Wow, this chapter is long! Well, longer than the others! I know that Dib
and Zim are both VERY out of character at this point, but depression, love,
and pity can do that to a person. Just try and put yourself in each
characters shoes. I'm not sure you'd find yourself acting the same way,
but have compassion, because I know I'D find myself acting the same way!
I HAD A DREAM ABOUT ZIM! AND CHIBI TALLEST RED! *LOL* I loved it so much! I sleep with a plushie of Zim above my head so when I woke up from my dream at 5:00 in the morning, Zim had fallen down and was right next to my face. Heh heh I'm such a nerd. It was cute though!
Thank you sooooooooooooooooooooooo much for all the reviews. I know I say that every chapter but with every chapter I grow more thankful! You guys all kick anus!
If you can't figure out who the man GIR and Nny call "Daddy" is, I feel sorry for you...
Dib stared at one of Zim's lawn gnomes in disbelief. Everything seemed to swirl around him as his mind tried its best to piece together scattered fragments of comprehension that prevented him from understanding what happened. His balls still hurt; badly. He rubbed them from over the thin sheet subconsciously, not even thinking about the warning of rain that thundered overhead. Dib leaned back against the warm door and could've sworn that he felt Zim's presence radiating from behind. He closed his eyes and hiccuped from holding back tears and wondered what he should do.
Zim sighed and stood up falteringly. GIR came from the kitchen, tripping over Dib's shirt again. He knew that he had messed up a lot more than just his master's lab.
"You dun love Dib no mo'?"
Zim flinched. "I... no. No. I don't."
Little GIR looked down, feeling his master's distress.
Outside, Dib ran his fingertips down the front door, desperate for the warmth that had suddenly left the surface. Disappointed, he stood up and made his way home, not giving a shit about the world and it thought about a half-naked, crazed boy walking down the street at an ungodly hour of the night.
'It's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone down into his lab... I deserve this...'
Dib stared down at his blurry toes as they slowly came and went against the clammy cement beneath him. He could smell the sour aroma of rain in the distance and feel the moisture in the ominous air. Poor Dib didn't know what to think. His mind was cluttered with abstract ideas and permanent solutions to a problem he couldn't even identity. All he could think of was how stupid he was, how much he regretted ever kissing the alien. The mess that Dib was in now could've been prevented, but noooo, he had to let his lips exploooore. NOW what was he going to work for? He had started to think that the world wasn't even worth saving. The whole recognition thing didn't even appeal to Dib much anymore. He almost wished that Zim would take over Earth. That would certainly solve things. And then it wouldn't be considered suicide, so...
Zim stared up at the clock. Not much time had passed. He let his weary eyes fall on his SIR, who was fast asleep in the armchair.
The armchair. Zim blushed brightly and looked back down at the floor.
'I shouldn't have been so hard on him... I mean, what if he really wasn't trying to find out something he could use against me?'
The thought didn't seem very convincing to Zim at the time, but he figured he should at least go check up on the human. He stood up from his spot on the couch and opened the door slowly.
Dib was gone.
Zim's eyes went wide. He hadn't expected the worm-baby to actually leave... he stepped outside and looked around a bit.
Dib was no where to be found.
Zim hesitated, then went back inside the house. He walked to the armchair and nudged GIR awake. The robot looked up at his master expectantly.
"GIR, why was he down in the base with you?"
GIR rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up. "Who?"
Zim grabbed his companion by the shoulders and shook him. "ARGH, don't you DARE act stupid, not now. You know damn well who I'm talking about. Why was he down there with you?"
The SIR's eyes filled with tears from being at the root of his master's anger. "He said he thought it was cooooool."
Zim raised a brow. "That's... why? ... Did he say anything else?"
"He said 'No no don't touch that! I don't want to get blamed for something you do, crazy robot. I'm just here to look around.'" GIR smiled. He was proud of himself for remembering all that.
Zim paled, slowly realizing that Dib's intentions were innocent. He slapped himself upside the head and growled. "UGH! How could I have been so STUPID?! Being around all these stink-beasts must be getting to me, I can't believe this..." He turned and ran out the door. GIR stared blankly, then fell back asleep.
"Ow!"
Dib stumbled and leaned against the side of a building for support. He raised his foot and brushed the bottom of it, letting loose the sharp pebble that was stuck there. He looked up. His heart skipped a beat when he realized where he was.
