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A Touchy Topic:
"I'm not losing. So do your worst, scum." Zim challenged again.
"Gladly." Dib chuckled. He injected Zim with more concoctions of his own ranging from drugs, poisons and toxins that affected Zim. They put him through pain and made his body ache, feeling like it would burst at times. It even made him feel like he was on fire, his body scorching and sweaty. His heartrate never really rested, and his breathing ragged, if almost non-existent at times. Zim tried to calm himself mentally as he was put through this torture, the best he could manage though was squeezing his eyes shut; seeing as Dib wasn't making it easy. Each new "ingredient" he injected into him made everything difficult for Zim. Not to mention the fact Dib was adding in truth serum to get honest reactions from the alien. Zim really did want to strangle him as payback, especially with the boy just writing down stuff on his clipboard. It frustrated Zim to no end. As time passed, and the slow, painful torture continued, there was a brief moment of nothing entering his system, and his body finally simmering down, the affects dissipating as well. Dib was just recording his notes that a thought crossed Zim.
"Allow…allow me to ask you…ask you something Dib." Zim stared at him, his voice finally coming back to normal. Dib glanced down from his notes at the green boy.
"I guess I can allow that since I already got all the information I asked out of you." He shrugged. Zim narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Those were classified codes and Irken secrets you asked for. Though, it's been a few years, you act like the armada and the Tallest still use them." Zim argued.
"They only use some of them." Dib countered matter of factly. Zim gave him a pointed look.
"You been hacking into my computer and stuff again." He accused with a low, neutral voice.
"And you've been cheating on all your school subjects with my work. Not to mention have used minimoose to spy on me countless times." Dib retorted. "I'd say that makes us even on those terms." He had a small smirk and sly look. Zim had one eye squinted the other wide.
"If you already knew about the stuff Dib-thing, then why did you ask me for the information?" If Zim could he would have folded his arms, though the restraints were still bugging him.
"More or less to annoy you." Dib answered nonchalantly. Zim just had a look now. "Plus it was amusing to watch you give up classified information." Dib shrugged.
"You're insane you know that." Zim reasoned.
"Well it takes one to know one Zim. And if recall we both went to that fun house when were younger." Dib smirked with his remark. Zim's eyes widened slightly before he looked away.
"Whatever. I'm an alien, I have an excuse." He tried to rationalize.
"Is that right?" Dib inquired, folding his arms, still holding his clipboard.
"Yes. It's completely usual for an alien to be insane since your hoomans movies make us out to be so. As for you hoomans though, that's another thing." Zim countered.
"Maybe. But even your race found you crazy." Dib responded. Zim glanced back at him with just his eyes then looked down again.
"Yeah…well…whatever. I was different from them anyway." He defended.
"Different as in being a menace or different as in they never understood you?" dib cocked his head slightly. Zim glanced at him with just his eyes again.
"What does the Dib-hooman think?" Zim asked curiously. Dib slightly squinted his eyes at the alien, thinking for a second.
"I think you are better at being a menace anywhere, no matter how different it makes you to others." He responded. "Though that doesn't make you any less annoying." Dib chuckled.
"Same goes for you Dib-thing." Zim smirked. Dib rolled his eyes. "Which brings me to my question."
"Oh yes, I almost forgot you had one." Dib pushed up his glasses, glancing back at his notes. Zim fully turned his head towards him. "You may proceed with your little question."
"You and Torque…" Zim began. Dib glanced back at him. "You're taking all your revenge out on me, so…" He swallowed slightly. "What are you two?"
"Excuse me?" Dib narrowed his eyes a bit.
"You follow him around….or at least when he calls you out or talks to you, you do." Zim brought up. "I've noticed."
"Are you watching me Zim?" Dib tilted his head a little, his eyes staying the same.
"Like you don't watch me." Zim retorted, looking away. "Besides I only noticed because…" He trailed.
"Because?" Dib inquired.
"Because of how different you seem with him." Zim spoke. "It's odd and also it's Torque." He added. "Plus Keef has his own theories about it."
