-Boxfan-

"I hate this planet," Zim muttered for the thousandth time. "It's so stupid."

"You know you love it," Dib teased, poking Zim in the side. Zim freaked and slapped his hand away.

"What backwardsness is this! Zim just said this planet is stupid! Zim obviously does NOT love it!" Zim yelled.

Another poke. "You know you do," Dib went on.

"ZIM DOES NOT!" A shoe hit the wall near them.

"Shut up in there!" Gaz yelled from the kitchen. Both boys sitting on the couch remained silent for a moment, thinking it had been a bad idea to watch TV in the Membrane household.

The TV played on quietly. "Zim still hates it here," He whispered, just so Dib would know. Dib only sighed and glared at him.

"Zim," He said sternly, "It's the middle of summer, the heat wave will pass soon…just shut up til then."

"But it's hooooooooott…." ZIm moaned, beginning to lean limply on Dib for emphasis.

"I know…You keep telling me," Dib said. Steadily over the course of two minutes Zim kept on leaning on him more until he was simply laying all over him. Eventually having a hot and sweaty alien on him got very annoying.

"Don't you have some sort of cooling device?" Zim asked finally. A light bulb went on in Dib's head.

"Yeah actually," Dib said. With much effort he managed to push Zim off his lap, who was still determined to not move due to the heat. Standing at the edge of the stairs Dib stared over at the couch. "Are you coming?" Dib called.

"Only if you carry me," Zim pouted.

"No."

"But it's soooooo hoooooot," Zim complained.

"No."

"I'm too weak to move…"

"Just come upstairs."

"Carry meeee, Diiiiiib."

"No." Needless to say this went on for a while. Eventually Zim ended upstairs in Dib's room without being carried as he wanted.

….

The house was finally quiet. Gaz wandered around downstairs and managed to beat her game without interruption, which was odd. She decided to go up to her room to get a new installment of the game and stopped beside Dib's door because of the odd noises she heard. The fan was going, but it wasn't quite loud enough to mask the sounds of subtle moaning. Zim moaning to be exact. A quiet one, then louder, then another quiet one. What the hell was going on in there? In disgust, Gaz opened the door with the intent of stopping whatever nasty business was going on in there.

But all she saw upon opening the door was Dib laying on the bed, by himself, and Zim sprawled on the floor in front of a box fan. "You guys are weird…" She mumbled and closed the door, disappointed that she didn't have an excuse to throttle Dib.

"Uuuuhgh…" Zim moaned, the cool air hitting him.

"Dude….stop doing that," Dib sighed.

"No…."

"You're so weird…" Dib said, throwing a pillow at Zim's head.

"Nng," Zim was just barely able to push the pillow away from himself, still determined to move as little as possible.

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Woot, second installment of Softness. sorry for the extremely long wait. I thought I had uploaded it, but I guess something else got uploaded instead. And yay for boxfans, lifesavers in heat waves. This one isn't very fluffy. You can think of it as ZaDr or ZaDf, or Zim attempting to spy on Dib by watching TV with him, whatever. Enjoy. Reviews = loves

Thank you from Zim :D and Dib :-D

(Dib's has a nose lol)