"The old train station..." Dib stepped underneath the porch and stared at the tracks before him. The building was closed down a long time ago, but the railway was still in use. He thought about the possibilities and gave an apathetic shrug. "What the hell, not like I've got anything to live for now."
Zim pounded down the street, his eyes grazing every front yard, every ally, every office building he came across for Dib. He knew that the first place he looked should've been Dib's house, but he was too worried to act rationally. Large droplets of water had already started to fall. Zim winced and abruptly stepped under the slim protection of a tree, massaging the areas of tender flesh where the rain had hit most. After a few moments to recover, he began running again. He needed to keep going. He had a feeling that something bad was going to happen if he didn't find Dib soon.
Dib sat down gingerly in the middle of the tracks. He stared down at the scabs on his arms and began to pick them, smiling aberrantly at the site of his blood being washed away by the rain.
The train's horn sounded from the distance. Dib looked up suddenly, his single spike of hair drooping over his face. He was slowly plummeting into the cloud of despair that seemed to shut out all lucid thoughts.
"Dib?"
He turned to where he heard the voice. Zim was hunched on the porch of the station, his arms folded over his chest in a feeble attempt to ease the pain that the water from the sky inflicted. He stared at Dib, feeling horrible that he could influence someone to take their own life.
Dib looked away quickly.
"Dib, please come here..."
"Why should I?" Dib glared at Zim.
It was Zim's turn to look away. "Because..."
Dib shook his head. "Psh. If you don't have a reason, go away. ... Or did you want to see me die like this?"
Zim's lower lip trembled slightly. "No... I have a reason... I have a lot of reasons..."
The horn from the train sounded again, this time louder. Dib looked for a light on either direction of the tracks warily, then smirked at Zim. "Well, you better give me one of them before that train comes if you have any hope of saving me."
Zim took a deep breath. He was stepping way out of Dignity's boundaries. "Dib... I was... wrong."
Dib blinked.
"I was wrong for accusing you like that, I was wrong for not trusting you, and I was wrong for giving you a reason to throw your life away. And for that..." Zim flinched, feeling tears run down his cheeks. "For that, I'm truly sorry."
The horn from the train sounded again. Dib's cold, wet body suddenly came into light. Zim saw the train coming and began to panic. "Dib, Dib, please forgive me and come here..." He held out his arms shakily.
Like a child, Dib stood up slowly and walked over to Zim. The train raced by only seconds after Dib got out of its way. Zim smiled and a sob escaped his throat.
Dib whimpered and stood in front of Zim. He felt so lost and afraid...
Zim's smile faded quickly when he saw the expression on Dib's face. He stepped out from under the protective roof of the porch and pulled Dib's wet body to his. The water burned Zim's flesh, but he didn't really notice at first as he held Dib tightly and rubbed his back.
Dib hesitated before returning the selfless hug. But as soon as he did, all of his jumbled emotions spilled onto Zim's shoulder as well as his tears. "Oh Zim I'm so sorry..."
Zim hissed, unable to stand the rain any longer. He pulled Dib under the roof with him and ran his claws through the human's soaked hair. "Dib, don't be sorry..."
Dib cried uncontrollably, adding to Zim's discomfort. "Thank you... thank you so much..."
"Shh... it's over now..." Zim smoothed his claws over Dib's red cheeks and stared at the mess of a human in disbelief. "Dib, it's okay, please stop crying..."
Dib hiccuped. "Zim..."
"No, shh..." Zim put a claw up to Dib's quavering blue lips.
Dib shook the claw away. "Zim, listen to me..."
Zim's hands rested on Dib's shoulders. "Yes?"
Dib stared deeply into Zim's ruby eyes. "I love you."
Zim choked. "What?"
"I do Zim, I do..." Dib started crying again.
Zim looked away. He wanted to say he loved him back, but Dib didn't look like he was in his right mind. It was hard to trust those tender words when they came from someone who just tried to kill themself. Zim took Dib by the hand and led him slowly to a bench that was positioned near the boarded-up front door of the train station. He sat down on the bench and reached up to untie the saturated sheet that was wrapped around Dib's waist.
