They Corrupt Them
Chapter 11
Back on Earth Zim is running over blueprints of the massive he had received from his friend, Prisoner 777 and was trying to plot the best way to infiltrate and do his mission. Dib came in and handed him a soda as he stood beside him and looked over the blueprints a little. "I never realized how big that ship was." Zim looks up at Dib as if he had developed retardation. "Really Dib-love?"
Dib rolled his eyes. "I knew it was big, I mean I remember it was pretty big when we both took the thing over once, but...it's been a while since I've seen it. Sort of forgot how big it was." He said, trying to rephrase the sentence that he had come up with earlier. Zim then nods in understanding. "Yes, Zim remembers that…and now Zim will have to crawl through it...I just have to figure out how to get in." Dib looked at the blueprints. "Maybe I could hack into it again and open the ship hatch." He suggested. "Though...the guard Irkens may catch that..."
"Probably..." Zim says laying his head on Dib's side resting his eyes a moment. The human kissed the top of his head and rubbed his side a little. "Wait...I remember Lard Nar talking about a snack hatch." He said after a moment, how they had blown it up once when battling them. "The snack hatch..." Zim repeats thinking. "The one that was blown up in the Resisty's attack a few years ago?" he says nuzzling Dib's side it was so warm and comfy.
"I'm sure they would have rebuilt by then," Dib replied and looked it over more. "But I could be wrong..."
"Hmm, computer run and an electro-thermal scan of the Massive and print out the results for me," Zim says.
"Will that help determine where you can sneak in?" Dib asked.
"It's for the off chance they rebuilt the space but made it vulnerable; Red and Purple are never thorough in what they do," Zim says truthfully "the only decent planning they have ever done has been in the past week or so of self-awareness" Dib hummed and nodded at this fact. "True." He said as the results were soon printed. The printout shows that there is only basic shielding over the area and no electricity at all. "Dib, you are a genius! This will be perfect for Zim's infiltration!"
Dib smiled. "Sweet." Zim hugs Dib tightly. "When should Zim leave...he has to go by himself, doesn't he? Of course, I do..." Zim answers his own question knowing the mission would be very dangerous, and bring people along would defeat the purpose of him going at all. Dib bit his lip and sighed. "
Maybe, but I'm thinking of hacking into the security cameras aboard the ship so I can monitor, and tell you if you need to be careful down specific halls. I'll be in a ship with Rift or Skooge." He said, wanting to make sure that Zim had someone he could rely on up there.
Zim feels the happiness that Dib might be there with him he was scared he knew he was scared but he knew he had to do it. "Zim appreciates it, Dib-love" Dib smiled at this and nodded as he kissed his cheek. "Just looking out for you, babe." He replied and Zim wonders this is the second time Dib has called him Babe, does he think he is weak as an earth smeet? He then remembers that men would normally call their wives or girlfriends this, so maybe it is a term of endearment? He hopes so; he likes those very much; they make him feel special. "Babe is a term of endearment yes?" Zim asks looking up at Dib with his wide magenta eyes wanting to be sure.
Dib smiled and nodded. "Yeah, it is." He assured, petting his antenna lightly. Good" Zim says now feeling better about the word; he purrs as Dib pets his antennae, the action relaxing him helping him de-stress before he plans further on when to leave. This was it, all prep was done...everything was ready, now all that was left was to not fail... it was all on him now; he grips Dib's shirt slightly drawing comfort from his mate, secure in the knowledge Dib would be waiting for him when he got back. Dib hugged him close and nuzzled him a bit. "Zim loves you," the alien says, wrapping his arms around Dib, knowing that more likely than not, nothing would happen since they had planned so well. But it was a mission, and Zim's luck wasn't the best, so he wanted to ensure Dib knew how he felt before he went. "Stay safe Space boy, and I love you too." He told Zim, wishing him luck.
