WOO! CHAPTER 11! Oh we are SO CLOSE! Give us MORE love and maybe we can update TWO TOMORROW!
Dib sighed. It was morning once again, and surprisingly, he woke up first this time. Zim was snuggled up on his chest, his legs either side of Dib. Dib smiled softly and stroked his back. Everything seemed to be going great now. Sure, it's a little bumpy, but that's nothing compared to the mountains they've endured.
Zim squeezed his eyes closed more as if that would keep him asleep but it was useless so he opened his eyes and looked up at Dib, asking, "What time is it?"
"Ask the house." He smiled down at Zim, truly not knowing what time it really was. "Why?"
Zim shrugged and laid his head back down, saying, "It sounded like an appropriate conversation starter."
Dib sighed. "Good morning to you, too."
Zim lifted his head up to give Dib a curious look before simply shrugging and sitting up, stretching.
"I need to go to my base sometime today." Zim said.
"How come?" Dib asked, slightly suspicious, and for good reason.
Zim blushed a little and looked away, saying a little shakily, "I-I don't know... how I'm going to give birth..."
Dib watched him for a moment. "D-do you need me to come with?"
"Sure... if you want to." Zim said, climbing off of Dib.
"Okay then..." Dib said, sitting up and taking his shirt off in the process.
Zim stared at Dib for a moment, blinking only when he realized he had been staring and quickly leaving the room to get dressed.
He had to stop doing that.
Dib momentarily left his room and sat on the top step, waiting for Zim as he stared at the door.
Zim came out, dressed in whatever he happened to have lying around at the time and his sweater and said quickly, "Let's go, I'd like to find out what I need to do BEFORE anything needs to be done."
Dib inhaled and exhaled. "Right." He stood and stuffed his hands in his back pocket, leaving the house with Zim and going to Zim's base.
Zim walked quickly, eager to get there and find out what to do. Once there he pulled Dib to the elevator and they rode it to the main computer room and Zim instantly called out, "COMPUTER! Give me data on irken pregnancies!"
Dib looked around, almost like he's in a place he's not allowed to be."No data found." The computer sighed.
"WHAT!?" Zim called out almost angrily. "THERE MUST BE!"
"If there was something then it wouldn't be 'no' data." The computer retorted.Dib looked at Zim. "What... are you ... going to do now?"
"There must be SOMETHING!" Zim yelled, slightly panicking.
"Z... Zim.." Dib placed his hand on Zim's shoulder trying to calm him down.
"WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!?" Zim screamed putting his face in his hands as if that would block out reality. "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GIVE BIRTH!? I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE EQUIPMENT!"
Dib breathed steadily in and out. "Zim... I can help... we can work this out together and... and somehow... Somehow Zim, I WILL help you."
"I'm gonna die aren't I?" Zim asked, moving his hands off his eyes so he could look up at Dib searchingly. "I'm gonna die cause I can't give birth. There's nowhere for the smeet to go and he's going to claw his way through my spooch trying to get out and I'm gonna die!"
Dib hushed the Irken, pulling him into a hug. "No, no you're not... We're going to figure something out... We've still got time... I promise..."
Zim was trembling slightly, just nodding and trying to figure out what to do about this. They couldn't just wing something like BIRTH.
Dib thought to himself, while rubbing the scared Zim in his arms. "We can't quite go to the hospitals with this... but maybe I could work with you in the lab..."
"NO!" Zim saidquickly, shaking his head furiously. "I-I have to contact the Massive, my home planet, SOMEWHERE with another irken! I CANNOT be the first male irken to get pregnant! There MUST be records some place!"
Dib grew cold. "But... what would they... say..? I know it's a bad time saying that but... Will you live contacting them in this situation?"
"Of course I will," Zim said, rubbing his arms as if cold. "They-they don't KNOW I did anything WRONG. I mean how could they? There- there's no rule that says you can't have sex with an alien species. I'll-I'll be fine, just, I don't know how I can get in touch with them..." Zim looked up at Dib pleadingly, asking, "Please-please help?"
Dib stared down at those eyes of Zim's- looking past the contacts to see the swirly red underneath. He sighed. "If... If you promise me they won't kill you for this..."
"They won't," Zim said quickly, hope instantly recognizable in his voice. "They can't."
After a while of studying, Dib nodded to Zim, his thoughts purely on Zim's wellbeing and his smeet.