Dib didn't seem to care as the sheet was pulled away from his body, but Zim quickly helped him up into his lap and covered him with it anyway. He was careful of Dib's nudity, especially since they were still in public, even if it was a deserted area. Zim wouldn't have removed the sheet at all, but his body was just too sore to deal with even more wetness; his soaked pants were bad enough.
Dib coughed and rested his head on Zim's shoulder, muttering to himself. Zim tried to understand what Dib was saying, but it wasn't making much sense. He sighed and held Dib tight. "You should try and get some sleep, you're going to become ill..."
But Dib shook his head slowly and continued to murmur.
Zim raised an eyebrow sympathetically and rubbed Dib's chest, trying to keep him warm. The cold didn't affect him as much as it did the human. He thought about calling GIR to bring some clothes, but his utility pack was still at Dib's house. Cursing himself for just leaving it there, he brought a hand away from Dib's chest and searched his pockets for any change. He pulled out 50 cents. With a triumphant grin he looked around for a pay phone. There was one on the other side of the porch.
"Dib, get up for a moment, I'm going to call GIR and have him come get us."
Dib closed his eyes and fell to the side, curling up on the bench. Zim got up and walked over to the pay phone.
'Ring, ring!'
The electronic phone rang a couple more times before GIR answered it from inside Zim's house. "Goodbye? ... Oh, hi master! I'm making you eggnog! ... Ooooooo choo-choos! ... Can I be the caboose? ... Aww, he's gonna die! ... Oh. Okie dokie! Hello!"
GIR hung up the phone and grabbed Zim's balled-up shirt off the floor. Then he skipped into the kitchen and snatched Zim's disguise off the kitchen table. He threw the things into his head and ran out the door.
Zim hung up the phone and checked to see if he got any change back. Empty- handed, he walked back over to Dib and stared down at him. He was pale and trembling violently. Zim sat down by Dib's head and brushed the hair away from his face, wishing there was more he could do.
...
'I can't believe I'm letting this creature affect me like this...'
GIR squealed and ran through Dib's door, which was still open from when he left a few hours ago. A tall skinny man with red hair wearing glasses and black clothes looked down at the robot guiltily. He tried to hide the custom-made lamp of Prof. Membrane behind his back.
GIR stopped and smiled up at the man, recognizing him immediately. "DADDY!"
The man scowled. "Go away."
GIR giggled. "Okay Daddy! I'll tell Zim and the others you said 'hi'!"
"But I didn't."
GIR ignored the man's reply and fetched Dib's pants off the ground. He stuffed them in his head and swayed a bit, the contents of the thermos weighing him down. But he soon got used to the added weight and ran out the door, chanting, "I think I can, I think I can!"
The man blinked and yelled over his shoulder. "Nny, you should've killed him."
Johnny appeared in the kitchen doorway, smirking. "But he didn't do anything, Daddy..."
Zim yawned and stared at the green horizon that glowed from behind the buildings. This would be his first time ever watching the sun rise over earth's surface. ... Not that he cared or anything, it was just something to think about. It couldn't be any different from the sunrise on Irk. Zim smiled a bit. He missed the sunrise on Irk. All those bright purples and whites and blues... Zim studied the skies more intently now, wanting to see what effect the earth's atmosphere had on the sun's rays.
"Chuga-chuga chuga-chuga chuga-chuga WOOOO WOOOOOOOOO!"
Zim jumped with the sound and looked around for any activity, his antennae alert. After a few moments, GIR came into view, running along the inside of the train tracks. He pulled an invisible chain next to his head and roared, "WOOOOOO WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Zim sighed, relieved. "GIR, come here."
The little SIR obeyed, suddenly looking sad. He pointed at Dib and tilted his head to one side. "He broked-ed?"
Zim gasped. "You're still wearing Dib's shirt?! GIR, I told you to keep it dry!"
"But then I woulda been naked!" GIR gave his master a "you're so silly" look.
"Then you shoulda wore your dog suit!" Zim gave his servant a "you're so stupid" look.
GIR stuck his tongue out and smiled. "Oh yeaaah..."
Zim rolled his eyes and mimicked GIR. "Yeaaah, now where's the rest of the clothes and my utility pack?"
GIR's head opened in response and out flew the clothes and Zim's disguise. Zim grumbled and bent down, pawing through the items. His face fell. "GIR, is this all you brought?"