"Zim will." he kisses Dib before going to check everything and updating his voot cruisers programming, ensuring it can pass the first shield without raising alarms. He takes off; his first trip into space in years he had almost forgotten what it felt like... he settles down, and curls into a ball resigning himself to three days of loneliness and practically mind-numbing fear wanting to get it all out before he gets there. Dib followed Rift and Skooge onto their ship, taking his laptop along with him. Once he was on board he put his seat belt on and went about his business on the computer; he then started the process of hacking into the security cameras on board, making sure Zim's path to the control brains would be secured.
~o~o~
Zim sees the massive come into sight on his radar and is happy, to be honest, the Irken is freezing; he had to turn off all the heat producers in the ship and even turn down his own PAK temperature to remain undetected, and he was shivering terribly; he couldn't wait to get on the massive. He slowly maneuvers the ship in-between the shield spaces, careful not to set them off even though his whole body is quaking with cold; his hand is steady. He cuts open a hole just big enough for the voot to enter through making sure to close the vacuum immediately after he sets cloaking up and passes out for an hour allowing himself to adjust to the warmth of the Massive like a fish in a new bowl.
Dib patched through after a while. "The halls seem clear so far." He told Zim, watching the footage. Zim wakes up at the voice. "Understood..." he clicks out in Irken, having turned his translator outward off so that the Irkens are less likely to notice an odd language being spoken if he had to speak; he crawls out of the voot carefully looking around, extending his PAK legs to crawl on walls and ceilings. The Irken sneaks but almost falls when suddenly alarms start blaring, almost deafening him as the control brains announce over the massive. "PAK Evaluations have been moved to now! report to the liaison immediately!" the voice blares the same sound that had tortured Zim the same one who had filled his mind with all the terrible things he had done Zim begins shaking eyes wide about to have a full blown panic attack
Dib frowned as he heard the strange words coming through the video feed. "What just happened?"
Rift sighed. "PAK evals...too early." He said.
"Dammit." Dib groaned.
~Meanwhile~
Red looked up and cursed as he looked over at Purple. "It's too Early...we have to delay it." He said and stood. Purple nods, looking serious as he looked around and notices one of the control Irkens typing away as they looked at a radar; he floats over to him looking at the blank screen, before crying dramatically. "OH MY GOD THAT'S A MEEKROB SHIP IN DISGUISE! WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE!" he yells, dropping a skittle onto the screen to look like a blip. The Soldier makes a face but knows this has to work and starts activating all the battle station alarms. Red's eyes widened as he realized what the other was doing, a diversion. "Battle stations!" He demanded, watching the others get to their stations and start working.
~Back with Zim~
Dib's voice patched through once again, but Zim ignored it as he tried to calm himself. "Are you alright?" He asked him through the communicator. "It's okay... Zim is okay they can't hurt me they can't hurt me" Zim chants to himself in Irken his body shaking his legs moving slower than they were toward the brains. "Zim is fine Zim is fine." He chokes on a sob muffling it so he won't attract attention, but tears still fall from his eyes, thankfully no one is in the hallway at the moment; he is slowly but surely closing in on the brains even though he wants to flee and cry.
Dib watched on the screen and bit his lip. "Come on Zim...you can do this." He whispered. Rift kept looking at the other screen, glad Red and Purple were distracting with a fake battle to buy time.
~Back to the Tallest~
Every time a ship was destroyed Purple would drop a skittle or two more skittles. "OH MY GOD THEY ARE MULTIPLYING!" he cries, dramatically waving his arms around in panic, causing such a scene the control brains wouldn't dare look away. Red glared toward the window, though he wanted to laugh at how dramatic Purple was being; he continued to command each Irken to shoot and use the lasers in hopes the distraction would work for Zim.
~Back to Zim again~
Zim is just outside the room of the control brains a lone guard outside the door one soul between him and his mission. His fear and panic labels the guard as an enemy; he lowers two fine PAK legs to kill the Irken fixated on the kill to ease his panic. In the back of his mind, he is screaming to stun the Irken, let it go let it free, but the fear is loud; he is getting closer. The Irken looked at Zim, a little shocked to see him, especially after the video he had seen; he couldn't get the image out of his mind. The lone Irken brought up his weapon and aimed it; he was aware of the situation after being informed by the Tallest not long ago about the control brains hiding things. "knock me out." He mouthed.
