note: I did NOT steal the idea for Robin's appearance fom the Nick show, Danny Phantom. It came to me first. They just thought of something...what's the word? Similar. Yeah, similar. Nick, don't hurt me.
a/n: I shall warn you now so you all have a chance to run away...INCEST! RUN! IT IS EVIL! And its not between Dib and Gaz.
*pause*
Did anybody leave? Look, the incest is not going to be very detailed, hell, you won't even see it this much after this chapter. So, um yeah...incest.
And about the rating...I'm going to fix it when I update this chapter. Its not Rated G. FAR FROM IT! Something stupid just happened, that's all. Well, ya don't want to hear me talk, ya want to read! Go on! ENJOY!
***
A new day on the planet of Crainbur! They had a sun, just like Earth. Inface, they did alot of things like Earth did. Maybe it had something to do with them creating the human race...?
The steward of Crainbur's son, Timothy (who from now on will be called Tim), walked happily down the grand castle's main hallway, making his way to the dining room. Once he entered, he looked at the table. The king sat on the end while on the other end was Tim's dad. On the side closest to the king, Robin sat and the three jocks. On Tim's dad's side was he wife, and daughter. Tim took a seat next to his sister, looking down on the king's side.
"Oi! Robbie! When ya gonna let me get in your pants/?" Tim cried.
Robin responded by blushing and looking down.
The steward's wife scolded her son, "Tim! Don't say thing's like that at the breakfast table!" There was no such thing as homophobia on Crainbur, but it was still rude to yell any type of sexual gesture before eating a meal.
"Sorry, mother. But he knows he wants it." Tim responded under his breath so his mother couldn't hear him.
"So," the steward said, looking towards his brother, "What is on our agenda today?"
"Well, Robin going back to Earth to meet Dib for school and up here, we're getting ready for our national holiday."
"Bu, that's not for another two months," the steward said. He wasn't all gung-ho for anything social.
"Pre-planning. Don't want any mistakes to get through." the king responded.
Robin took a sip of orange juice, "Well, I have to go, before I'm late." he pulled out the ceramic square, pushed the button and was beamed off.
"And, now! To decide what color confetti we're having thrown over the city!" the king said, holding his hands in the air.
"Oh joy," the steward responded sarcastically.
***
"DIB! DIB!" Cried a voice, not far off.
Dib stopped walking and turned around. Robin was running to catch up with him.
"Sorry, I was late! I said I walk to school with you, but I was held up!"
"That's okay. There's still a way's to walk anyway."
"Good."
~he sounds so wonderful when he's breathless~ Dib thought.
"I can't believe I got ISS on the first day of school!" Robin said, upset.
"Don't worry about Zim. He's stupid." Dib looked away, thinking about if he should say what was coming next. ~if he thinks I'm crazy, then he just does. Its not the first time someone's run away from me in fear.~ Dib enhaled and turned back to Robin, "He's an alien, ya know."
"Really?" Robin said, turning to Dib, interrested.
Dib expected him to run, but Robin didn't. "Uh, yeah. He is. Only I believed he was, until now." Robing was too good to be true!
"Yeah! No human has green skin like that!" Robin noted.
"Yeah, maybe together we can expose him--"
"HELLO LOSERS!" came Zim's voice as he suddenly came down the street next to them, "Robin, ready for two days of hell?" he was on a scooter and it was humming quietly.
"You're destroying the atmosphere with that, you know." Did seethed.
"Oh shut up, Dib-human! Its electric." Zim responded.
Dib was tooken aback. Zim was protecting the atmosphere, which protected the Earth which protected humans?!
Noticing the confused look on Dib's face, and finding it cute, Zim drove off before Dib could see the blush forming on his cheeks. Dib blinked, dumbfounded until Robin spoke.
"I can't stand that ~THING~." Robin spat.
Dib sweatdropped, "Don't you think that's a little mean?"
Robin blinked, "What? You don't hate him?"
"Yeah, about that. The principal bribed me and Zim to do a project together so not as to get in more trouble." Dib said sheepishly, "And we both said yes."
"WHAA!" Robin cried cutely.
"Yeah, and we might not be able to talk about him."
