?

Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right,

"a," "b," "b," "a," start.

Really? Cool.

The trial is over.

Yay for you!

Uhh.

Aaah!

Ehh, ow! Ow!

Gah! Aah!

Gaah, uhh!

Ehnnnnnnn...

Unhh!

Yeah, Zim's an alien, but so what?

He's too dumb to take over the Earth.

Why should I have to listen

to Dib's constant--

Stop!

She's just a little girl.

It's not her fault she failed your tests.

Look, it's me you want.

I cast the spell on her

because I wanted to see what it would do

before trying it on myself.

She doesn't deserve to suffer your punishment.

Uh, actually, she--

No. Let's hear him out.

Mr. Pig Monster,

spare my sister and punish me instead.

Punish me instead!

Uh...

'K.

As punishment,

you must clean my filthy toilet

of filthy piggy filth.

It's over there!

That's it?

That isn't so bad.

Gah! No!

No!

Oh, my--

Nah! Oh!

Ohh!

Sorry about imprisoning you

and turning you into a media freak, honey.

It was in the name of science, and--

Hey, where's your brother?

He's in a pig world nether world

cleaning out toilets with his head.

Ha ha!

You're my funny child.

Aah! I'm sorry!

Ohh! I'm... sorry!

Sorry!