The guard noticing him sent relief through Zim, it allowed himself control, and swiftly he struck the Irken, slamming it harshly against a wall, its PAK making a terrible cracking noise. And alarms started blaring; He knew the Irken would survive but he wouldn't move for a while he probably would need a specialist.
Zim feels guilty but if he fails he required to ensure the guard would not be held responsible. Forgoing subtly Zim rips off the door to the liaison and running in, pulling the virus out, but he is grabbed by mobile robot arms; He fights them off, but they stab him, cut him, anything they can do to get him to stop getting closer.
Then suddenly he hears a sickening click, and he turns his head to find the brain has attached a cable to his PAK. Horror fills his features as it starts feeding him information, so much he screams the overload making him thrash and scream terribly, but he doesn't dare drop the virus.
~With the Tallest again~
Purple stops his fake panic the second new alarms start sounding the alarms specific to someone attacking the control brains. "Red!" he turns to face his co-tallest asking what they are supposed dot do now? Red frowned. "We need to go help, Zim." He said, suddenly fearing for the smaller Irken. "They can't take on all of us at once." An Irken sounded off. "Sir, the Resisty ship is coming close. They're asking to board." Red looked at him. "Let them in." He commanded. "We need all the help we can get." Purple nods, calling the Irken people. "Guards! We move now; we must help the Resisty spy in destroying the brains! Move!" Purple says heading over immediately, knowing Red would have his back.
Red ran, following his co-tallest. The Irken behind the controls let the Resisty in, allowing them to board the ship and suddenly they flooded toward the control brains. A few Vortians shot at the control brains, hitting wires.
Another ally covering Red and shooting a cable as Red tried to remove the one attached to Zim; he can't get it, and a robot arm sweeps Red away as the brains easily resist the shots, they keep knocking the attackers away, successfully defending themselves as they punish the tiny Irken who had dared defy them twice. Zim is screaming his PAK overloading form sheer information as punishment for his defiance he was going to die. He knew there would be no other chance to stop the brains.
~With Zim again~
Zim makes a decision even as his PAK begins burning him; he sticks the virus in his teeth using both arms to tear his PAK out. The pain far worse than the burning; he felt the life support device retracting from his systems and tears fell freely from the Irken's eyes as he frees himself from it, blood flowing out freely; he rushes forward toward the brain shoving the virus in it as he collapses his world going dark as the brains seem to scream.
Red covered his antenna as the brains screamed in pain and agony; he looked over and demanded some Irkens take Zim to get medical attention over the screaming, a Vortian helped one of the controller Irkens take Zim to the medical bay as Red detached the PAK from the control brain arm before looking around. "Pur?" He called as another Irken took Zim's PAK to the med bay as quickly as they could.
Purple laid against a wall breathing heavily, a piece of metal shoved in his side; he knew it wasn't deadly if he didn't panic, but that was getting increasingly harder to not do he never was good with pain... "Over here Red," he says quietly. The red-clad Tallest went to him and saw the metal in his side; he frowned and took his hand. "Shh..." He tried to keep Purple calm, soothingly petting his antenna. "It's going to be okay." He told Purple.
"I know...I know" Purple says breathing holding Red's hand. "We won right?"
"Yeah...Zim put the virus in..." Red replied and sighed. "We won...I just hope Zim will survive...he ripped himself from his PAK." Purple shudders. "He better survive, we owe him a cake," he says shakily trying to focus on his breathing. "We won..." Purple says a few tears coming to his eyes both form pain and immense relief.
