While listening to /watch?v=SztCsmvhak4 (carol of the bells)
i had a great idea for a little one-shot... (involving my personal favorite, zim and dib)
A knock at the door.
"PIIZZAAA!" the little robot shrieked. Gir always ordered a pizza before he shut down for the night, and Zim had no choice but to allow it if he wanted to work in peace for a few hours. He begrudgingly opened the front door, only to find none other than Dib Membrane, his 'sworn-enemy.'
"Eh?! WHAT is the meaning of this visit Dib-stink?" the alien inquired.
"What size shoe are you?" the boy asked, rifling through his black duffel bag.
"Why does that matter?" Zim asked, crossing his skinny arms.
"Answer the question Zim."
Dib said this with such intensity you'd think the whole world depended on it.
"Eh- size..6. Women's..." Zim muttered, "Wait, why do yoouuuu need to know?"
"Good. I've got your size." Dib replied, ignoring Zim's question, then taking a firm grasp on Zim's upper arm.
"Eh? What is the meaning of this Dib-stink?" Zim growled as he struggled to get out of Dib's grasp. Supposedly, Dib was either extremely determined to get Zim to go somewhere or he'd suddenly grown much stronger than Zim. Zim decided to follow the Dib, maybe he was leading Zim to a secret hideout where Dib would surrender himself to Zim.
Through back alleys and along rocky paths, Dib tugged Zim harder with each twist and turn.
"Dib-stink," Zim said as they began down a dark path into the nearby forest, "Where in all of Irk are you taking me?"
"Zim," muttered Dib as he stopped in his tracks and turned around, "Trust me. Please."
Zim scanned his face, only then noticing that Dib's eyes were puffy, his nose red, and deeps purple bags were painted beneath his eyes.
"Your face is gross." Zim sneered. Dib sighed and rolled his eyes, his grip on Zim loosening and his pace slowing.
Something about Dib's actions and the things he said that night weren't adding up, and it didn't make sense to Zim. Where was Dib taking him? Why did he seem so...sincere?
The cold wind bit at Zim's neck as he was dragged deeper and deeper into the forest, and an uneasy feeling settled deep within his squeedilyspooch. Finally, Dib seemed to slow down and a clearing began to open up ahead. The pair made it into the clearing and came to a standstill.
"Well...?" Dib trailed off, gesturing halfheartedly at the pond before them.
"Well what? You've taken me to a puddle. I see no reason as to why you've brought me here. If you were trying to kill me with the water, I think you should know it's frozen." Zim stated obnoxiously, crossing his arms with a pout.
"No, you idiot, it's not a puddle, it's a pond, and I know that's it's frozen, now sit." the scythe-haired boy commanded.
"Eh? Sit on this cold, dirty outside ground? I think not Dibshi-" Zim was cutoff by Dib grasping him firmly by the shoulder and pushing him into the ground. He immediately began to unzip his bag and pulled out two pairs of ice-skates.
"Why are there knives on those shoes?" Zim asked, unconsciously leaning away from Dib and his knife-shoes.
"They're called ice-skates. Ya put em' on your feet and you can slide across the frozen water." Dib explained and he tugged Zim's boots off. Zim seemed to have little to no problem with this action. Dib shoved Zim's three-toed feet into the leather shoes, and tied the laces tight enough that Zim could hardly feel his feet. Even if the numbness was from the cold, he still could hardly feel his toes. Dib quickly put on his own ice-skates, and helped Zim up off the ground.
"Dib-stink, are you sure about this? I am well aware that the water is frozen, but I don't think it could possibly accommodate my amazing Zimness and your massive head."
"Quit worrying Zim, look," Dib said, wrenching up a relatively large rock from the frozen ground, and tossing it haphazardly onto the frozen surface. It slid all the way across the frozen pond, and stopped when it bumped the bank on the other side. "It's fine." Dib reassured Zim, patting him on top of his head, right between where his antennae would be under his scratchy wig. What the pair didn't see, however, was across the pond the rock had fallen through a thin place in the ice. Nothing to worry about though, it was thicker in the middle. They would be fine, just like Dib had said.
Dib gracefully slid onto the ice, appearing to have done this many times before, while on the bank Zim was still struggling to stand straight without his ankles bending inwards or outwards.
"C'mon Space-bug!" Dib called out cheerfully, "Scared of a bit of frozen water?"