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you!" Zim chanted, hugging Dib tightly.
Dib blushed a little while stroking the back of Zim's head. "So... we should get working on it soon, shouldn't we..?" He sighed, not particularly wanting to come in contact with the Irkens.
"Yeah," Zim said, pulling back and nodding. "The main thing is reach. If we can figure out how to extend the reach of my transmissions we could contact them."
"What do you use to send transmitions with? Maybe I can work around that." Dib suggested.
"My computer," Zim said. "When in range the computer can connect to the Massive which can be used as a go between when I need information from the main irken database." He explained.
"Can you show me the mechanics?" Dib asked, looking down at Zim a little nervous at the thought of messing with such a big piece of Irken technology. He had messed with small Irken gadgets before, and figured out how they worked, but this was going to be a whole computer he had to bump around in.
"Yeah, come with me," Zim said, grabbing Dib's hand and leading him down further into the base where the house's brain was located.
Dib gave a small gasp as he stepped in the room and looked around. "Can... Can you point to me where exactly the transmitting area is?"Zim brought him over to the section, and Dib knelt, digging through the wires and harmless blue energy, trying his best to figure it out without taking it apart quite yet.
Zim explained it all as best he could, pointing to this and that and fussing over it. The transmitting equipment was very delicate and any one thing could mess it up.
After a while, Dib sighed, falling on his back from his sitting up position. "I'm... going to take a two minute breather and go home to get supplies to upgrade this thing... for now... my brain is about to explode."
"Ok," Zim said, nodding. "Mind if I stay here for a while, work on it a bit?"
"Sure," Dib sighed, rolling onto his stomach. "Have you worked on it any since you found out you were out of range?"
"Every day since," Zim said with a sigh. "But it'll be easier now."
Dib nodded. Thirty seconds passed, and Dib pulled himself up. "I hope this works."
"Me too," Zim said a little anxiously, shivering at the thought of what would happen if it didn't.
The human watched Zim just sit there for a while before he sighed and turned, heading for the way out. "I'll come back as fast as I can... Though, this might take a while on the whole, Zim... and... You may be Irken, but I'm only human so I might exhaust too easily for you." Dib said before pressing the elevator button. .
Zim grunted in acknowledgment, a tool coming out of his pak to help him work.
And with that, Dib left, exiting the area in blank thought, leaving the whole big empty room all to Zim's lonesome. The occasional humming from an ignorant robot in the other room buzzed and echoed through the walls. The only other noise was that of the power surging through the wires and tubes and metal.
Zim worked for hours non-stop, only going up to the top floor for food and drink before going back to work, so far coming up with nothing.
Dib had helped a while with Zim as well, some at his own house, and some at Zim's base. There, laying on the base's floor littered plenty of human devices of all shapes and sizes. Dib sighed as he stared at one of the objects, sitting next to Zim. "Is this really a good idea...? I could always try to help you out here on Earth..."
Zim pulled at something in the works, grunting a little with the effort as he said, "Dib... you know nothing... of irken anatomy and... I'm not exactly a... medic drone... so I know hardly anything either." He pulled whatever it was out finally, falling onto his back and yelling, "GIR! STOP PLAYING IN THE MACHINERY!" To which he got a giggle and the sound of scurrying a few levels above them.
Dib sighed. "I just... I don't feel safe about this, you know? For me or you. At least I know I won't try to take over my own world." He set the object down, obviously a little worn from working for so long, and not particularly desiring the outcome of his work anyway.
"We'll be fine, I'm sure," Zim said, sitting up and wiping his forehead.
"And that's what I'm saying!" Dib responded. "We'll be fine... here on earth... I can... find a way, I swear I can."
Zim sighed and laid back down, saying, "I... I don't want to take any chances."
"Me neither." Dib sighed, finding his way back into the mess of cords and wires, and digging a trinket in there.
Zim looked over at Dib, asking, "Why... don't we take a break?"
Dib sighed and pulled his head out of the wires to look at Zim. "Sounds like a good idea." He pushed himself up and held a hand out for Zim incase he'd like to get up and crawl in bed or something. "It must be hard for you to be doing this while you're pregnant. I don't want to stress you out too much, so would you like anything while we're on break? I'll let you take an extra long break if you want."
Zim let Dib help him up and said, "I think I'll just take a short nap and maybe have a snack or something."