The robot smiled gloriously.
"Where's my utility pack?! And my boots, and Dib's boots?! And Dib's boxers?!"
GIR frowned. "Pig needed those too."
Zim snarled. "Oh well, at least you got most of our clothes and my disguise. Now give me Dib's shirt."
GIR looked horrified. "But I'll be naked!"
"No you won't, you can wear... Dib's dress." Zim's patience was growing thin.
"Oo yay! I'll be pretty! Pretty pretty! Happy birthday Mr. President!" GIR cackled and jumped out of Dib's shirt, running over to the dirty white sheet crumpled on the ground next to the bench.
Zim pulled his shirt over his head, popped his contacts in and adjusted his wig. Then he picked up Dib's clothes and woke him up gently. "C'mon Dib, I got your clothes, it's time to go home..."
Dib coughed and sat up slowly. He didn't look too well. Zim helped him get into his clothes and reached behind, hoisting Dib up against his belly. Dib wrapped his arms and legs around Zim and buried his face in his shoulder, moaning.
GIR bunched up the sheet around himself and looked up at his master for approval.
Zim sighed and nodded. "Very nice GIR. Now, do you think you are capable of carrying me AND Dib home on your jets?"
"I'm too pretty! You carry me!" GIR twirled around.
Zim stomped his foot against the ground. "GIR! Dib is sick, we need to get him back home! Now can you carry us or not?!"
GIR shrugged, activating his jets and hovering in front of his passengers.
"Just try, okay GIR?" Zim sat down on his back and eased Dib on top of GIR's head.
GIR giggled and flew down the way he came at a damn good speed considering his load. "I'm a butt-head!"
Zim pushed Dib forward a bit and looked at his tired face sympathetically as everything they passed started to have that morning glow. Zim sighed. He had missed the sunrise.
But Dib's face made up for it.
"I love you too, Dib."
Aww! I could easily end the story there, that would be the perfect ending... but this story is fun to write and I think we can come up with more things to happen! And I still need to throw in another scene with the Tallests! So will Zim and Dib go back to being enemies come Monday? Will they be friends at school and lovers in secret? I dunno! No choices this time, just throw some suggestions at me and I'll work with what I get! Thank you so much for reading! I'll update soon!
- SwEeTiNsAnItY
I HAD A DREAM ABOUT ZIM! AND CHIBI TALLEST RED! *LOL* I loved it so much! I sleep with a plushie of Zim above my head so when I woke up from my dream at 5:00 in the morning, Zim had fallen down and was right next to my face. Heh heh I'm such a nerd. It was cute though!
Thank you sooooooooooooooooooooooo much for all the reviews. I know I say that every chapter but with every chapter I grow more thankful! You guys all kick anus!
If you can't figure out who the man GIR and Nny call "Daddy" is, I feel sorry for you...
Dib stared at one of Zim's lawn gnomes in disbelief. Everything seemed to swirl around him as his mind tried its best to piece together scattered fragments of comprehension that prevented him from understanding what happened. His balls still hurt; badly. He rubbed them from over the thin sheet subconsciously, not even thinking about the warning of rain that thundered overhead. Dib leaned back against the warm door and could've sworn that he felt Zim's presence radiating from behind. He closed his eyes and hiccuped from holding back tears and wondered what he should do.
Zim sighed and stood up falteringly. GIR came from the kitchen, tripping over Dib's shirt again. He knew that he had messed up a lot more than just his master's lab.
"You dun love Dib no mo'?"
Zim flinched. "I... no. No. I don't."
Little GIR looked down, feeling his master's distress.
Outside, Dib ran his fingertips down the front door, desperate for the warmth that had suddenly left the surface. Disappointed, he stood up and made his way home, not giving a shit about the world and it thought about a half-naked, crazed boy walking down the street at an ungodly hour of the night.
'It's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone down into his lab... I deserve this...'
Dib stared down at his blurry toes as they slowly came and went against the clammy cement beneath him. He could smell the sour aroma of rain in the distance and feel the moisture in the ominous air. Poor Dib didn't know what to think. His mind was cluttered with abstract ideas and permanent solutions to a problem he couldn't even identity. All he could think of was how stupid he was, how much he regretted ever kissing the alien. The mess that Dib was in now could've been prevented, but noooo, he had to let his lips exploooore. NOW what was he going to work for? He had started to think that the world wasn't even worth saving. The whole recognition thing didn't even appeal to Dib much anymore. He almost wished that Zim would take over Earth. That would certainly solve things. And then it wouldn't be considered suicide, so...
