This little fic is dedicated to Half-dude's fancharacters, Owen and Plink. He can be found on deviantart, so go check him out there for more background information on Owen and Plink. They're really great characters. They are Irken scientists who work on Vort. Plink is Owen's assistant.
Disclaimer - I don't own Invader Zim or Owen and Plink. Half-dude owns Owen and Plink.
Plink's Love
Interpretation by Sanoon
Chapter 1: Plink's Secret, Pt 1
"So you see Plink," Owen concluded as the two walked down the bright Vortian hallway. Plink just smiled at his superior as he held his clipboard behind his back. "The free electric charges make the plasma electricity conductive so it reacts strangely to electromagnetic fields."
"Fascinating," Plink replied. A moment passed as the assistant gathered up a little courage. "Hey Owen," Plink said, causing Owen to stop and turn to face her assistant. "I…erm…I was just kinda wondering…if…um…well…"
"S'cuse me?" Owen asked, somewhat confused as to what her assistant was trying to say. He never acted like this before, at least not without exposure to strange chemicals.
"Um…" Plink muttered, trying to form words. Sweat started to form on his brow, and he opened his collar as if to let out some heat that his lab coat was containing. "If…I mean, perhaps…I just…well…" Seeing the immense confusion on Owens face, Plink sighed. He came to realize the hard way that he wouldn't be able to say his feelings, at least not now. "Oh…never mind. See you tomorrow."
Owen just stared at Plink, confused at what he was trying to say. "O…K. Bye Plink. I'll see you tomorrow for the plasma converter test." She said smiling as she turned around and walked through the door the two were standing in front of. Plink walked to the door too, and waved goodbye.
"Yeah…" he said quietly, letting his arm fall to his side.
Two Vortians walking by tried to hold in a laugh as they passed Plink. "Telling her what you feel too hard?" one of them asked, causing the other to burst out laughing.
Plink drooped his head. He'd just spend his night alone in his quarters again. Not like it was the first time.
He sat on the edge of his bed, holding a picture he always kept hidden from others. It was just a picture of Owen, nothing too spectacular. However, in the bottom right side, "For my dear friend, Plink," was written on it.
Although no one else would know it, Plink held that as one of his current prized possessions. For years, he had spent all of his time working around Owen. He loved her personality, her kindness, and…well…her elegant features.
"Oh Owie," Plink said aloud to the picture. "Why would you be interested in someone like me? I can't even tell you how I feel." Plink looked around his room, as if he were expecting to find someone spying on him. Content that no one was in the room, Plink drew the picture close, and kissed the glamorous photo of the being that was Owen. "I hope that will suffice for now." He mumbled as he put the picture away. He wiped his eye and crawled under his bed sheets.
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