"Okay," Dib steadied himself before back tracking towards the door. "If you want anything, say the word. I'll make you a sandwich, whatever. Just say it."
Zim nodded and walked over to the elevator, asking, "Are you going to join me or... are you going to do your own thing?"
"I have nothing to do, and I'm tired." Dib admitted. "But I'll stay awake incase anything comes up." By that he meant Zim snapping awake and needing to throw up, or asking for something else. After all, this would just be a nap.
"Ok," Zim said, getting into the elevator and waiting for Dib.
They went up to ground level again while happy, annoying elevator music hummed. The elevator dinged and let them out.
Zim slunk over to the couch and flopped down onto it, snuggling into the pillow that was on it.
Dib walked over to his kitchen and examined all the food he had; which was none. He sighed. "You're totally cleaned out. I'm going to have to go back to my house to get food."
"Ok, want me to come with you?" Zim asked tiredly.
"No, you stay here and rest. I'll only be a minute anyway." Dib assured him, stepping over towards his door.
"Ok," Zim mumbled, watching Dib leave before falling asleep.
An hour later, when Dib realized Zim WASNT going to wake up anytime soon and that his sandwich on the table could wait being that he didn't particularly want to wake Zim up just for a sandwich, Dib crawled on top of Zim, totally and utterly bored. He snuggled up against his warm body, taking in consideration Zim's breathing. It was remarkable how human Irkens really were, to the point one could even get pregnant by a human. Dib sighed onto Zim's shoulder. Despite how much he wanted to stay up for Zim, he couldn't keep his eyes open for long thanks to the comfort Zim oddly enough provided for him.
Zim slept on, for another two hours when Gir decided he'd cook himself dinner and began making a ton of noise in the kitchen in his attempt to cook.
"Stupid... Gir..." He muttered, snuggling against Dib's warmth, barely realizing in his still half asleep state that the human was even there at all until he caught sight of the sandwich.
Dib groaned himself, waking up and peeping over to Gir. "I thoughts you didn't have foods..." He exhaustedly shut his eyes once more and snuggled Zim.
"I don't," Zim said tiredly. "Which makes me wonder what he's cooking. Hope you didn't leave anything import of yours where he can get it."
Dib paused for a moment. He removed all body weight off of Zim to peer into the kitchen where he saw Gir just banging pans together aimlessly. He growled in annoyance and let himself back down on Zim. "He isn't cooking."
Zim snickered at Dib's initial worry and Reached out with one hand for the table that was in front of the couch and pulled it closer so he could better eat the sandwich that was there one handed.
Dib sighed, laying his body back down on Zim, holding him close to make up for the absence of body warmth that he needed. "Anything else you want, Zim, before I get back up and get working?"
Zim shook his head and looked around for the clock, being unable to turn to see it he asked, "What time is it?"
Dib forced himself away from Zim's body warmth once more to pull back down. "Nine." He grumbled lazily.
"You should get some sleep then." Zim pointed out, shivering a little as the human's warmth was taken from him.
"But it's only nine. I can stay up longer and help." Dib brought his fingers to Zim's chest where he curiously drew little symbols.
Zim looked off to the side a little, saying, "I'll only be working for an hour more... don't worry about it."
Dib frowned. "It's not right that I should go to bed before you. Let me stay up, and you go to sleep."
Zim looked like he was considering it before sighing and saying, "Why don't we just both go to sleep?"
"Okay..." Dib looked up. "Are we sleeping here or back at 'our' house?"
"I don't know, what do you think?" Zim asked, looking back at Dib curiously.
"I think I'd like to try resting where you sleep." Dib smiled, though, inwardly was slightly frightened at the thought of something happening to him while he slept.
"Ok," Zim said, sounding pleasantly surprised.
Dib got off of Zim and the couch and stretched, then held a hand out for Zim. "You do have a bed, right?"
"Of course," Zim said, grabbing Dib's hand and pulling himself up.
"There isn't anything about it that I should know about, is there?" He gave a half joking grin over to the Irken.
"Maaaybe," Zim teased, grinning at Dib as he led the way to the elevator.
Dib walked in. "Maybe? What kind of answer is that?" He began getting a little nervous at the notion.
"It means you'll find out," Zim said, leaning against the wall of the lift.
Dib frowned as the elevator rose. It buzzed with poor music, and the elevator eventually stopped, opening their doors to reveal a new room.
Zim walked out into a hall and opened one of the three doors on the right, motioning for Dib to walk in.