"Hmm," Robin said, walking in front of Dib, stopping the human. "I really like you alot Dib," Robin blushed, daydreaming he was saying this to his cousin, Tim. He really didn't like Dib like that, but the king had told him to make Dib fall in love with him then bring him to Crainbur.
Dib blushed also, "Robin..." They'd only known each other for two days!
Robin took Dib's hand, "I just don't want this to end before it has begun. That's all." he smiled sweetly, kissing Dib's hand.
Dib blushed more, "D-don't worry about Zim! I hate him!" he laughed.
"Good," Robin said, going to walk next to Dib again.
***
As they entered the school, Dib and Robin had to part ways. Robin had to go to ISS; Dib to first period.
As soon as Dib walked through the door of his class, the PA came on, asking the teacher to send Dib to the principal's office. "Go on!" the teacher responded, "You can miss a whole month of school and it wouldn't harm you!"
Dib headed off to the principal's office. No doubt this was about the deal they'd made yesterday. As he entered the office, he found out he was right. Zim was standing next to the principal's desk. The principal stood up.
"Okay, we'll begin the project. Decide on an idea amongst you and begin. You can use my computer. Lunch will be at 12:00."
"YOU MEAN WE'LL BE HERE ALL DAY?" Dib cried.
"Well yes, the state science fair is in 2 weeks. If you make it to the nationals, you'll fly to Washington D.C. and 2 weeks later you'll particpate in the nationals. If you win nationals, you'll then go to Cambridge University and one of the judges will be the famous Professor Stephen Hawking."
Dib was about to wet himself in excitement.
Zim wasn't impressed, "you mean that crippled guy?"
Dib was seething with anger. How dare he call Professor Hawking a cripple! Dib wanted to choke the Irken to death in the Great Professor's defense.
"Its a very honorable thing to meet the professor who wrote all the books on space-time that make sense to the rest of us!" the principal exclaimed.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm here for the money." Zim said. ~and to see Dib~ he thought. This thought sent Zim back into self-hating mode.
"Well, I'll leave you two to it." the principal said, leaving the room.
"So what are we going to do this about?" Dib asked, his anger gone now.
"I dunno something really technical." Zim responded.
"An idea that could be revoultionary in saving lives."
Their eyes met and lit up, "MEDICAL TECHNOLOGY!"
"hey, remember that one time when you made that small machine and went inside my head to destroy evidence of me knowing about that extra disk of pictures to send to Mysterious Mysteries?" Dib asked.
Zim's eyes slitted, "Yes." he hissed, remembering as well that he got flushed down with Dib's waste that day.
"I still have that nanomachine thingy. We could put that on display. It could probably kill cancer cells and repair artires and stuff. All we'd have to do is give a demonstration and do some research."
"Great! This will be over before it already began. We can get out of each other's hair as soon as possible."
Dib looked oddly sad. What ws wrong with Zim? The green alien had never acted like this before. "Zim? Is something wrong?" he asked.
Zim was at the principal's desk, in his chair, typing away on the computer. "Hmm?"
"Is something wrong?" Dib repeated.
~He cares?"~ he vaguely thought before narrowing his eyes at Dib. "Don't believe you know me for one second, Dib-human. You know nothing."
Dib blinked, shocked. Since when did Zim get so mean? Obviously, something was eating at him. But Dib didn't ask anymore personal questions the rest of the day.
***
Those in ISS fortunately had lunch when Zim and Dib had lunch so Dib ended up sitting with Robin. They yapped all the while, never really touching their lunches.
Zim glared angrily at Robin. He didn't know why he was so angry with the boy. ~he's talking to YOUR Dib.~ a voice in Zim's head said. This voice was beginning to piss him off and he was sure the only way for it to shut up was to put a gun to his head.
Of course, no one sat near Zim; too damn scared to, but this didn't annoy Zim. He liked eating alone. Besides, it gave him time to admire Dib. The boy was just so (a/n: heaven forbid I annoy people again with the horrid "b" word.) beautiful. Those eyes beneath the face-defining glasses were soft as carmel and Zim bet Dib felt as warm as the chewy candy also. Oh, and Zim wanted to find out if the spot right beaneath Dib's earlobe tasted like it too...
Dib noticed Zim staring at him but didn't confront the Irken. Besides, that intense look he was giving him was driving Dib insane. He felt like he should just let Zim stare. And he did.
