Author's Note: Woooo! Time for another chapter. I have no idea where the story is leading. I should plot out things more now. But anyway, here the chapter is!
http://douglas.min.net/nin-mario.mp3
That's the only copy of the Closer (Super Mario Remix) that I could find. Enjoy. *giggles evilly*
Dear god, that remix is so evil. It's got NINTENDO IN IT!
And I'd like to thank Maniacal Dragon for helping with Gaz.
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Gaz walked up to her wet brother... His eyes were frantic, seeing everything but the world. Blind to the things that mattered. Zim was such a moron. Dib was such a moron. They were perfect for each other, but they couldn't see it. They pulled out their eyes, plugged their ears, cut off their tongue, numbed their fingers... and she couldn't find a romantic horror like way to say blocked up their noses. But still, they pretended that the feelings didn't exist. Liars. The lot of them. LIARS. Nothing bugged her worse than lies.
They'd be together. But first, Dib needed to accept himself. Those voices were not the onset of madness. They were the onset of his feelings coming back. Too long had he been cold inside. ...But what had triggered it? Zim never would touch a human willingly. But when Zim was talking... he had this strange shake to him. Like someone in rehab because of a crack addiction.
She watched her brother for a moment, he was talking to specters, ghosts in front of him that only he could see. The blood on his arms were flowing openly... Way too dangerous. He needed medical attention quickly. But first... she had to bring back the true Dib.
The slap was quick, hard, and painful. Dib made a noise as the slap brought him back to the real world. "GAZ! Why did you do that?"
"Listen to me. You're a moron. You love Zim. Don't deny it. You're going insane! You're talking to VOICE in your BIG HEAD. Listen to them. And then control them. It's not THAT hard."
"Gaz, I don't love Zim. And what do you mean, 'control them?' I can't! I have to get rid of them!" Dib started to reach for the knife when Gaz's stare stopped him.
"Go... Show Zim what you feel. NOW DIB. Don't even think of mutilating yourself. And plus, if you do this right..." Gaz smirked. "You might get Zim on the autopsy table."
Dib blinked. She was right. This was his body... His mind... His soul. HE HAD A RIGHT TO DO WHAT HE WANTED.
Gaz turned, and seemed to dissappear into the grey rain.
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Zim was in his base. "COMPUTER! GET ME ANOTHER SAMPLE OF THE SERUM!"
"Master, I'm afraid I must decline. I've determined, too much of the serum would poison and destroy your immune system if another dose is taken."
The magenta eyes of the defective Invader twitched. "You dare to disobey ZIM? COMPUTER, I NEED THIS!"
Computer did the only thing he could. He may not have liked Zim, but it was in his programming to protect him from danger. And after researching that serum, he could say it was definiately not safe.
Tubes wrapped around Zim, stopping him from even thinking of getting out. "COMPUTER! RELEASE ME!"
"No" Was the computer's answer.
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Dib stood infront of Zim's house. There had to be a way to show what he felt.
And he would find a way.
Because if he didn't... the voices would eat him alive.
http://douglas.min.net/nin-mario.mp3
That's the only copy of the Closer (Super Mario Remix) that I could find. Enjoy. *giggles evilly*
Dear god, that remix is so evil. It's got NINTENDO IN IT!
And I'd like to thank Maniacal Dragon for helping with Gaz.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gaz walked up to her wet brother... His eyes were frantic, seeing everything but the world. Blind to the things that mattered. Zim was such a moron. Dib was such a moron. They were perfect for each other, but they couldn't see it. They pulled out their eyes, plugged their ears, cut off their tongue, numbed their fingers... and she couldn't find a romantic horror like way to say blocked up their noses. But still, they pretended that the feelings didn't exist. Liars. The lot of them. LIARS. Nothing bugged her worse than lies.
They'd be together. But first, Dib needed to accept himself. Those voices were not the onset of madness. They were the onset of his feelings coming back. Too long had he been cold inside. ...But what had triggered it? Zim never would touch a human willingly. But when Zim was talking... he had this strange shake to him. Like someone in rehab because of a crack addiction.
She watched her brother for a moment, he was talking to specters, ghosts in front of him that only he could see. The blood on his arms were flowing openly... Way too dangerous. He needed medical attention quickly. But first... she had to bring back the true Dib.
The slap was quick, hard, and painful. Dib made a noise as the slap brought him back to the real world. "GAZ! Why did you do that?"
"Listen to me. You're a moron. You love Zim. Don't deny it. You're going insane! You're talking to VOICE in your BIG HEAD. Listen to them. And then control them. It's not THAT hard."
"Gaz, I don't love Zim. And what do you mean, 'control them?' I can't! I have to get rid of them!" Dib started to reach for the knife when Gaz's stare stopped him.
"Go... Show Zim what you feel. NOW DIB. Don't even think of mutilating yourself. And plus, if you do this right..." Gaz smirked. "You might get Zim on the autopsy table."
Dib blinked. She was right. This was his body... His mind... His soul. HE HAD A RIGHT TO DO WHAT HE WANTED.
Gaz turned, and seemed to dissappear into the grey rain.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Zim was in his base. "COMPUTER! GET ME ANOTHER SAMPLE OF THE SERUM!"
"Master, I'm afraid I must decline. I've determined, too much of the serum would poison and destroy your immune system if another dose is taken."
The magenta eyes of the defective Invader twitched. "You dare to disobey ZIM? COMPUTER, I NEED THIS!"
Computer did the only thing he could. He may not have liked Zim, but it was in his programming to protect him from danger. And after researching that serum, he could say it was definiately not safe.
Tubes wrapped around Zim, stopping him from even thinking of getting out. "COMPUTER! RELEASE ME!"
"No" Was the computer's answer.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dib stood infront of Zim's house. There had to be a way to show what he felt.
And he would find a way.
Because if he didn't... the voices would eat him alive.