Author's Note: So many reviews! Well, for me anyway. But still, I'm gettin'
good reviews. Except for one or two that didn't make any sense. Oh yeah. In
case you all are wondering, I won't be putting in a lemon scene because of
the very good reason I CANNOT. See? Don't that make you feel all happy
inside?
I still have hardly any idea where this story is going other than it's going to end soon.
Thankee to ye all.
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Dib's hair was falling into his face, damn, it was annoying... and hard to take care of... Maybe he should surprise Zim... by appearing as he did when he was young and stupid... Plus, back then, it didn't snag on trees.
Ms. Feminine got bored of Dib's procrastination. Go inside the fucking house already.
No, if I'm going to rape Zim, I have to do it in style.
...Fine. Go and cut your ridiculously long hair. Long Silky Hair on a Boy is Funny anyway. (A/N: GO ME!)
Dib started to reach into his pocket when he saw his arm... It was a mangled mess... Why wasn't it hurting? Or maybe it had gone numb... But... he needed some serious medical attention right away... NOW.
What the hell are you doing Dib? Go inside to Zim's house!
Not with this arm I'm not. It's only be a matter of time before I collapse.
Damn you Dib.
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There was a deep fire in Zim's nerves. He NEEDED THAT SERUM. It was all he needed... To try to distract himself from the throbbing pain, he closed his eyes and had his PAK read the hormones in his body...
Sonaists: 20% ...That was fine.
Irniase: 5% He was going to have to stop eating so many fun dip sticks.
Ranosan: 15% That was becoming low... strange, he didn't feel the fatigue usually associated with lack of Ranosan.
Unknown: 60% That was NOT good. His PAK did not know what this hormone was, a quickly growing higher one. And that could only mean trouble. But... as the hormone increased itself and it's potency... He felt better... But it was harder to think. Did the serum activate this hormone? No, it created a similar affect... but this one showed no signs of the pain that was starting to diminish.
If it wasn't created by the serum, what caused it? Zim closed his eyes, but couldn't think. Images of the Dib kept popping in his head. Stupid human... Luscious human... Zim shook his head. What were these... FEELINGS doing? They were intense. Much more intense than the annoyance he felt at the Dib usually.
The Dib pictures started to become... different. Mostly images of Dib in the locker room at school. And that one time when he tried attacking Dib at night... Boy, was he sorry. And now that image was back. Only this time... he didn't feel the disgust... he felt.... He couldn't explain it in flithy HUMAN words.
What did all this mean? This FEELING was sure to ruin the mission. Since Dib was the center of it... He must capture the Dib.
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Dib stared groggily at the ceiling. The doctors had drugged him up so much, he barely had a sense of where he was. Even feminine shut up when the medicine was injected.
He closed his eyes, as the doctors sewed up his arms.
I still have hardly any idea where this story is going other than it's going to end soon.
Thankee to ye all.
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Dib's hair was falling into his face, damn, it was annoying... and hard to take care of... Maybe he should surprise Zim... by appearing as he did when he was young and stupid... Plus, back then, it didn't snag on trees.
Ms. Feminine got bored of Dib's procrastination. Go inside the fucking house already.
No, if I'm going to rape Zim, I have to do it in style.
...Fine. Go and cut your ridiculously long hair. Long Silky Hair on a Boy is Funny anyway. (A/N: GO ME!)
Dib started to reach into his pocket when he saw his arm... It was a mangled mess... Why wasn't it hurting? Or maybe it had gone numb... But... he needed some serious medical attention right away... NOW.
What the hell are you doing Dib? Go inside to Zim's house!
Not with this arm I'm not. It's only be a matter of time before I collapse.
Damn you Dib.
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There was a deep fire in Zim's nerves. He NEEDED THAT SERUM. It was all he needed... To try to distract himself from the throbbing pain, he closed his eyes and had his PAK read the hormones in his body...
Sonaists: 20% ...That was fine.
Irniase: 5% He was going to have to stop eating so many fun dip sticks.
Ranosan: 15% That was becoming low... strange, he didn't feel the fatigue usually associated with lack of Ranosan.
Unknown: 60% That was NOT good. His PAK did not know what this hormone was, a quickly growing higher one. And that could only mean trouble. But... as the hormone increased itself and it's potency... He felt better... But it was harder to think. Did the serum activate this hormone? No, it created a similar affect... but this one showed no signs of the pain that was starting to diminish.
If it wasn't created by the serum, what caused it? Zim closed his eyes, but couldn't think. Images of the Dib kept popping in his head. Stupid human... Luscious human... Zim shook his head. What were these... FEELINGS doing? They were intense. Much more intense than the annoyance he felt at the Dib usually.
The Dib pictures started to become... different. Mostly images of Dib in the locker room at school. And that one time when he tried attacking Dib at night... Boy, was he sorry. And now that image was back. Only this time... he didn't feel the disgust... he felt.... He couldn't explain it in flithy HUMAN words.
What did all this mean? This FEELING was sure to ruin the mission. Since Dib was the center of it... He must capture the Dib.
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Dib stared groggily at the ceiling. The doctors had drugged him up so much, he barely had a sense of where he was. Even feminine shut up when the medicine was injected.
He closed his eyes, as the doctors sewed up his arms.