Robin noticed that Zim was staring at Dib but he didn't know that Dib knew himself, so he didn't say anything. "So, how's he project going?" he sweetly asked.
"Good actually. Zim hasn't tried to kill me yet." Dib joked, but Robin wasn't amused.
Robin quickly grabbed Dib'd hands, clasping them in his, stars in his green eyes. "Don't joke like that! I don't want you to get hurt!" he whimpered.
~he's so cute~ Dib's eyes closed in a reasurring smile, "I'm okay. Thanks for caring."
The ISS students would have noticed the homosexual relationship starting right before their eyes if it hadn't been for Zim popping open a BBQ sauce wrapper in anger and it getting on his face and him running around yelling as the ISS students stared in fear. Someone dumped water on him in a attempt to wash the BBQ sauce off, but this (obviously) sent Zim screaming more, now gagging said student until he turned blue.
***
Zim and Dib completed the last half of the day with getting alot done. 20 pages of the report and even the beginning design for the poster board.
After school was over, Zim had to stay behind as hall monitor president, but Dib, who didn't have any after school activites, met up with Robin and they walked home together.
***
"And I said I was only going to be here for one more day and I can't join in on his candy smuggling ring..." Robin suddenly stopped. "Is something wrong?"
Dib was looking up, innocent look on his face, "I was wondering if you'd like to come over to my house?"
Robin squealed like a girl and glomped Dib lightly, "I'd love to!"
Robin squealed like a girl and glomped Dib lightly, "I'd love to!"
Dib blushed, slowing down so Robin could hop off him. "We can go up to my room..."
"And have hot sex all day?" Robin said pervertively.
"No!" Dib laughed, "Play video games."
"Ahhhie!" Robin cried, "Video games about having hot sex all day?"
"We'll see," Dib responed, taking Robin's hand in his.
Meanwhile, Zim had seen this from following behind them on his scooter. "That Robin..." he said. Unfortunately, the and his scooter got tangled in three girls' jump rope so he couldn't spy anymore.
***
Zim grumped as he entered the base, holding his broken electric scooter. "Gir!"
"BACON!" the robot cried, running into Zim and falling over.
"Gir, take this to my lab." Zim ordered.
"BACON!"
"Ah, who am I kidding? Might as well take it myself."
Zim left the room as Gir started crying "BACON!" pathetically.
***
Dib and Robin entered the house. Gaz was already home (seeing that in this story she was in 8th grade) and didn't even confront her brother's existence. But his friend however...
"OHMYGODYOURTHEHOTTESTGUYIVEEVERSEEN!" Gaz suddenly ranted in a high pitched voice. She suddenly shook her head, morbid voice coming back, "What the hell was that?"
"Okay..." Dib said, rolling his eyes, "We'll be upstairs!" he said, he and Robin heading for them (the stairs) right then.
"Whatever," Gaz said, turning back to the TV.
***
"WOW! I love your room!" Robin cried, falling on the bed.
"Yeah, it hasn't changed much over the years." Dib said, looking around himself. And it really hadn't. The only major difference was more school books lying around than books about aliens, ghosts, and bigfoot. "The games are over--"
But he wouldn't continue his sentence for Robin had pulled Dib towards the bed and had kissed him. Robin held on as if this were the the last (and only) kiss they'd share. When they pulled apart, both boys were breathless.
"Robin..." Dib gasped. He suddenly sweatdropped. It didn't sound right...
Robin smiled at him, leaning into Dib's arms, "Don't let go," he whispered.
And Dib didn't. They lay down slowly, Robin in Dib's arms, both falling into a light sleep.
***
Zim grumbled as he sat down in his lab, working on fixing his broken scooter. Suddenly, out of no where, came Gir.
"BACON!" he yelled into the Irken's ear.
"GIR!" Zim cried, pushing the robot away, "Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Aww, master. You look depressed."
Zim arched an eyebrow, "How did you know a big word like that?"
"What? 'depressed'?"
"No, 'look'."
Gir started hugging Zim's arm, "MASTER! Your so lonely!"
"Invader's need no one, Gir. NO ONE!"
Gir looked up at Zim, blue eyes helplessy staring at the Irken.
"Alright, so I'm a little lonely." Zim admitted.