"And what might those theories be?" Dib's expression was serious and his voice colder than earlier when he was having "enjoyment" one could say with his experiments. Even colder than when Zim brought up his dad. Zim gulped silently again. He hated to admit there was a tension now and even more so a fear. Something he never felt before, especially never with Dib. Not even throughout this whole process. It was the only reason he knew he make it out alive after this. But right now, he didn't feel that security. If Dib wanted he could end him, the unease was there. Zim looked down.
"Keef…well…we've… both of us…"Zim stuttered, the tension unnerving to him. He swallowed again, this one much harder to choke down. "We've noticed…you don't have a girlfriend Dib. And well…Keef…he heard rumors…" Dib place his clipboard down. Zim noticed, his antenna sticking to his head.
"You and Keef are sure nosy." Dib spoke up. "Listening to rumors and such." He had a slight smirk back on his face, which confused Zim. He didn't know what to feel at the moment.
"I wouldn't call it nosy…just observant." Zim countered. "Besides we had to question things when Torque was around."
"Did you now?" Dib folded his arms.
"Yes and since I thought you be the last person to associate with him, like I said I found it odd." He mentioned.
"Maybe because you don't know a damn thing and should just mind your own business." Dib pushed up his glasses again. The threat in his voice was subtly there. It had Zim on edge, but he kept going with his pursuits for information.
"I would keep to myself, but curiosity has the best of me." Zim replied. "Besides that's not really an answer to my question." Dib stared at him. 'He's getting some guts back…I'll have fix that.'
"You should know the phrase curiosity killed the cat Zim." Zim kept his eyes locked with Dib.
"Maybe on this planet. But I've seen plenty of your earth shows to know cats survive. Plus I'm not a cat." He reasoned. Dib raised an eyebrow, letting out an amused sound.
"Alright. I'll give you that. Though I have to wonder why you care so much that I hang around him." Dib smirked.
"Who said I cared? I'm just curious." Zim rebuked. "And like I keep saying, it's odd. Seeing as Torque is such an awful hooman."
"He is." Dib agreed. "But let's just say it's not always my choice to be around him." He looked away slightly, a cold look in his eyes.
"Then don't go near him." Zim stated. Dib glanced back at the alien.
"It's kinda hard when he's the type to go looking for you."
"Again, maybe you should take some revenge out on him." Zim just stared at the boy.
"I'm not like you Zim, I'm not trying to kill humans." Dib retorted. "No matter how much some deserve it." Zim rolled his eyes.
"Pathetic. What's a few hoomans' lives to you anyway." Zim commented. "Especially if they earned it." Now Dib rolled his eyes. "Besides I've killed hundreds. It's really not that hard or big of a deal." Zim shrugged. Dib just stared at him with both annoyance and amusement, raising an eyebrow at the alien.
"Very true you have. But let's just say I'm not trying to be like you." Dib countered.
"Maybe." Zim pondered. "Although performing experiments and doing torture experiments, I'd say you're getting close." He smirked. Dib kept his look, even more amused.
"Touché." He spoke after a few minutes, giving the alien another little victory.
"Not to mention you're enjoying it. I'd say you're almost there really." Zim continued.
"Keep talking Zim. Who knows I might enjoy myself a bit more and use some new formulas?" Dib folded his arms, his head tilted a little.
"Bring it. Zim's not afraid, earthworm." Zim retorted. Dib looked amused. 'Oh yeah, I'm going to make you regret that. You're going to lose your pride.' He thought, a smirk crossing his face.
"Then why don't we have some more fun." He grabbed another vial, filling a syringe with the fluid. "Because I can't wait to see you lose in this. From your pride to your whole being." He chuckled. "You'll be begging me to just release you. Just you wait." Zim narrowed his eyes at that.
"You won't be seeing anything, Dib-thing." He spoke harshly. "I can take what you dish out."
"Don't be so sure." Dib replied, inserting the needle into the tube. "We'll see how long you want to continue this." Zim kept his look.
"I'm. Not. Giving. In." He annunciated each word. Dib smirked wickedly, injecting the fluid into him. Zim screamed out due to the pain, his vision beginning to blur again.
"I doubt it." We're the last words he heard Dib speak, before blacking out.
"Damn…you…Dib."
To be continued…
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