"Medic!" Red called. A few medical Irkens carefully put Purple on the stretcher; he followed them to the medical area where few of the Resisty were being worked on as well, the tallest wanted to keep an eye on Purple, but at the same time he wanted to make sure Zim would survive. "Go to him we ignored him long enough. I will be fine now, shoo" Purple waves Red off with a smile, wanting to know as well. Red nodded and squeezed his hand lightly before going to where they were working on Zim. "Can you reattach his PAK?" He asked the medic.
Two medics are hurriedly trying to cool the PAK and fix the vital part, and another is trying to stop the bleeding. "We can't get him conscious, and his PAK won't function; he has seven minutes before the time limit is up!" the medic says in a Panic. Red cursed and looked down at the communicator when he heard it beep, it must be Dib; he answered it.
"Zim! How is he?" Red frowned and explained the situation but let Dib see him. "Zim..." He called. "Keep fighting!" Dib called through the communicator to the injured Irken. "You better make it out of this Space Boy, we are going to have smeets..." He could hear Dib's voice break as he spoke. Red listened and realized that Zim and the human were mates, not friends like he and Purple had thought.
Zim remains unresponsive, but a slight twitch of his antennae gives away him still being alive. Red smiled at this as Dib continued to try and rouse him, urging the smaller to come back to the waking world. Ever so slowly the Irken opens his eyes and speaks his voice weak. "Your voice is too loud, large-headed human...Zim won't die...he promises" he says closing his eyes again. "I expect you to hold your promise of giving me smeets as soon as this is over after all..."
"Thank god..." Dib sighed in relief. "I'm heading to the Massive Zim; I'll be there soon." Zim doesn't respond already having passed out again. Red sighed and lets Dib go so he can concentrate on driving the ship; he then went to sit down but asked them to keep him updated on Purple and Zim's conditions. They nod and as the easily treated members of the Resisty get better they kind of just huddle in a corner clearly nervous about being surrounded by so many busy Irkens, even though they know they're safe it is still strange to them, especially since they don't know if they have permission to help.
An Irken went up to them. "Are you guys in need of medical attention?" She asked cautiously, not wanting to frighten the unsure Resisty members. "No ma'am we are fine... is there anything we can do? we are all well trained..." One says noting all the Irkens trying to treat everyone. She looked around. "There are a few who still need some attention if you wouldn't mind helping them...the medical team is stretched thin right now."
"yes ma'am we will get on it immediately you can count on us..." He says as the Resisty members immediately disperse the one who spoke resolving to ask the nice Irken to dinner once he got the chance; her pretty eyes staying in his mind. She smiled a little as she glanced at the Resisty member, finding him attractive; Ren made herself get back to work, knowing she would probably be needed by anyone sooner or later.
One of the medic Irkens shout in victory as Zim's PAK begins shaking and clicking to life it won't be pleasant, but it should be enough to sustain life until they can get a surgeon to look at both Zim and the PAK. Red heard the victory cry and went over. "You've got him fixed for now?" He asked, looking over the smaller with concern.
"It won't be pleasant, and he will be in pain but he will survive" the medic Irken says putting the PAK on Zim and as it connects the small Irken twitches and jerk uncontrollably the horrible clicking noise make many Irkens flinch, but it clams down as Zim eases back into consciousness; his eyes focus on Red in confusion. "My Tallest?"
Red flinched at the clicking noises a bit. "Yes Zim, it's me." He replied. Zim twitches a few more clicks being heard; he flinches eyes clenching shut in pain having grown too used to a painless Pak over the last few weeks. "Is this Zim's second execution? Am I to die here?" he asks voice devoid of malice just acceptance, the memories of the short talk with Dib gone without a Pak to store them in. Red shook his head. "No Zim, you are pretty much a hero." He replied, realizing Zim's memories weren't there right now; he sat in the seat beside the bed.
"Why are you here?" he twitches again; another click is heard breaking the silence that has descended over the room everyone listening. "Zim did nothing good he wasn't supposed to be caught...is the guard okay? Why are you here...?" Each question bringing heart-wrenching clicks form the PAK, Zim can't think straight tears coming to his eyes as he tries to piece together the pieces of his reality for the past few weeks the PAK screwing them up and mixing them out of order.