"We should find you a lover!" Gir quickly said, making Zim fall out.
"I-I don't think that's nessary." Zim responded, standing back up.
"But you lonely."
"I'll be okay." and somewhere deep down, Zim tried to believe those words.
***
Dib woke up, about 2 hours later. It was getting a little dark and he decided that Robin should be heading home. So, he woke up the boy gently.
Robin's (a/n: BEWARE! The hideous "b" word!) beautiful eyes opened up, looking happily into Dib's, "Hello," he said.
"Hey," Dib responded, "I don't want you walking home in the dark so I better walk with you--"
Robin raised his hands, waving them back and forth, "OH! That won't be nessassary! I can walk home!"
"O-okay. Well, do you want me to walk you to the door--"
But Robin was already leaving the room, "Bye Dib!"
Dib heard Gaz scream nonsense again, then he sighed and fell on his bed. This whole thing with Robin was wonderful. He was amazed he could find such a wonderful--a wonderful...
Boyfriend.
***
As as soon as Robin left Dib's house, he pulled out the ceramic square and pushed the button. At once he was beamed up. But this time he didn't see the king, he saw the steward.
The steward was already a very unpleasant man. he was the king's brother and believed the right should have gone to him. Unfortunately, the day of his crowning, he'd been in a terrible car accident. The citizens, fearing loosing their future king, dubbed his younger brother the king instead. When the steward came from the hospital, it was too late; the citizens were completely loyal to his younger brother and what good he had done for Crainbur.
But fortunately, the king didn't have a son- so when he died, the rights would go to the steward's son--Tim.
"Robin." the steward said.
Robin turned from the steward. He wasn't fond of him at all.
"You know, he know's nothing about becoming king," the steward added.
"He will learn." Robin simply answered.
"Have you kissed him yet? What will Tim think?"
Robin stopped, but only for a second, and continued on his way.
***
END.
A/N: I don't know what's up with me today! This whole chapter has been typed with bouts of the WORST typos I've ever seen. I went back and checked but their still might be some. This is what I get for playing Sonic Heroes and then going to type, I suppose.
I'm thinking about changing it to rated R so children won't get it and I won't get flames. So, review! Those reviews made me give you this chapter REALLY early. Think of what MORE could do...
a/n: I shall warn you now so you all have a chance to run away...INCEST! RUN! IT IS EVIL! And its not between Dib and Gaz.
*pause*
Did anybody leave? Look, the incest is not going to be very detailed, hell, you won't even see it this much after this chapter. So, um yeah...incest.
And about the rating...I'm going to fix it when I update this chapter. Its not Rated G. FAR FROM IT! Something stupid just happened, that's all. Well, ya don't want to hear me talk, ya want to read! Go on! ENJOY!
***
A new day on the planet of Crainbur! They had a sun, just like Earth. Inface, they did alot of things like Earth did. Maybe it had something to do with them creating the human race...?
The steward of Crainbur's son, Timothy (who from now on will be called Tim), walked happily down the grand castle's main hallway, making his way to the dining room. Once he entered, he looked at the table. The king sat on the end while on the other end was Tim's dad. On the side closest to the king, Robin sat and the three jocks. On Tim's dad's side was he wife, and daughter. Tim took a seat next to his sister, looking down on the king's side.
"Oi! Robbie! When ya gonna let me get in your pants/?" Tim cried.
Robin responded by blushing and looking down.
The steward's wife scolded her son, "Tim! Don't say thing's like that at the breakfast table!" There was no such thing as homophobia on Crainbur, but it was still rude to yell any type of sexual gesture before eating a meal.
"Sorry, mother. But he knows he wants it." Tim responded under his breath so his mother couldn't hear him.
"So," the steward said, looking towards his brother, "What is on our agenda today?"
"Well, Robin going back to Earth to meet Dib for school and up here, we're getting ready for our national holiday."
"Bu, that's not for another two months," the steward said. He wasn't all gung-ho for anything social.
"Pre-planning. Don't want any mistakes to get through." the king responded.
Robin took a sip of orange juice, "Well, I have to go, before I'm late." he pulled out the ceramic square, pushed the button and was beamed off.
"And, now! To decide what color confetti we're having thrown over the city!" the king said, holding his hands in the air.