Zim stared up at the clock. Not much time had passed. He let his weary eyes fall on his SIR, who was fast asleep in the armchair.
The armchair. Zim blushed brightly and looked back down at the floor.
'I shouldn't have been so hard on him... I mean, what if he really wasn't trying to find out something he could use against me?'
The thought didn't seem very convincing to Zim at the time, but he figured he should at least go check up on the human. He stood up from his spot on the couch and opened the door slowly.
Dib was gone.
Zim's eyes went wide. He hadn't expected the worm-baby to actually leave... he stepped outside and looked around a bit.
Dib was no where to be found.
Zim hesitated, then went back inside the house. He walked to the armchair and nudged GIR awake. The robot looked up at his master expectantly.
"GIR, why was he down in the base with you?"
GIR rubbed the sleep from his eyes and sat up. "Who?"
Zim grabbed his companion by the shoulders and shook him. "ARGH, don't you DARE act stupid, not now. You know damn well who I'm talking about. Why was he down there with you?"
The SIR's eyes filled with tears from being at the root of his master's anger. "He said he thought it was cooooool."
Zim raised a brow. "That's... why? ... Did he say anything else?"
"He said 'No no don't touch that! I don't want to get blamed for something you do, crazy robot. I'm just here to look around.'" GIR smiled. He was proud of himself for remembering all that.
Zim paled, slowly realizing that Dib's intentions were innocent. He slapped himself upside the head and growled. "UGH! How could I have been so STUPID?! Being around all these stink-beasts must be getting to me, I can't believe this..." He turned and ran out the door. GIR stared blankly, then fell back asleep.
"Ow!"
Dib stumbled and leaned against the side of a building for support. He raised his foot and brushed the bottom of it, letting loose the sharp pebble that was stuck there. He looked up. His heart skipped a beat when he realized where he was.
"The old train station..." Dib stepped underneath the porch and stared at the tracks before him. The building was closed down a long time ago, but the railway was still in use. He thought about the possibilities and gave an apathetic shrug. "What the hell, not like I've got anything to live for now."
Zim pounded down the street, his eyes grazing every front yard, every ally, every office building he came across for Dib. He knew that the first place he looked should've been Dib's house, but he was too worried to act rationally. Large droplets of water had already started to fall. Zim winced and abruptly stepped under the slim protection of a tree, massaging the areas of tender flesh where the rain had hit most. After a few moments to recover, he began running again. He needed to keep going. He had a feeling that something bad was going to happen if he didn't find Dib soon.
Dib sat down gingerly in the middle of the tracks. He stared down at the scabs on his arms and began to pick them, smiling aberrantly at the site of his blood being washed away by the rain.
The train's horn sounded from the distance. Dib looked up suddenly, his single spike of hair drooping over his face. He was slowly plummeting into the cloud of despair that seemed to shut out all lucid thoughts.
"Dib?"
He turned to where he heard the voice. Zim was hunched on the porch of the station, his arms folded over his chest in a feeble attempt to ease the pain that the water from the sky inflicted. He stared at Dib, feeling horrible that he could influence someone to take their own life.
Dib looked away quickly.
"Dib, please come here..."
"Why should I?" Dib glared at Zim.
It was Zim's turn to look away. "Because..."
Dib shook his head. "Psh. If you don't have a reason, go away. ... Or did you want to see me die like this?"
Zim's lower lip trembled slightly. "No... I have a reason... I have a lot of reasons..."
The horn from the train sounded again, this time louder. Dib looked for a light on either direction of the tracks warily, then smirked at Zim. "Well, you better give me one of them before that train comes if you have any hope of saving me."
Zim took a deep breath. He was stepping way out of Dignity's boundaries. "Dib... I was... wrong."
Dib blinked.
"I was wrong for accusing you like that, I was wrong for not trusting you, and I was wrong for giving you a reason to throw your life away. And for that..." Zim flinched, feeling tears run down his cheeks. "For that, I'm truly sorry."