"The guard is being worked on, yes...as for why I'm here...I'm making sure you are okay along with Purple," Red said, flinching at the clicking; he couldn't wait till that was fixed. "And you did plenty good. You sent the virus into the control brains like the Dib human said you would, but you ran into some trouble, and we went to help."
Zim narrows his eyes in confusion. "But you hate me...you always have... Zim deserved it of course, but you hate Zim" he mutters trying to understand everything. "The guard... Zim was going to kill him... Zim is glad he didn't..."
Red sighed. "Look Zim...when Dib showed us the videos we realized that you weren't at fault, it was the control brains. Pur and I, we are very sorry for how we treated you, and we hope that you can forgive us for it Someday." Zim makes an odd noise between a sob and a scream of agony; his PAK clicking far more harshly.
He knew his tallest felt that way, but he couldn't handle it; his mind and everything so disoriented he thought he would puke. He jerks to the side before curling up, the PAK forcing all the emotional pain out in the form of wracking sobs; he is able to choke out in between them. "Zim forgave you long ago" he jerks slightly, his PAK also suffering from the assault of information the control brain had forced upon him.
They also scrambling his thoughts. "The lottery number for the 17th annual convention space is seven three seven five thousand" he claps a hand over his mouth the clicking picking up and slowing down the medics open the PAK to find certain areas sparking. Red arched his brow. "The control brains must have overloaded him with far more information than he could handle..." He said as another Irken entered the room; he looked up. "Rift?" Rift ignored him as he ran over and got to work quickly on replacing wires and draining the access information that Zim didn't need. "We got here as fast as we could, I may need some more fuel."
"take whatever you need..." Purple chimes in suddenly leaning on Red; his corset gone and his side wrapped heavily as he leans against his co-tallest. Red frowned and put his arm around him. "Pur, you need to rest." He said, concerned.
Rift nodded. "Thanks, sir." He replied and looked at Zim. "Are you feeling better?"
Zim takes a second to calibrate to his functional PAK again and when he does he looks up at Rift and the tallest as if seeing them for the first time today. "We won?" he asks hopefully "Of course, we must have we are all alive! Zim didn't fail!" he giggles gleefully and looks around frowning. "Where is the Dib?" he asks wanting his mate here to help celebrate the victory. "He'll be here; I think he got lost in the halls." He said before hearing Dib yelling for Zim down the hall till the human ran in and went to him. "Zim!" He hugged him. Zim makes a noise at the sudden pressure but hugs back just as fiercely, releasing the Dib just enough to kiss his human his antennae vibrating in happiness. "We won..."
Dib kissed him back softly. "You did it, Zim."
Purple is amazed at the contact between the Irken and the human, is that what mates do?! More importantly is that something he can do with Red?! Zim holds his human wondering if it would be okay to break down and cry now, but he wants to visit the guard first, so he tries to hold it in. "Dib-love, Zim hurt someone and he wants to make sure they are okay..." The Irken says not releasing his human. Dib nodded. "I understand Zim." He replied.
Red looked around and pointed toward where the guard was resting. "Right over there." Zim takes Dib's hand walking over and looking at the guard a medic working on the male's PAK and notices how smooth the antennae of the Irken is, and he feels fresh guilt come to him, this one must have been fresh out of the academy and he had wanted to kill him. "Will he be alright?" Zim asks the medic not knowing if the guard was conscious or not.
The medic looked over at Zim and smiled a little. "He'll be alright...his PAK is healing him, don't feel too guilty Zim, you were doing what you needed to, and Keal was doing what he needed in case the Brains were watching." Dib squeezed Zim's hand lightly and held him close as the Irken named Keal slowly opened his eyes. "Um hello... Kael? Err my name is Zim... I kind of knocked you out..." Zim says gently but awkwardly drawing strength from Dib.
