SPEECHLESS: chapter 1
Note: I do not own any of the INVADER ZIM charectors, they are all copyright Jhonnen Vasquez
Zim trudged on down the sidewalk, the autumn wind whipped his long black tresses. He was now in High School, and had updated his "look" to that of some heavy metal freak, sucked into the world of loud music and slasher flicks. His ongoing mission was causing him to blend into the surrounding culture, so much so that he was starting to resent it.
"Every day I spend on this stinking ball of dirt brings me closer to these meat bags." He kicked a rock close by his feet I frustration. "It's disgusting."
"When will you learn that it's not doing you any good trying to destroy us when you've already been here since middle school?"
Zim didn't even have to turn around to see who it was, he recognized immediately by the voice. He'd heard it over a thousand times or more while he had been stuck there.
"What do you want, Dib-monkey?"
"Some things never change do they?" He shook his head in disbelief.
True, they had both matured in time. But other than looks, Zim still remained the same. They had both grown, but Dib was still a considerable amount taller than Zim. He too had long jet-black hair, but his style had yet to change. He still had the long black trench coat, and the same skinny jeans and dark garb as always.
"Leave me be, stink beast. I don't want to be bothered right now, especially by the likes of you."
"Oh come on Zim, drop the act, we've been friends a long time now and you know it."
"You think I'm your friend? I'm merely….blending in with the human culture by observing a human, if you can even call yourself that, freak boy."
"Very funny, coming from an alien in a wig."
Zim turned to him and shot him a flustered glare. "What will it take for you to leave me the hell alone?"
Dib flashed him a sly smile, "Well…. Let me sleep over tonight."
"WHAT!?! WHY?" He spluttered, unable to believe his sudden request.
"Oh come on Zim! Just once, please? I'm done trying to expose you, I swear! Besides, I get so lonely all by myself in that room at night. Gaz went away to college and dad is always busy, so I'm all by myself. Please? "
Zim just stared at him in disbelief. No one had even tried to get close to him, and whenever someone had, Zim just shoved them away. But not Dib. No matter what he did or how hard he tried he just couldn't force him away. The harder Zim pushed, the harder Dib shoved back. The more Zim withdrew from the outside world, the more Dib forced his way into his personal life.
Zim sighed, "Fine, you may stay. But no snooping! If I catch you digging through my house I'll rip out your intestines and strangle you with them!"
"THANK YOOOOUUUU!!" Dib said while in the process of hugging Zim so hard that he was turning blue.
"TOO TIGHT, TOO TIGHT!" Zim choked out, desperately clawing at Dib's arms.
"Oh, sorry. Heh heh, my bad." He said, slowly releasing Zim, who instantly turned hit him.
"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT TOUCHING ME!!" Zim's face was bright red in both embarrassment and anger. "ZIM DOES NOT LIKE TO BE TOUCHED!!!"
Dib silently rubbed his cheek. This hadn't been the first time he'd been struck by Zim for showing affection towards him. The same thing happened to him less than a week ago for barley touching Zim's hand. Once again, Zim turned a dark shade of crimson and hit him. It was the same thing every time.
"Sorry, I-I didn't mean to…I…."
"SILENECE! I-It doesn't matter." He turned away and continued walking, his head lowered. " Just, just come on. It's getting late and Gir's probably getting worried. He gets a bit overly dramatic when I'm late."
And with that the two carried on, neither saying a word to one another.
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After another half hour of silence, the pair arrived at Zim's doorstep.
"Brace yourself…" Zim reached for the handle and slowly twisted it.
It all happened so fast that Dib's brain could barely even process what had happened. All he heard was Gir's loud shrill voice screaming and a blur of green came colliding with Zim.
"MASTER, MASTER! I thought you was dead!! " Gir screamed through a burst of tears. "I-I-I was so worrrriiiiieeeeddd!"
"GIR! GIR! Get a hold of yourself! We have company!"
He quickly looked up.
"HEY I KNOW YOU! YOU GOTS A BIG HEAD! WHY is your HEAD so big? WHY!!
"Is he always this….lively?"
"It never stops."
Dib chuckled softly to himself. He could put up with Gir, but could barely restrain himself around the entire human population.
They both entered the house Gir fallowing close behind.
"Why does Master have the big-headed monkey man over?"
"Gir, be quiet!"
Dib smiled softly at the defective SIR unit. It had a funny way of getting on Zim's nerves, yet making Dib laugh at the same time. He smirked, he LOVED giving Zim a hard time, and Gir was a walking one way ticket to pushing Zim's buttons.
"Hey Gir."
"YYYYEEEEEESSSSS." It hurriedly replied.
"Does Zim really hate me?"
Gir smiled widely.
"Master doesn't hate Mr. Big Head. Master likes Mr. Big Head, even if he doesn't admit it. Master talks about Mr. Bid Head all the time when he's sleeping. Master even says he lo-"
He was quickly cut off by Zim as he slapped his hand over his mouth.
"That's ENOUGH Gir, go play somewhere else."
"Okkkkkiiiieee Dokkkkkiiieee!" He shouted, running to the living room and flicking on the T.V.
Dib couldn't even process what he just heard.
'He talks about me…IN HIS SLEEP!?!'
"Well are you just going to stand there and gawk or are you going to find some place to sleep?"
"Um…. Sure."
Zim began to walk towards his room when he suddenly felt Dib's hot breath on his neck.
"I wanna sleep with you."
