Zim and Dib made a good team. They both knew it, it was indisputable. All their fighting, their reckless brawling, a kick a punch, it always boiled down to the same thing. A reluctant alliance, a compromise, an unstoppable team of fists and claws. They'd gone up against several enemies and always emerged victorious, until they'd been faced with an enemy that seemed too powerful to stop. It took every last ounce of their strength, all of their cunning, resources, strategies and a lot of time.
Kurt vlog was an underling of professor membrane, an evil scientist who had taken it into his head to create a virus that would bring humanity to its knees. He would then gain power by monopolizing the sales of the antidote. It was a simple yet clever plan that would have been a guaranteed success if it weren't for the combined forces of Dib and Zim.
Dib wanted to save his planet, and Zim would never allow another being to be the one to conquer earth, much less want to rule over a bunch of brain dead zombies.
Kurt however was a cunning adversary, and unlike professor membrane, who was still steeped in denial and ignorance, was aware of the existence of Zim. Dib had told anybody who cared to listen, and then some, and Kurt had listened. He'd unleashed a specially made virus that would affect even Zim.
It had taken months locked in a quarantined room in Zim's base to finally produce an antidote they could release into the air and exterminate the virus. But they had succeeded and taken Kurt down.
Dib sat on his bed staring at his upturned rucksack of clothes, food and other miscellaneous items that he thought would be important on his journey. He was leaving earth. He'd decided it a while ago. Things had gotten monotonous and boring since Zim had left, and Dib found the silence ate at his bones, making him restless. There was no reason for him to stay anymore, Zim was no longer a threat to the earth, and Dib suspected, with an uncomfortable twist of his gut, that he might be dead. He pushed that thought away and continued to pack items into his bag. Zim had always been his enemy, and in the absence of friends, their relationship had been the next best thing. Dib missed the physical contact of their fights, even if an act of hatred, he was hooked to the feeling of another living creature being close enough to him, albeit with violence in mind, to touch his skin.
In their months of cooperation, confined spaces, long hours together, working together, even laughing together, Dib had found in Zim, the potential of a friendship. It was a thought that gave him butterflies, and made him infinitely sad.
He shouldered the rucksack and slowly made his way downstairs.
He would have to face Gaz. Gaz who was wonderful and terrifying, Gaz who had always reluctantly been there for him, Gaz with her head in the clouds and her feet on the ground, who knew where she stood and always seemed in control. She was his only friend, and despite her hostile facade, he suspected that she cared for him.
He rounded the couch and cleared his throat.
"Gaz..." He started
"This had better be good" she said tearing her eyes from the book she was engrossed in.
"Yeah... I'm just saying goodbye. I'm going away for a while, I'm not sure how long. It might be a few months or..." He trailed off. He couldn't bring himself to say maybe a few years. Gaz picked up on his tone. She had been worried about him, ever since Zim had disappeared, he hadn't quite seemed his usual enthusiastic self. She wanted to ask where he was going, if he was ok, but the words just wouldn't come out. Instead she managed a brief.
"Right. Bye." She cursed herself and her inability to express herself.
"Goodbye then." He turned toward the door and paused, shoving his hand into his pocket. He pulled something out and faced back to Gaz, who was still staring at him, her finger on her page.
"Here" he said handing her what looked like a phone "in case you need anything, you can contact me"
And with that he left without another word. Gaz put the phone in her pocket and stared blankly at her page, until she heard a whooshing, from outside, and then silence.
VIRAL BREAKOUT LOG; DAY 1
Dib sat in an uncomfortable chair in Zim's lab. The doors had been sealed, and they were stuck there for what looked prospectively like a long time.
"MOVE earth boy that is ZIMS seat!" Zim yelled at him, carrying a lot of test tubes and science equipment in his arms and pak legs.
"No I'm your guest I want this seat!" Dib didn't want the seat at all, but sharing such a close proximity with Zim for a long period of time seemed daunting, and he was on edge.
"I said MOVE from ZIMS chair!"
He kicked the side of the chair roughly, sending Dib tipping off balance and falling to the floor. In a panic Dib grabbed Zim's uniform, pulling him down on top of him. Zim screamed and landed on chair and boy, his outstretched arms still gingerly holding a flask of liquid.
"Get off me FILTHY EARTH PIG! You almost made Zim spill the science JUICE!"
Dib stifled a laugh and carefully took the flask from Zim's hands. Zim pushed himself up off the floor and snatched it hastily, kicking Dib again as he tried to push himself up. Dib groaned. It was going to be a long night.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INVADER ZIM OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS!
Hey guys, so I've read a lot of zadr fanfic and have always been disappointed to get to the last chapter of an unfinished fic and see this: "last updated 2007", so I thought I'd give it a go to write a fairly regularly updated fanfic. Also I'm not gona lie, keeping these guys in character will be hard, but you can comment and tell me what you think!
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