Kael sat up slowly and smiled a little. "Don't worry about it, you are forgiven." He replied, looking at the other. "I've got a slight headache, but I'm sure I'll survive." Zim smiles happy that the young soldier doesn't hold a grudge and he hugs the taller Irken before going back to stand by Dib. "Zim is happy, and he hopes you have a speedy recovery! You were very intuitive to notice Zim in the first place!"
"I'll keep that in mind," Kael replied, smiling as Dib wrapped his arms around Zim. One of the control Irkens came up to Zim. "Tallest Red requests that you and the Resistiy stay, once Tallest Purple is fully rested we will have a celebration." The blue-eyed Irken said. "Celebration? Really? That's nice?" Zim says smiling though inwardly he wonders when the Tallest are going to realize they still don't like him but he will enjoy it while it lasts. He turns back to Kael "Zim and Dib will leave you to rest now we too need sleep! Right, Dib?" He looks up at his mate happy the battle was over and ready to just cuddle.
Once they arrive Zim immediately jumps on the soft bed. "Ah, the stink of clean..." he purrs rubbing his face in the pillow. Red pet Purple's antenna and sighed. "I'm not sure, I'll have one of the medics update me in a little while." He replied. Dib smiled as he got on the bed with Zim; he thanked the other Irken before she left and snuggled with his mate. "Irken beds are soft." He commented. "Yes, superior Irken technology makes a good bed." Zim agrees. Dib smiled and kissed him softly. Zim nuzzled into Dib. "Zim was frightened he doesn't remember clearly, but he thought he wouldn't keep a promise to you... what was it?" The Irken looks up at Dib trying to recall what was said when his PAK was damaged again.
Dib smiled a little. "I was saying you better live, you promised me smeets or something along those lines." Zim blushes. "I did... oh such smeets we shall have..." he giggles holding onto Dib lightly thinking of what he could have lost if he died but strangely he doesn't feel like crying he just feels grateful and accomplished that he didn't die. "Zim is glad you are here... even if it was rushed and you still didn't get to explore.
"We have plenty of time to do that," Dib replied as he started petting his antenna and hummed softly. "But I still want you to talk to someone about your self-harm." Zim nods placing his face in Dibs neck smelling him with his antennae. "Zim will do whatever the Dib asks. Zim cannot be the best mate or parent ever if he is always sad...Zim wants to be better" he says meaning it. Dib kissed him softly and nodded, smiling. "I know you'll get better."
Zim clings to Dib. He knows getting better will hurt, but it will be so worth it if these self-doubting thoughts could go away... he would trade almost everything for that. He feels himself getting sleepily his PAK beginning to go in rest mode. "When I wake up we should go to the food court... you would like Irken food. "I would like to try it," Dib said sleepily, falling asleep himself, snuggled close to Zim as he slept.
~~o~~
Red observed Dib and Zim for a moment and then nodded, smiling as he carefully held the co tallest in his arms. Purple relaxes in his co-tallest arms; glad they are free to do so now. Red nuzzled him a little and held him. "Come on... let's go to my resting chambers and then we will talk about making that cake for Zim," he said, knowing they had a lot of things they needed to do once everyone was rested up. Purple leans into Red as they go his injury hurts but the warm feelings enveloping him and his Pak working on healing him all dampen it. Red opened the door and led Purple to the bed, once Purple was laying down he laid with him and held him close, being careful of his injuries. Purple tucks his head under Red's chin careful to not hurt himself but then realizes he never asked Red how he was.
"Did you get hurt?" Purple looks up at Red and kisses the bruise surprising himself but refusing to freak out the action had felt natural, and he liked it. "Only minor ones," Red replied. "Sprang my wrist and bumped my head when the control brains threw me off, Zim." He said, pointing to a slight bruise on his head through his injuries were healing. "I am glad it wasn't any worse... did anyone die? Do you know?" Red hummed, not really sure at the moment. "I don't know; I will have to check later." Purple nods and holds Red, glad neither of them was dead.