The horn from the train sounded again. Dib's cold, wet body suddenly came into light. Zim saw the train coming and began to panic. "Dib, Dib, please forgive me and come here..." He held out his arms shakily.
Like a child, Dib stood up slowly and walked over to Zim. The train raced by only seconds after Dib got out of its way. Zim smiled and a sob escaped his throat.
Dib whimpered and stood in front of Zim. He felt so lost and afraid...
Zim's smile faded quickly when he saw the expression on Dib's face. He stepped out from under the protective roof of the porch and pulled Dib's wet body to his. The water burned Zim's flesh, but he didn't really notice at first as he held Dib tightly and rubbed his back.
Dib hesitated before returning the selfless hug. But as soon as he did, all of his jumbled emotions spilled onto Zim's shoulder as well as his tears. "Oh Zim I'm so sorry..."
Zim hissed, unable to stand the rain any longer. He pulled Dib under the roof with him and ran his claws through the human's soaked hair. "Dib, don't be sorry..."
Dib cried uncontrollably, adding to Zim's discomfort. "Thank you... thank you so much..."
"Shh... it's over now..." Zim smoothed his claws over Dib's red cheeks and stared at the mess of a human in disbelief. "Dib, it's okay, please stop crying..."
Dib hiccuped. "Zim..."
"No, shh..." Zim put a claw up to Dib's quavering blue lips.
Dib shook the claw away. "Zim, listen to me..."
Zim's hands rested on Dib's shoulders. "Yes?"
Dib stared deeply into Zim's ruby eyes. "I love you."
Zim choked. "What?"
"I do Zim, I do..." Dib started crying again.
Zim looked away. He wanted to say he loved him back, but Dib didn't look like he was in his right mind. It was hard to trust those tender words when they came from someone who just tried to kill themself. Zim took Dib by the hand and led him slowly to a bench that was positioned near the boarded-up front door of the train station. He sat down on the bench and reached up to untie the saturated sheet that was wrapped around Dib's waist.
Dib didn't seem to care as the sheet was pulled away from his body, but Zim quickly helped him up into his lap and covered him with it anyway. He was careful of Dib's nudity, especially since they were still in public, even if it was a deserted area. Zim wouldn't have removed the sheet at all, but his body was just too sore to deal with even more wetness; his soaked pants were bad enough.
Dib coughed and rested his head on Zim's shoulder, muttering to himself. Zim tried to understand what Dib was saying, but it wasn't making much sense. He sighed and held Dib tight. "You should try and get some sleep, you're going to become ill..."
But Dib shook his head slowly and continued to murmur.
Zim raised an eyebrow sympathetically and rubbed Dib's chest, trying to keep him warm. The cold didn't affect him as much as it did the human. He thought about calling GIR to bring some clothes, but his utility pack was still at Dib's house. Cursing himself for just leaving it there, he brought a hand away from Dib's chest and searched his pockets for any change. He pulled out 50 cents. With a triumphant grin he looked around for a pay phone. There was one on the other side of the porch.
"Dib, get up for a moment, I'm going to call GIR and have him come get us."
Dib closed his eyes and fell to the side, curling up on the bench. Zim got up and walked over to the pay phone.
'Ring, ring!'
The electronic phone rang a couple more times before GIR answered it from inside Zim's house. "Goodbye? ... Oh, hi master! I'm making you eggnog! ... Ooooooo choo-choos! ... Can I be the caboose? ... Aww, he's gonna die! ... Oh. Okie dokie! Hello!"
GIR hung up the phone and grabbed Zim's balled-up shirt off the floor. Then he skipped into the kitchen and snatched Zim's disguise off the kitchen table. He threw the things into his head and ran out the door.
Zim hung up the phone and checked to see if he got any change back. Empty- handed, he walked back over to Dib and stared down at him. He was pale and trembling violently. Zim sat down by Dib's head and brushed the hair away from his face, wishing there was more he could do.
...
'I can't believe I'm letting this creature affect me like this...'
GIR squealed and ran through Dib's door, which was still open from when he left a few hours ago. A tall skinny man with red hair wearing glasses and black clothes looked down at the robot guiltily. He tried to hide the custom-made lamp of Prof. Membrane behind his back.
GIR stopped and smiled up at the man, recognizing him immediately. "DADDY!"
