Alright, Chapter 3. This one is a bit short, as well as boring. I was originally planning on ending it at this chapter, but then I decided not to, because I just love the story and it's I want to play around with it a bit more. I promise there will be more slash in the next chapter.
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Dib laid there for long time thinking. He wasn't bound to the table anymore. On the side of each shackle, there was a button to press to release it. If you were bound, it would be impossible to reach time, but if you had one hand free, you could undo yourself in a matter of seconds.
He could leave any time that he wanted to, but what bugged him was the kiss. Did Zim do it out of curiosity, or affection? Did he even know that it meant affection? And did he leave Dibs arm free on purpose, or did he forget about it?
Eventually, he decided that it was best to go, before Zim came and discovered that he was loose. He made his way to the entrance that Zim used, but didn't know his way out after that. He supposed that he was under Zim's house, or at least he hoped. They could have been on a different planet for all he knew.
Right when he got to the door, it opened. Gir was standing there. "What are you doing?" he said?
"…Leaving…?"
"Oh, okay. Bye!"
"Uh, bye." With that, he slipped past Gir and went out. So, there were stupid robots after all.
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The TV was on in the living room as Dib walked down the hall. Zim must have been watching it, so it was his chance for escape. He planned on leaving the same way he came in. "Finally," he sighed to himself as he rounded the corner to the kitchen. Zim was standing there in front of the window. When Dib saw him, he stopped dead in his tracks.
"You take me for an idiot, human," Zim said in a very solemn tone. Then he approached Dib and produced the GameSlave from behind his back. Dib just wanted to ask him why, but he couldn't. They stood there for a few moments, staring at each other in the uncomfortable silence. Then Gir walked in. "Passions is on!" he said to Zim. "I'll be there in a minute, Gir" he said quickly, his eyes darted back to Dib as if nervous about something. Dib, seeing that Zim was no longer making an effort to keep him as a prisoner, walked around him and climbed out the window. He walked off Zim's property, and then ran all the way home.
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Out of breath, he walked in the door. He had no idea what day or time it was, but he supposed that Gaz would have gone insane by then. But she wasn't. He walked in the living room, and there she was, sitting on the couch playing with a GameSlave. Dib could have fainted right there.
"Where did you get that?"
"Dad bought me a new one. Where have you been?"
"Getting THIS," he said, holding the GameSlave up, "what day is it?"
"Sunday."
"My whole weekend down the drain. All for nothing." With that, he sighed and went upstairs to his room He flopped out on his bed and fell asleep for a few hours. When he woke up, it was dark. Getting up, he looked through his telescope, which was still trained on Zim's house. Maybe his quest for the GameSlave hadn't been for nothing after all.
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Dib laid there for long time thinking. He wasn't bound to the table anymore. On the side of each shackle, there was a button to press to release it. If you were bound, it would be impossible to reach time, but if you had one hand free, you could undo yourself in a matter of seconds.
He could leave any time that he wanted to, but what bugged him was the kiss. Did Zim do it out of curiosity, or affection? Did he even know that it meant affection? And did he leave Dibs arm free on purpose, or did he forget about it?
Eventually, he decided that it was best to go, before Zim came and discovered that he was loose. He made his way to the entrance that Zim used, but didn't know his way out after that. He supposed that he was under Zim's house, or at least he hoped. They could have been on a different planet for all he knew.
Right when he got to the door, it opened. Gir was standing there. "What are you doing?" he said?
"…Leaving…?"
"Oh, okay. Bye!"
"Uh, bye." With that, he slipped past Gir and went out. So, there were stupid robots after all.
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The TV was on in the living room as Dib walked down the hall. Zim must have been watching it, so it was his chance for escape. He planned on leaving the same way he came in. "Finally," he sighed to himself as he rounded the corner to the kitchen. Zim was standing there in front of the window. When Dib saw him, he stopped dead in his tracks.
"You take me for an idiot, human," Zim said in a very solemn tone. Then he approached Dib and produced the GameSlave from behind his back. Dib just wanted to ask him why, but he couldn't. They stood there for a few moments, staring at each other in the uncomfortable silence. Then Gir walked in. "Passions is on!" he said to Zim. "I'll be there in a minute, Gir" he said quickly, his eyes darted back to Dib as if nervous about something. Dib, seeing that Zim was no longer making an effort to keep him as a prisoner, walked around him and climbed out the window. He walked off Zim's property, and then ran all the way home.
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Out of breath, he walked in the door. He had no idea what day or time it was, but he supposed that Gaz would have gone insane by then. But she wasn't. He walked in the living room, and there she was, sitting on the couch playing with a GameSlave. Dib could have fainted right there.
"Where did you get that?"
"Dad bought me a new one. Where have you been?"
"Getting THIS," he said, holding the GameSlave up, "what day is it?"
"Sunday."
"My whole weekend down the drain. All for nothing." With that, he sighed and went upstairs to his room He flopped out on his bed and fell asleep for a few hours. When he woke up, it was dark. Getting up, he looked through his telescope, which was still trained on Zim's house. Maybe his quest for the GameSlave hadn't been for nothing after all.
