Hey guys, long time no see, eh? Sorry about that...
So, here we are, a year later.
I stared a blog for Lard Nar, if you guys want to check that out. It's an ask blog! 3 It helps encourge me to write more! So hopefully this can stay updated!
Lard Nar was rudely awoken the next morning, fairly early at that, by an antagonizing beeping noise. There was a grumble next to him, and the human got up, stopping whatever that atrocious noise was, and getting up. "Sorry 'bout that…" he muttered sleepily.
Nar didn't bother to open his eyes, instead snuggling further into the blankets, taking up the warm spot Dib had just left. "What was that horrendous thing?"
"Hehe, my alarm clock. Means I have to get up to get ready for skool." Said Dib, rolling his eyes.
"Ah… that's wonderful." the Vortian huffed tiredly. "So I'm to suppose that means you're leaving for the day?"
"Yeah. Aught to be back some time around 3:30." Dib patted the Vort's head, earning himself a weak glare. "See ya then~" And the human set off.
Lard Nar just rolled his eyes and made a pouty face, snuggling Dib's pillow, suddenly feeling a bit lonesome with out the human there to pester him. The Vortian slept for a few more hours, and once he got up, he mostly messed with Dib's computer.
By the time the human returned from skool, Lard Nar was bouncing around the room, trying to tap out the tune to "Bohemian Rhapsody" with his claws on various items in the Dib's room. The Vortian's antics were watched for several minutes by a highly amused raven-haired teenager, until said Vortian turned around, blushing. "Queen, eh?" Dib asked, amused.
"I got bored…" Lard Nar admitted, looking at the floor. "I found your music collection."
"Haha! Well, no harm done! You were doing a good job, anyways." Dib smiled.
"Thanks, I guess." The Vortian replied, his blush slowly fading.
"So, I have some news that might interest you." The human said, opening his laptop, promptly breaking out laughing. "I guess you were bored!" "HEY, THOSE DIRTY PICTURES POPPED UP WITHOUT MY CONSENT! I didn't know how to expel them, so I shut down your equipment, hoping you wouldn't notice…" Lard Nar grumbled.
"You musta typed something funny, or clicked a advert on accident." Dib laughed, waving his hand dismissively. "Anyways, Zim wasn't at school today." "Perhaps he was ill?" Lard Nar offered, seating himself nearby.
"I dunno. He was perfectly okay yesterday, bragging about how great he was and how I was going to get it soon…" Dib said slowly.
"Get what? A migraine?" Nar asked with a grim smirk.
"Pffffffffffffft!" Dib laughed, his eyes squinting as he smiled. Though Lard Nar wouldn't admit it, the human was pretty cute when he smiled. "Oh, I had an idea!"
"To thwart the irken's plans?" Lard Nar asked.
"Nah, I think we'll worry about that tomorrow, like we had planned. For now, I think you might appreciate some food, and then I'd like to learn about you." The human grinned. "Scientific research!" Lard Nar was wary, but did like the sound of nutrients. Dib could see the wariness on the alien's features, and took his slender hand gently. "C'mon, lets get you fed first. I'd hate if I accidentally caused your death because I was too thick to think to feed ya," He chuckled. 'Nar nodded slowly, and was pulled towards the door. They went down a flight of stairs to what the Vortian presumed to be the kitchen. "You can open the fridge and nibble and some things. Anything that needs cooking, like eggs or meat, I can cook." Said the Dib.
"Meat?" The Vortian perked. "And, what of this scientific research… I do hope it does not contain dissecting…" He muttered, voice sounding queasy.
"Yeah, we got lotsa meat! I figured you were either carnivorous, or at least an omnivore that ate a lot of meat." Dib said, handing him a cold, pre-cooked hotdog from the package. "Try that. It's beef. And we don't have any fake meat in here, because I'm pathetically allergic to it." He laughed at his own weakness.
Lard Nar nibbled curiously on what was handed to him, eventually shoving the entire thing in his mouth and swallowing it. He groaned happily. "And, dissecting?"
"Oh! No, not at all. I'd draw your blood with permission, but I promise that's it!" Dib assured the Vortian. "I have no intention of hurting you." He said softly, handing him the package of hotdogs before frying up a few slices of bacon.
Lard Nar ate all the hotdogs, devoured all the bacon, and had a glass of raw eggs. Dib pulled out a little handheld device with a pen, sort of like a digital planner, and began taking notes. "What are you writing?" The Vortian asked as he washed the dishes. "And, uh, I apologize for eating all that food… I usually have a much lighter appetite, but I do end up eating frequently throughout the day."
"Understandable," Dib smiled. "And I'm just making notes on your dietary behaviours. You seemed to prefer meat over anything else, and things high in fats and proteins."
Lard Nar nodded. "You're right, good observation. Vortians have a quick metabolism, so meat products, high in fats and protein, suit us best, but we'll settle for alternatives."
The two proceeded down to Dib's little Lab dedicated to para-sciences, where the human ran scans and tests on the vortian.