Author's Note: Another chapter, another review, hopefully.
Dib needs some SERIOUS mental help. What happened to this story? It went from a romantic comedy to a romantic one sided horror. Or angst. I dunno. But it's strange.
Man. I need to think out plot more. Sorry for being all depressing and scary and stuff. I wish I could make it funny.
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Dib pushed Zim off of him. "Amara!"
Amara gave one sad look at Dib. "I'm sorry" She ran off, hiding her face in her hands.
"WAIT!" Dib started to run off, but then, he realized that Zim had fallen down. "Zim? Are you alright?"
Little moany noises escaped Zim's mouth. Dib issued a sigh of relief. Zim would be okay. Then suddenly he couldn't breathe.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE DIB-HUMAN?" Zim's fingers were closed around Dib's neck. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
"NOKIN!" Dib choked out. "I cnt brefe!" The claws on the alien's fingers loosened their grip.
"What did you do, DIB-BUH?" Zim's words heavily accented the B in Dib's name.
"I didn't do anything! You did it to me!" Dib accused.
"How very Dibbish of you to say s-" Zim fell down shaking.
"ZIM?" Dib grabbed Zim. "Are you okay?"
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Zim's hand whapped Dib so hard it left a mark. Zim's eyes widened when he saw Dib's eyes reponse. It wasn't anger... it was pleasure. Zim did not understand this. It scared him slightly. Not very much, mind you, he was ZIM. And Zim was not scared of earth monkeys. But what had gone through Dib's eyes was not human, it was more primitive than that. And Zim knew that was dangerous.
"Geeze, Zim, I was just trying to help you." Rubbing his cheek, Dib stood up. "Next time I'll just leave you on the ground to rot."
Zim glared at him, but then the shaking started to happen again. "DIB HUMAN! If you truly want to help me, take me to my base."
Dib stared at Zim. "Why would I do that?"
"I will conduct horrors upon your flithy head that you could never imagine."
"You have no idea what I fear Zim, and it's not you." Dib's stare turned cold as ice. "Why have you been acting strange lately? AND DON'T DENY IT. You're at my mercy right now."
Growls uncurled from Zim's alien throat. "If you must know DIB, I've been taking a potion to... experience... human... feelings. Unfortunately, I, the amazing ZIM, do not remember any of what has happened during the two experiences I've taken the drink with. But you could never understand DIB. I need that drink."
"You've been acting strange Zim. You are a moron for not realizing that. Would you have been shaking if you HADN'T taken that stupid drink? WOULD YOU?"
"WHY SHOULD YOU CARE DIB? WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ZIM?" Zim hissed.
"All of you. You see Zim. You don't get it. You're stupid, egotistical, dangerous, dumb, a meglomaniac, schizophrenic extraterrestrial. And most people would hate that." Dib said, his hazel eyes taking on the unevolved look again, unnerving Zim.
"What are you doing DIB?" Zim started to back up but tripped. The Dib he knew wouldn't be stalling at this chance to catch him. Or be looking at him like he was food instead of a way to prove his sanity. The Dib he knew would be attacking him and dragging him off to the puffy eyeballs or whatever they called themselves. The Dib he knew would not be so confident. The Dib was never truly confident. Not since the beginning. There was always doubt inside of him, but this time, there was nothing. A big void in the middle of nowhere.
"But Zim... there's a spark in you. No one else has it. Just you. It's a bit... frightening... but mostly something else. I feel something for you Zim that isn't hate, though that is in there. It's what made me follow you, take notes on you, stare at you, imagine you. And there's another part of me. That's the part of me that wants me to kill you. And I want to enjoy myself while I kill you. I want to have you feel pleasure and pain while I do it. I want you to scream my name. I love you Zim."
Zim's eyes widened, showing exactly what Dib wanted, fear.
Dib needs some SERIOUS mental help. What happened to this story? It went from a romantic comedy to a romantic one sided horror. Or angst. I dunno. But it's strange.
Man. I need to think out plot more. Sorry for being all depressing and scary and stuff. I wish I could make it funny.
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Dib pushed Zim off of him. "Amara!"
Amara gave one sad look at Dib. "I'm sorry" She ran off, hiding her face in her hands.
"WAIT!" Dib started to run off, but then, he realized that Zim had fallen down. "Zim? Are you alright?"
Little moany noises escaped Zim's mouth. Dib issued a sigh of relief. Zim would be okay. Then suddenly he couldn't breathe.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE DIB-HUMAN?" Zim's fingers were closed around Dib's neck. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
"NOKIN!" Dib choked out. "I cnt brefe!" The claws on the alien's fingers loosened their grip.
"What did you do, DIB-BUH?" Zim's words heavily accented the B in Dib's name.
"I didn't do anything! You did it to me!" Dib accused.
"How very Dibbish of you to say s-" Zim fell down shaking.
"ZIM?" Dib grabbed Zim. "Are you okay?"
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Zim's hand whapped Dib so hard it left a mark. Zim's eyes widened when he saw Dib's eyes reponse. It wasn't anger... it was pleasure. Zim did not understand this. It scared him slightly. Not very much, mind you, he was ZIM. And Zim was not scared of earth monkeys. But what had gone through Dib's eyes was not human, it was more primitive than that. And Zim knew that was dangerous.
"Geeze, Zim, I was just trying to help you." Rubbing his cheek, Dib stood up. "Next time I'll just leave you on the ground to rot."
Zim glared at him, but then the shaking started to happen again. "DIB HUMAN! If you truly want to help me, take me to my base."
Dib stared at Zim. "Why would I do that?"
"I will conduct horrors upon your flithy head that you could never imagine."
"You have no idea what I fear Zim, and it's not you." Dib's stare turned cold as ice. "Why have you been acting strange lately? AND DON'T DENY IT. You're at my mercy right now."
Growls uncurled from Zim's alien throat. "If you must know DIB, I've been taking a potion to... experience... human... feelings. Unfortunately, I, the amazing ZIM, do not remember any of what has happened during the two experiences I've taken the drink with. But you could never understand DIB. I need that drink."
"You've been acting strange Zim. You are a moron for not realizing that. Would you have been shaking if you HADN'T taken that stupid drink? WOULD YOU?"
"WHY SHOULD YOU CARE DIB? WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ZIM?" Zim hissed.
"All of you. You see Zim. You don't get it. You're stupid, egotistical, dangerous, dumb, a meglomaniac, schizophrenic extraterrestrial. And most people would hate that." Dib said, his hazel eyes taking on the unevolved look again, unnerving Zim.
"What are you doing DIB?" Zim started to back up but tripped. The Dib he knew wouldn't be stalling at this chance to catch him. Or be looking at him like he was food instead of a way to prove his sanity. The Dib he knew would be attacking him and dragging him off to the puffy eyeballs or whatever they called themselves. The Dib he knew would not be so confident. The Dib was never truly confident. Not since the beginning. There was always doubt inside of him, but this time, there was nothing. A big void in the middle of nowhere.
"But Zim... there's a spark in you. No one else has it. Just you. It's a bit... frightening... but mostly something else. I feel something for you Zim that isn't hate, though that is in there. It's what made me follow you, take notes on you, stare at you, imagine you. And there's another part of me. That's the part of me that wants me to kill you. And I want to enjoy myself while I kill you. I want to have you feel pleasure and pain while I do it. I want you to scream my name. I love you Zim."
Zim's eyes widened, showing exactly what Dib wanted, fear.