Hello, hello! Now, I know I said I was going to update next week, but I may not have so much time on my hands next week… so… I'm going to update now…
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Dib's House
"Well? Aren't you leaving?" Dib asked Anise pointedly as they reached the entrance of Dib and Gaz's residence.
"I would, but your dear sister has invited me to stay," replied the thin girl, chancing a glimpse at Gaz, who grunted. The grunt apparently meant, 'Yes, I did invite her, and if you say something about it, Dib, the end of your life will come sooner than you expected.'
The young paranormal investigator chose to keep his mouth shut as he opened the door and walked in. Hearing Anise's bored comments about the house and Gaz's noncommittal replies, Dib called out, "I'm going up to my room, okay?" No one probably heard me… the boy thought dully as he made his way to his room.
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Downstairs
"That was a nice move," commented Gaz. "And Zim's reaction…heh."
"I know," answered Anise, smirking. She lied back on the couch and tipped her head backwards. "You did see Dib put that micro-camera on Zim while he was ranting, right?"
"Yes…"
"I don't even think they need me…"
"But they are prone to messing this up if they were left on their own." Gaz opened her Gameslave 2. "My brother's completely idiotic, and Zim's not any better."
"…You're right."
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Dib's Room
Dib stared at the computer screen. The video feed was loading…retrieving the data files… loading…loading… gah, will it never— Suddenly, the screen flickered, and then it showed the sidewalk from Zim's point of view…
"What happened awhile ago… shows that Dib-stink does indeed 'lurve' that horrible zombie girl! Hm…and his demon-sister… called her Dib's… 'girlfriend'… that must be… some sort of term for human affection… I'll have to do research for that. But the point of this is that the Dib lurves that…zombie…girl…thing…"
"Huh?!" Dib stared at the screen in utter shock.
Replay…
"What happened…awhile ago…"
As Zim's voice resounded from the speakers, Dib finally managed to process the information the video feed gave him. "So Zim thinks I like Anise? I don't believe it…" he muttered. "Zim must be incredibly stupid or blind to think that. Oh, wait, he is stupid…and blind…"
"…the Dib lurves that…zombie…girl…thing…" There was something in Zim's voice as Dib heard those words. He frowned and was about to exit when the feed played on.
"Feh…what right has he, the Dib-thing, to tell her my name? I shouldn't really let it get to me…"
What? He really shouldn't get it to him?
Dib's eyebrows rose as he murmured, "Oh… so Space-boy's bothered because I told Anise his name?" A plan began to form in his mind… but was he brave enough to try it?
The boy's mouth tightened as Dib fast forwarded the clip. He could see glimpses of Zim's weird green house, the green dog, and now… the lab. He slowed down and clicked play.
"Hm…Gir may have ruined the pig experiment I was working on, but NO MATTER! I shall start on a new plan, an EVIL PLAN—mm, ZOMBIES!! Yes, zombies to TAKE OVER THE…zombies…the zombie girl…" Dib slightly shivered as Zim's voice softened. "Dib."
Something about the way Zim said his name (and it wasn't just the fact that it hadn't an insult tacked up on the end of it) made Dib feel…strange. Almost…
"No, no, you are not falling for your enemy, Dib," the boy whispered furiously. He quickly exited the window and turned off his computer.
He didn't care if he had just missed the chance to know what plan Zim was cooking up right now.
He just wanted to get away from that soft voice whispering, ever so softly… "Dib…"
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Ta-da!
Okay, well, the fourth chapter's done. It's a bit short, I know…
And, prettilitTLepoison, thank you for your review and your support of this fic. Thanks, also, to the other reviewers, once more! Even though I haven't got a lot… :(
Ah, well. I wrote this fic because I like to write, not because I need reviews.
Oh, and, yes, writing suggestions!