"Oh joy," the steward responded sarcastically.
***
"DIB! DIB!" Cried a voice, not far off.
Dib stopped walking and turned around. Robin was running to catch up with him.
"Sorry, I was late! I said I walk to school with you, but I was held up!"
"That's okay. There's still a way's to walk anyway."
"Good."
~he sounds so wonderful when he's breathless~ Dib thought.
"I can't believe I got ISS on the first day of school!" Robin said, upset.
"Don't worry about Zim. He's stupid." Dib looked away, thinking about if he should say what was coming next. ~if he thinks I'm crazy, then he just does. Its not the first time someone's run away from me in fear.~ Dib enhaled and turned back to Robin, "He's an alien, ya know."
"Really?" Robin said, turning to Dib, interrested.
Dib expected him to run, but Robin didn't. "Uh, yeah. He is. Only I believed he was, until now." Robing was too good to be true!
"Yeah! No human has green skin like that!" Robin noted.
"Yeah, maybe together we can expose him--"
"HELLO LOSERS!" came Zim's voice as he suddenly came down the street next to them, "Robin, ready for two days of hell?" he was on a scooter and it was humming quietly.
"You're destroying the atmosphere with that, you know." Did seethed.
"Oh shut up, Dib-human! Its electric." Zim responded.
Dib was tooken aback. Zim was protecting the atmosphere, which protected the Earth which protected humans?!
Noticing the confused look on Dib's face, and finding it cute, Zim drove off before Dib could see the blush forming on his cheeks. Dib blinked, dumbfounded until Robin spoke.
"I can't stand that ~THING~." Robin spat.
Dib sweatdropped, "Don't you think that's a little mean?"
Robin blinked, "What? You don't hate him?"
"Yeah, about that. The principal bribed me and Zim to do a project together so not as to get in more trouble." Dib said sheepishly, "And we both said yes."
"WHAA!" Robin cried cutely.
"Yeah, and we might not be able to talk about him."
"Hmm," Robin said, walking in front of Dib, stopping the human. "I really like you alot Dib," Robin blushed, daydreaming he was saying this to his cousin, Tim. He really didn't like Dib like that, but the king had told him to make Dib fall in love with him then bring him to Crainbur.
Dib blushed also, "Robin..." They'd only known each other for two days!
Robin took Dib's hand, "I just don't want this to end before it has begun. That's all." he smiled sweetly, kissing Dib's hand.
Dib blushed more, "D-don't worry about Zim! I hate him!" he laughed.
"Good," Robin said, going to walk next to Dib again.
***
As they entered the school, Dib and Robin had to part ways. Robin had to go to ISS; Dib to first period.
As soon as Dib walked through the door of his class, the PA came on, asking the teacher to send Dib to the principal's office. "Go on!" the teacher responded, "You can miss a whole month of school and it wouldn't harm you!"
Dib headed off to the principal's office. No doubt this was about the deal they'd made yesterday. As he entered the office, he found out he was right. Zim was standing next to the principal's desk. The principal stood up.
"Okay, we'll begin the project. Decide on an idea amongst you and begin. You can use my computer. Lunch will be at 12:00."
"YOU MEAN WE'LL BE HERE ALL DAY?" Dib cried.
"Well yes, the state science fair is in 2 weeks. If you make it to the nationals, you'll fly to Washington D.C. and 2 weeks later you'll particpate in the nationals. If you win nationals, you'll then go to Cambridge University and one of the judges will be the famous Professor Stephen Hawking."
Dib was about to wet himself in excitement.
Zim wasn't impressed, "you mean that crippled guy?"
Dib was seething with anger. How dare he call Professor Hawking a cripple! Dib wanted to choke the Irken to death in the Great Professor's defense.
"Its a very honorable thing to meet the professor who wrote all the books on space-time that make sense to the rest of us!" the principal exclaimed.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm here for the money." Zim said. ~and to see Dib~ he thought. This thought sent Zim back into self-hating mode.
"Well, I'll leave you two to it." the principal said, leaving the room.
"So what are we going to do this about?" Dib asked, his anger gone now.
"I dunno something really technical." Zim responded.
"An idea that could be revoultionary in saving lives."
Their eyes met and lit up, "MEDICAL TECHNOLOGY!"