The man scowled. "Go away."
GIR giggled. "Okay Daddy! I'll tell Zim and the others you said 'hi'!"
"But I didn't."
GIR ignored the man's reply and fetched Dib's pants off the ground. He stuffed them in his head and swayed a bit, the contents of the thermos weighing him down. But he soon got used to the added weight and ran out the door, chanting, "I think I can, I think I can!"
The man blinked and yelled over his shoulder. "Nny, you should've killed him."
Johnny appeared in the kitchen doorway, smirking. "But he didn't do anything, Daddy..."
Zim yawned and stared at the green horizon that glowed from behind the buildings. This would be his first time ever watching the sun rise over earth's surface. ... Not that he cared or anything, it was just something to think about. It couldn't be any different from the sunrise on Irk. Zim smiled a bit. He missed the sunrise on Irk. All those bright purples and whites and blues... Zim studied the skies more intently now, wanting to see what effect the earth's atmosphere had on the sun's rays.
"Chuga-chuga chuga-chuga chuga-chuga WOOOO WOOOOOOOOO!"
Zim jumped with the sound and looked around for any activity, his antennae alert. After a few moments, GIR came into view, running along the inside of the train tracks. He pulled an invisible chain next to his head and roared, "WOOOOOO WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Zim sighed, relieved. "GIR, come here."
The little SIR obeyed, suddenly looking sad. He pointed at Dib and tilted his head to one side. "He broked-ed?"
Zim gasped. "You're still wearing Dib's shirt?! GIR, I told you to keep it dry!"
"But then I woulda been naked!" GIR gave his master a "you're so silly" look.
"Then you shoulda wore your dog suit!" Zim gave his servant a "you're so stupid" look.
GIR stuck his tongue out and smiled. "Oh yeaaah..."
Zim rolled his eyes and mimicked GIR. "Yeaaah, now where's the rest of the clothes and my utility pack?"
GIR's head opened in response and out flew the clothes and Zim's disguise. Zim grumbled and bent down, pawing through the items. His face fell. "GIR, is this all you brought?"
The robot smiled gloriously.
"Where's my utility pack?! And my boots, and Dib's boots?! And Dib's boxers?!"
GIR frowned. "Pig needed those too."
Zim snarled. "Oh well, at least you got most of our clothes and my disguise. Now give me Dib's shirt."
GIR looked horrified. "But I'll be naked!"
"No you won't, you can wear... Dib's dress." Zim's patience was growing thin.
"Oo yay! I'll be pretty! Pretty pretty! Happy birthday Mr. President!" GIR cackled and jumped out of Dib's shirt, running over to the dirty white sheet crumpled on the ground next to the bench.
Zim pulled his shirt over his head, popped his contacts in and adjusted his wig. Then he picked up Dib's clothes and woke him up gently. "C'mon Dib, I got your clothes, it's time to go home..."
Dib coughed and sat up slowly. He didn't look too well. Zim helped him get into his clothes and reached behind, hoisting Dib up against his belly. Dib wrapped his arms and legs around Zim and buried his face in his shoulder, moaning.
GIR bunched up the sheet around himself and looked up at his master for approval.
Zim sighed and nodded. "Very nice GIR. Now, do you think you are capable of carrying me AND Dib home on your jets?"
"I'm too pretty! You carry me!" GIR twirled around.
Zim stomped his foot against the ground. "GIR! Dib is sick, we need to get him back home! Now can you carry us or not?!"
GIR shrugged, activating his jets and hovering in front of his passengers.
"Just try, okay GIR?" Zim sat down on his back and eased Dib on top of GIR's head.
GIR giggled and flew down the way he came at a damn good speed considering his load. "I'm a butt-head!"
Zim pushed Dib forward a bit and looked at his tired face sympathetically as everything they passed started to have that morning glow. Zim sighed. He had missed the sunrise.
But Dib's face made up for it.
"I love you too, Dib."
Aww! I could easily end the story there, that would be the perfect ending... but this story is fun to write and I think we can come up with more things to happen! And I still need to throw in another scene with the Tallests! So will Zim and Dib go back to being enemies come Monday? Will they be friends at school and lovers in secret? I dunno! No choices this time, just throw some suggestions at me and I'll work with what I get! Thank you so much for reading! I'll update soon!
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