Red nuzzled him and purred softly. Purple purred back and then giggles. "I bet all the Irkens that aren't on the Massive are probably rolling in confusion right now."
"Most likely." Red chuckled. "We'll have to clear the air soon and tell them what is going on...especially the role the control brains played in all of this."
"We should probably just rent out Conventia and explain all at once and have celebratory nachos... " Purple says lightheartedly they will also have to devise a plan for them to move on as a race together but for now he just wants to bask in the relief of freedom. "I'll get on that," Red replied, smiling as he held him close. Purple's purr increases, but has a thought. "That thing... that Zim and the human did...can we, um- oh never mind…" Purple loses his nerve halfway through his question just curling as much as he dared before aggravating his injury into Red.
Red looked at him for a moment. "You mean the lip touching?" He asked. "I would like that."
"Really?" Purple looks up at red glad he knew what he was talking about and smiles shyly. "So how do we do it... they made it look so easy..." Red thought for a moment before pressing his lips to Purple's, trying to remember how Zim and the human had done it; he kissed him softly and purred lightly. Purple doesn't know how to describe the feeling, but he clings to red closing his eyes and entwining their antennae having never felt anything so... so... Irk-shattering before he doesn't want it to end nor ever practice this with anyone other than Red.
Red found himself deepening the kiss a bit and adding tongue into it as he wrapped his arms around Purple, antenna vibrating a bit against Pur's own; he had never felt this feeling before, but now he just didn't want it to end ever. Pur inserts his own and it dances with Red's this feeling was incredible and new and perfect why was such a thing banned if it was so beautiful? Though he imagines it is only enjoyable with your significant other because he can just think of enjoying this with Red. It must be the same with Zim and the human. He wraps his arms around red getting even closer ignoring the twinge of his injury he knew it wouldn't hurt him much now anyway. Red moaned softly as their tongues danced together; he cupped Purple's cheeks in his hands; he loved holding the other in his arms and touching him.
Purple forgets the world the only thing that matters to him this moment is Red he can feel red taste him all of his senses are consumed by his Co-Tallest his mate, even though they are the same height they fit together perfectly, it was terrific. Red broke the kiss after a while and nuzzled him lovingly; he smiled as he looked down at his mate, happy to be with Purple in this way. "We should have so figured this out sooner..." Purple says breathlessly.
Red nodded and sighed. "I agree." He purred and smiled as he held the other as Purple nuzzles into Red, the day catching up with him. "Tomorrow is going to be so busy... I am shoving most of the work on you." he giggles happily. "As you always do." Red chuckled softly. "But I don't mind." He admitted, knowing Purple preferred to be lazy most of the time while Red himself did most of the work, it had been like this for as long as he could remember.
"I promise to get you lots of snacks," Purple says happily; he does plan on taking on new responsibilities since they are running an empire without the brains, but he doesn't know where he will fit in yet. But, he won't worry about it now because right now it is him and Red and that is all that matter. "Good," Red replied. "I will be expecting them. We also have to get ready for the celebration and Zim's cake."
"Oh yeah! what kind should it be?" Purple says excitedly looking forward to that party.
"Hmm...chocolate," Red replied thoughtfully.
"Chocolate is yummy, we can have the chocolate!" Purple says happily but sleepily as his PAK to begins his rest cycle he kisses red again wanting one more before sleep just a soft one it was just as nice though in different ways than the first, but he found he enjoyed that one too. Red was feeling a bit tired himself; he kissed him back lightly. "Good night Pur." He smiled and relaxed a bit before falling asleep.
The night brought many changes to the Irken people all across the galaxy, there were mass confusion and new feelings surfacing in the formally violent, militaristic race, and most of them ended up hiding in their bases, scared out of their minds, or seeking comfort from trusted allies, unsure what to make of what is happening to them.
The ones on the Massive however just felt peace as they either shared space with other Irkens or various members of the Resisty, none of it was love yet or even close to mating but just the feeling of being close to another being brought the newly awaken Pak and their owner's comfort.