"hey, remember that one time when you made that small machine and went inside my head to destroy evidence of me knowing about that extra disk of pictures to send to Mysterious Mysteries?" Dib asked.
Zim's eyes slitted, "Yes." he hissed, remembering as well that he got flushed down with Dib's waste that day.
"I still have that nanomachine thingy. We could put that on display. It could probably kill cancer cells and repair artires and stuff. All we'd have to do is give a demonstration and do some research."
"Great! This will be over before it already began. We can get out of each other's hair as soon as possible."
Dib looked oddly sad. What ws wrong with Zim? The green alien had never acted like this before. "Zim? Is something wrong?" he asked.
Zim was at the principal's desk, in his chair, typing away on the computer. "Hmm?"
"Is something wrong?" Dib repeated.
~He cares?"~ he vaguely thought before narrowing his eyes at Dib. "Don't believe you know me for one second, Dib-human. You know nothing."
Dib blinked, shocked. Since when did Zim get so mean? Obviously, something was eating at him. But Dib didn't ask anymore personal questions the rest of the day.
***
Those in ISS fortunately had lunch when Zim and Dib had lunch so Dib ended up sitting with Robin. They yapped all the while, never really touching their lunches.
Zim glared angrily at Robin. He didn't know why he was so angry with the boy. ~he's talking to YOUR Dib.~ a voice in Zim's head said. This voice was beginning to piss him off and he was sure the only way for it to shut up was to put a gun to his head.
Of course, no one sat near Zim; too damn scared to, but this didn't annoy Zim. He liked eating alone. Besides, it gave him time to admire Dib. The boy was just so (a/n: heaven forbid I annoy people again with the horrid "b" word.) beautiful. Those eyes beneath the face-defining glasses were soft as carmel and Zim bet Dib felt as warm as the chewy candy also. Oh, and Zim wanted to find out if the spot right beaneath Dib's earlobe tasted like it too...
Dib noticed Zim staring at him but didn't confront the Irken. Besides, that intense look he was giving him was driving Dib insane. He felt like he should just let Zim stare. And he did.
Robin noticed that Zim was staring at Dib but he didn't know that Dib knew himself, so he didn't say anything. "So, how's he project going?" he sweetly asked.
"Good actually. Zim hasn't tried to kill me yet." Dib joked, but Robin wasn't amused.
Robin quickly grabbed Dib'd hands, clasping them in his, stars in his green eyes. "Don't joke like that! I don't want you to get hurt!" he whimpered.
~he's so cute~ Dib's eyes closed in a reasurring smile, "I'm okay. Thanks for caring."
The ISS students would have noticed the homosexual relationship starting right before their eyes if it hadn't been for Zim popping open a BBQ sauce wrapper in anger and it getting on his face and him running around yelling as the ISS students stared in fear. Someone dumped water on him in a attempt to wash the BBQ sauce off, but this (obviously) sent Zim screaming more, now gagging said student until he turned blue.
***
Zim and Dib completed the last half of the day with getting alot done. 20 pages of the report and even the beginning design for the poster board.
After school was over, Zim had to stay behind as hall monitor president, but Dib, who didn't have any after school activites, met up with Robin and they walked home together.
***
"And I said I was only going to be here for one more day and I can't join in on his candy smuggling ring..." Robin suddenly stopped. "Is something wrong?"
Dib was looking up, innocent look on his face, "I was wondering if you'd like to come over to my house?"
Robin squealed like a girl and glomped Dib lightly, "I'd love to!"
Robin squealed like a girl and glomped Dib lightly, "I'd love to!"
Dib blushed, slowing down so Robin could hop off him. "We can go up to my room..."
"And have hot sex all day?" Robin said pervertively.
"No!" Dib laughed, "Play video games."
"Ahhhie!" Robin cried, "Video games about having hot sex all day?"
"We'll see," Dib responed, taking Robin's hand in his.
Meanwhile, Zim had seen this from following behind them on his scooter. "That Robin..." he said. Unfortunately, the and his scooter got tangled in three girls' jump rope so he couldn't spy anymore.
***
Zim grumped as he entered the base, holding his broken electric scooter. "Gir!"
"BACON!" the robot cried, running into Zim and falling over.
"Gir, take this to my lab." Zim ordered.
"BACON!"