Dib eyed the alien but nervously and cautiously stepped into the room.
Zim followed Dib in side and went immediately to the bed. It was a simple room, colored like the rest of the base. The bed was big enough for two, though they'd be slightly closer than if they were to go back and sleep in Dib's bed.
"Huh. It's normal." Dib remarked, slowly going over to the bed and experimentally feeling the mattress before sitting down on it. "I sort of didn't expect this."
"What DID you expect?" Zim asked, laying down.
Dib cleared his throat. "A giant liquid tube or something..." He pulled himself down on the bed next to Zim, but still on the edge of the mattress.
Zim snorted and scooted over a little to give Dib more room. "I tried that once, it wasn't very comfortable."
Dib put his hands around Zim's waste and pulled himself closer to him. "Should have expected as much." He then quickly took an antenna into his mouth without giving Zim time to protest.
Zim 'eep'ed quietly before relaxing against Dib.
Dib sucked on it idly while speaking with it in between his lips. "Tell me more about the girl you loved."
Zim wriggled a little, closing his eyes and saying, "She was- she was... soooo pretty. And... nice and... stop that..."
"Why? I thought it relaxes you?" Dib asked, still speaking with the antennae in-between his lips before going all the way down to the tip to suck.
"Ehn, not the tip," Zim said, putting his hands on Dib's cheeks to push him away.
Dib released his lips from Zim's antennae the second he got a good suck at the very end of the antennae. "Why not?"
"'Cause it's not as relaxing as here." Zim said, grabbing Dib's hands and putting them at the base of his antennae.
"Oh." Dib said simply before rubbing the base. "Does it irritate your antennae or something down on the tip?"
Zim hummed quietly and shook his head slightly, saying, "No... the tips are just really really, really sensitive."
"They sort of taste good, though..." Dib mumbled quietly to himself.
"You are odd, human." Zim mumbled, snuggling against Dib tiredly.
"Why's that...?" Dib asked, feeling slightly insulted, and watching the antennae taunt him.
Zim looked up at Dib, his eyes flickering tiredly as he said, "You just are." He snuggled back up, adding, "I never said it was a bad thing."
Dib idly stared at the antennae. "Then what is it?"
"I don't know." Zim answered truthfully. "I guess in some ways it's good."
Dib hummed softly. "I guess it's better to be odd than like everyone else..." He then remembered that the person he was holding onto wasn't a person at all, and was in fact, green. "But I guess it can also get annoying..."
Zim was quickly falling asleep, and merely gave Dib a hum in the positive, not being able to do much else.
Dib glared at the opposite wall for a bit. He wasn't at all tired! It was frustrating. He checked down at the Irken in his arms. He was asleep.
Dib sighed, and let his eyes wonder the room some more. They eventually fell on Zim's taunting antennae once more. How irritated could the Irken be in his SLEEP? And they taste so good. Dib smiled and pulled the two into his mouth, each in either cheek for him to suck the tips.
Zim grunted and shifted in his sleep, the attention starting out as only a mild irritation. After a few moments though he couldn't help it and squirmed a little.
Dib continued joyously, peaking down at Zim every once in a while to see him squirm. He didn't seem to be in pain though, and he looked really cute like this, so he continued on.
After a few more moments small sounds began escaping Zim's throat. Tiny whimpers, small moans, and the squirming only increased.
Dib instantly stopped and, pulling them out of his mouth, looked down at Zim with wide eyes. He knew instantly just why Zim didn't want him touching the ends now. A red blush spilt over Dib's face and he tried to stop the squirming Zim in his arms.
Zim nuzzled Dib almost affectionately, pressing as much as he could against the body next to him.
"Z-Zim..!" Dib took hold of Zim's shoulders and slightly tried to push him away when Zim's leg rubbed up against something of Dib's that made him blush harder and shudder and gasp.
Zim was flushing by then, nuzzling Dib's neck and nibbling on it subconsciously. It took a little while but he slowly became aware of his actions and, once he realized the position he was in and pushed against Dib, scrambling back to the other edge of the bed.
Dib grabbed onto his neck, staring wide eyed at the ex-invader. "Z-Zim! I'm sorry!!"
"Wha-what did you do?" Zim asked, a bright blush spreading across his face.
"I... I, uh.. N-nothing!" Dib scooted back a little, his own face red.
