Dib Is Sick Chapter 53: Terms of Agreement

Zim: Sassafrass002

Dib: Me

Beta: Sassafrass002

Warnings: Extreme OOCness

Rating: M for later chapters

Disclaimer: We do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Yawning and shifting onto his side again in the bed, Dib looked back at Zim through half-lidded eyes when the Irken asked him how he was feeling. "Tired..." He answered in a sleepy voice, a part of him just wanting to return to sleep despite having just woken up.

Moving in nearer to him, Zim stared down at him for a moment. "Umm… Dib, does it hurt to touch you right now, or...is it not so bad at the moment?" He asked, hoping he could scoot in closer so he could make up for everything that had unfolded the night before.

"I-It's fine...You can touch me. S-Sometimes I just feel like my body is on fire and everything hurts...But at the moment...I-I'm just really tired..."

"Okay. Well...Tell me if I'm hurting you, okay?" Zim said, lying on his side next to Dib, moving nearer and carefully wrapping his arms around him.

Turning over onto his other side to face Zim and nuzzle himself even closer, Dib nodded his head. "Okay..." He said in a tired voice before closing his eyes to sleep, just wanting to catch up on what had been taken from him the night before.

Closing his own eyes, Zim smiled as Dib nuzzled close to him, enjoying the warmth from the other as he hummed out a contented sigh.

After a few quiet moments, there then came a sudden tapping at the window of the room they were in.

Dib was by now fast asleep.

Lifting his head to look out the window just to see Gir hovering there, Zim raised an antenna. "Gir?" He said the android's name, thinking at first that he might be dreaming.

Zim doll in hand, Gir waved his hand wildly at Zim.

"Gir," Zim then whispered loudly. "Gir, go away! You can't be here! They don't allow dogs in this place!" He gestured for the other to leave when he realized he wasn't dreaming.

Pushing open the window, Gir flew in and landed on Zim. "Hi, MASTAH, I missed youuuu." He squealed, completely disregarding Zim's last command.

Making a small irritated sound at all the noise and movement, Dib shifted in the bed. "Mmmm..." He sounded out but otherwise didn't wake up.

"D'awww…Big head boy so kyoot!" Gir dropped the Zim doll he had brought with him near Dib.

Looking down at the doll, Zim then looked back at Gir. "You just had to bring that thing with you, huh?" He sent the robot a rather irritated look.

"YES!" Gir smiled right back at him, none the wiser to Zim's disapproval of the tiny replica. "Me and Squishy brought it to make the Big Head Boy feel aaaall better!" He then smiled cheerfully, now waving the vibrator from before about in one hand.

Zim's eyes widened in horror at the sight of said sex toy. "AHH! The dreaded love toy!" He grabbed it from Gir and shoved it into the SIR unit's head. "Keep that FILTHY thing away from me, Gir!" He then shuddered, eye twitching.

"Awww..."

Letting out another irritated grunt, Dib shifted again before blinking his eyes open to look up at Zim and Gir, glaring slightly.

Awkwardly, Zim looked to the side wide-eyed. "Heh...Blame him." He pointed to Gir who just waved and smiled.

"Awww, you look so cyute!" Gir held up the Zim doll again and waved it in front of him.

Blinking his eyes open more at the Zim doll being waved in front of his face, Dib blushed and grabbed it from the disguised SIR unit to hide under the covers with him before sending Zim a glance a few seconds later then quickly looking away shyly.

"Eh? What? I've seen it before, Dib." Zim smiled at the other.

Merely blushing even more, Dib sank down under the covers with it before hiding completely from the other's view, clutching the small Zim doll to his chest protectively.

"...What did I say?" Zim sighed and shook his head, sending Gir a 'This is your entire fault' glance.

From under the covers, Dib could feel himself drifting off again as he cuddled the doll and hugged it close to himself. Finally seeing everything go black around him, he then shifted about in his sleep a bit, causing the covers next to Zim to move.

Once he saw him shifting around, Zim looked back over at Dib. "Dib..?" he lifted the covers up slightly. "Oh...He's asleep." He carefully placed the covers back over him.

Walking into the room, Gaz came to stand behind Zim. "What are you doing?" she asked upon seeing Zim under the covers with her brother.

Jolting in shock, Zim turned around sharply. "Gaz, why are you here?" he asked when he realized who it was behind him.

"Oooh! Hi, spooky lady!"

Voice sounding irritated, Gaz folded her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Dad got a call from the hospital this morning but he's working right now, so he made me come down here to check on Dib." She said as though it were obvious before looking around the room and noticing the disarray it was still in from the previous night. "So, what the hell happened in here? I may not be a doctor, but I'm pretty sure all that equipment shouldn't just be lying on the ground like that. And why are you in bed with my brother?" She raised an eyebrow, sending Zim a questioning look.

His body beginning to shiver slightly, Dib shifted again in his sleep uncomfortably.

Looking to the side and blushing slightly, Zim sat himself at the edge of the bed and frowned, deciding to ignore her last question. "Well, if you must know, he started hallucinating last night and panicked. That's why it's such a mess in here..." He half mumbled, not bothering to tell her anything else that had occurred that night.

Pulling out her Game Slave 2 to start playing, Gaz plopped herself down into one of the chairs in the room. "So, how'd you convince him to actually let you take him here? He's deathly afraid of hospitals, y'know." She said, not seeming at all surprised or concerned by any of what Zim had just told her about the night before.

"Yes, I know...And I didn't convince him. He did...But only on the condition that I stay with him." Zim looked up at Gaz, frowning a bit. "Did you even know he was sick?" He then asked in a rather suspicious voice.

Pausing her game, Gaz sent Zim a fairly unimpressed look. "What do you think, Einstein? He's only a few doors down from my room. Of course I knew he was sick. Every night for the last week and a half all I've heard is non-stop hacking and coughing. But I figured eh..." She shrugged. "You know, he probably wouldn't have agreed to see a doctor even if I had said anything to him about it. I'm surprised you even got him to admit to himself that he needed to get medical attention." she returned back to her game.

Eyes narrowing on her a bit, Zim then looked off to the side again. "Yes, well...I guess he just needed someone to actually care..." He said, hating how lightly Gaz was treating Dib's condition.

Until next time~