"Ah, who am I kidding? Might as well take it myself."
Zim left the room as Gir started crying "BACON!" pathetically.
***
Dib and Robin entered the house. Gaz was already home (seeing that in this story she was in 8th grade) and didn't even confront her brother's existence. But his friend however...
"OHMYGODYOURTHEHOTTESTGUYIVEEVERSEEN!" Gaz suddenly ranted in a high pitched voice. She suddenly shook her head, morbid voice coming back, "What the hell was that?"
"Okay..." Dib said, rolling his eyes, "We'll be upstairs!" he said, he and Robin heading for them (the stairs) right then.
"Whatever," Gaz said, turning back to the TV.
***
"WOW! I love your room!" Robin cried, falling on the bed.
"Yeah, it hasn't changed much over the years." Dib said, looking around himself. And it really hadn't. The only major difference was more school books lying around than books about aliens, ghosts, and bigfoot. "The games are over--"
But he wouldn't continue his sentence for Robin had pulled Dib towards the bed and had kissed him. Robin held on as if this were the the last (and only) kiss they'd share. When they pulled apart, both boys were breathless.
"Robin..." Dib gasped. He suddenly sweatdropped. It didn't sound right...
Robin smiled at him, leaning into Dib's arms, "Don't let go," he whispered.
And Dib didn't. They lay down slowly, Robin in Dib's arms, both falling into a light sleep.
***
Zim grumbled as he sat down in his lab, working on fixing his broken scooter. Suddenly, out of no where, came Gir.
"BACON!" he yelled into the Irken's ear.
"GIR!" Zim cried, pushing the robot away, "Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Aww, master. You look depressed."
Zim arched an eyebrow, "How did you know a big word like that?"
"What? 'depressed'?"
"No, 'look'."
Gir started hugging Zim's arm, "MASTER! Your so lonely!"
"Invader's need no one, Gir. NO ONE!"
Gir looked up at Zim, blue eyes helplessy staring at the Irken.
"Alright, so I'm a little lonely." Zim admitted.
"We should find you a lover!" Gir quickly said, making Zim fall out.
"I-I don't think that's nessary." Zim responded, standing back up.
"But you lonely."
"I'll be okay." and somewhere deep down, Zim tried to believe those words.
***
Dib woke up, about 2 hours later. It was getting a little dark and he decided that Robin should be heading home. So, he woke up the boy gently.
Robin's (a/n: BEWARE! The hideous "b" word!) beautiful eyes opened up, looking happily into Dib's, "Hello," he said.
"Hey," Dib responded, "I don't want you walking home in the dark so I better walk with you--"
Robin raised his hands, waving them back and forth, "OH! That won't be nessassary! I can walk home!"
"O-okay. Well, do you want me to walk you to the door--"
But Robin was already leaving the room, "Bye Dib!"
Dib heard Gaz scream nonsense again, then he sighed and fell on his bed. This whole thing with Robin was wonderful. He was amazed he could find such a wonderful--a wonderful...
Boyfriend.
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As as soon as Robin left Dib's house, he pulled out the ceramic square and pushed the button. At once he was beamed up. But this time he didn't see the king, he saw the steward.
The steward was already a very unpleasant man. he was the king's brother and believed the right should have gone to him. Unfortunately, the day of his crowning, he'd been in a terrible car accident. The citizens, fearing loosing their future king, dubbed his younger brother the king instead. When the steward came from the hospital, it was too late; the citizens were completely loyal to his younger brother and what good he had done for Crainbur.
But fortunately, the king didn't have a son- so when he died, the rights would go to the steward's son--Tim.
"Robin." the steward said.
Robin turned from the steward. He wasn't fond of him at all.
"You know, he know's nothing about becoming king," the steward added.
"He will learn." Robin simply answered.
"Have you kissed him yet? What will Tim think?"
Robin stopped, but only for a second, and continued on his way.
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END.
A/N: I don't know what's up with me today! This whole chapter has been typed with bouts of the WORST typos I've ever seen. I went back and checked but their still might be some. This is what I get for playing Sonic Heroes and then going to type, I suppose.
I'm thinking about changing it to rated R so children won't get it and I won't get flames. So, review! Those reviews made me give you this chapter REALLY early. Think of what MORE could do...