"NONSENSE!" Zim called back, "Zim is scared of nothing!" He said this with such confidence that he stepped onto the ice without hesitation, gliding only a few feet until he lost his balance and was soon windmilling his arms to try and stay standing. Dib began laughing so hard that he nearly fell over with Zim. Just as Zim was about to fall hard on his alien butt, Dib swooped in and snatched him out of the air.
"ACK! Dib-monkey if you drop me I swear to Irk I will punt your measly human body into the sun!" Zim threatened, but his threat obviously was a reflex as his eyes were trained upon Dib's skates. Dib gently put the smaller male down on his feet, but still clutched onto his clawed hand. "What is the meaning of th-"
"Stop asking so many questions, shithead. I'm trying to teach you here." Dib interrupted. "Watch my feet. Push off with one foot, balance with the other. Push, balance, push, balance." he explained, Zim watching intently and copying his every move. Soon enough, Zim was gliding along just as easily as Dib. The two skated circles around each other, laughing and playing and making a game of it. As they played, thin spiderweb cracks began to form along the surface of the ice, nearly invisible until you actually looked at it. Each glide was another chisel in the ice, but they had nothing to fear, they would be perfectly fine.
The two spun a large spiral around the edges, simultaneously getting closer and closer to the center of the pond. Very quickly, they were in the middle, spinning fast circles around each other. Staring at each other's grinning faces, eyes locked in a battle to see who could stay standing the longest. Faster and faster, the circles got tighter and the boys got closer and closer, close enough to feel the other's warm breath on their faces. Zim's fake, human-ish eyes sparkled in the moonlight, seeming bigger than ever. Then, Dib suddenly came to a halt, nearly toppling Zim as he came full circle.
"Dib stink, what-"
"Shut it!... Do you hear that?" Dib asked, his face going serious for a moment. The only sound Zim heard was his own panting breath and Dib's. Then, a new sound. Like something...cracking. The Dib's eyes immediately shot own to his feet, and when he noticed who the cracks got to first it was too late.
"ZIM!" Dib cried as the ice beneath Zim's feet gave way and the small Irken was plunged into the icy water. He flung off his black trench coat and shucked his skates as he lost sight of Zim in the depths. Without hesitation, he plunged himself into the hole, eyes wide open in search of the familiar tunic. It was dark and frigid under the water, and the cold gave Dib a shock like he'd been electrocuted. A flash of color caught the corner of his eye, and he turned to see Zim flailing helplessly. Dib quickly snatched Zim by the tunic and swam to the surface, his hold on his own breath beginning to shorten. Dib popped out of the hole, and struggled to get Zim out of the water and onto the ice that had betrayed him only minutes ago. He then pulled himself out of the hole, and grabbed his coat and speedily wrapped Zim in it. He then hacked up quite a few mouthfuls of water himself before turning all him attention to Zim. The alien was pale and shuddering like a leaf in a storm, some places the skin was sizzling and burnt. Dib tried to press down on his stomach, but then remembered that Irkens only had one organ, and Dib had never gotten the chance to see Zim's innards. He'd long since abandoned that goal, but it sure would be useful then.
Which would be pretty helpful right now, Dib thought as he searched Zim's face for any sign of life. The aliens wig had long since been snatched off, and his antennae limp and lifeless.
If only he knew where to push and where the get the water out, then maybe... maybe he wouldn't be sitting on the ice, cradling the only living creature that ever noticed him.
"Zim..?" Dib whimpered, "Zim? Please, please please please don't leave me. I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. I never should've-" Dib's shoulders shuddered as he heaved out sob. God, why did this always happen to him? Why was everything against him? He just wanted to hang out with Zim, he was so tired-
"D-dib-stink?"
"Zim? Oh my god, ZIM!" Dib whole face lit up at the sight of the white contacts. Zim then promptly leaned over and threw up more than enough water than one should inhale. His PAK whirred and sputtered and is tried to heat him up, also heating Dib's legs in the process.
"Dib, you idiot." Zim murmured, his eyes fluttering as he leaned into Dib's chest. Dib hugged his as close as possible and slowly made his way back to Zim's house, skates and bag completely forgotten.
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and then dib gave zim noodle soop and everyone was happy. and zim gets dib to do lots of favor for him now because of this incident. :DDDD
MERRY CARPET!