"It-it couldn't have been nothing!" Zim reasoned. It wasn't everyday he woke up rubbing himself against Dib. "Is-is it my hormones. Oh irk it's puberty all over again!"
"Nuh-NO! It's .. I touched your antennae even though you told me not to." Dib covered his face with his hands, afraid of getting yelled at by Zim.
"What!? Why would you DO that!?" Zim asked, sounding more confused than angry but still very much angry.
"I figured it wouldn't bother you if you were asleep, and," Dib blushed. "I like how it tastes..."
"You really... like the taste?" Zim asked, giving Dib a confused look.
Dib peaked through his fingers. "Yeah; why not?"
Zim looked up as if to see his own antennae, saying, "The only antennae I've ever licked have been my... mate's... and hers were bitter."
Dib blushed at the statement. "So.. that.. is something intimate?" He pealed his fingers from his face. "Yours taste sweet.. like honey.."
"R-really?" Zim asked, blushing a little. "Not... so much intimate... just... you know, most of the time I was... on bottom, never really got to do anything."
"That.. That surprises me... I kind of expected you to be.." Dib cleared his throat. "On top most of the time..."
"With my height, I don't think so." Zim said, clearly depressed by this topic.
"You're tall now." Dib smiled lightly, trying to give Zim some comfort through words.
"I am aren't I?" Zim said, still sounding slightly down but looking over himself as if impressed.
"Yeah," Dib grinned. "I stopped growing, too.. but since you're Irken... you might continue to grow..." He said, cautiously putting a hand on Zim's side.
"Probably not, but the thought that I might definitely helps." Zim said, giving Dib a small smile.
Dib smiled at the other, and they stayed like this for a while before Dib spoke again. "So, uh... The ends of your antennae make you horny?"
Zim blushed brightly once more and looked down, saying, "N-not so much. I mean they can. They just FEEL more. So, when they receive pleasurable attention it's EXTREEMLY pleasurable, same with pain."
Dib blinked at him, studying him for a little bit. "Can I touch them again? On the ends, that is.."
"I-I guess," Zim said, scootching a little closer to Dib once more.
Dib brought his hand to the small of Zim's back comfortably as he took a long antenna in his hand, lifting it to his face delicately. He closed his eyes and lightly kissed the end softly.
Zim shivered lightly and relaxed, his blush fading but not receding completely.
Dib let his tongue out to barely lick the honey-tasting antennae, matching it, not too long later, with sweet kisses from his lips. "I like you, you know, Zim..."
"Why?" Zim asked, his brows knitting together in confusion.
"I don't know," Dib said simply as he kissed it even more gently. "It could be my weird obsession with the paranormal.. but.." He took a bit into his mouth and sucked on it lightly before letting it out once more. "I've been more obsessed about you than with anything... and... you work me up so much and... you're just..." He blew hot air on the tip. "My everything.."
"You mean it?" Zim asked unsurely, resting his head on Dib's shoulder as he shivered again.
"More than anything." Dib chose this time to take his hand off of Zim's side to lift his chin and kiss his lips, ignoring the antennae still hooked on his finger for the Irken's green lips.
Zim kissed back softly, moving one hand up to play with the hair at the back of the human's head.
Dib continued kissing gently until his eyes fluttered opened half-way. "Zim?" He spoke between kisses. "I know we're married.. and you're pregnant.. so this could be a little late but..." He tilted his head more in the kiss.
"Hm?" Zim hummed, his eyes cracking open a touch.
"Can I be yours?" Dib's words were breathy and his eyes were shut once more, lips hovering over Zim's own.
Zim nodded, but only slightly, not wanting to move his lips too far from Dib's. He had found over these past few weeks, months, however long it had been now, that he liked Dib's kisses, he liked them very much.
Dib smiled lazily and connected his lips with Zim's once more, his fingers suddenly remembering the feelers. He rubbed them tenderly as his lips caressed Zim's own.
Zim hummed in a pleased way, another shiver snaking down his spine.
They kissed for a while before an arm of Dib's wrapped around Zim's back. Everything seemed to be perfect at this moment. Dib pulled away from Zim's lips to nuzzle his neck affectionately. "I love you." He continued his rubs.
Zim didn't know what to say to that, so he kept silent, weaving his fingers into dark hair and holding onto them.
Dib found the silence slightly disturbing and depressing, but continued what he was doing.
Zim: ME!
Dib: TSI!