Tapan: Next chapter! Yes! I am so tired, I donno why.
Torna: maybe you should, I don't know, SLEEP at night?
Tapan: what's the fun in that?
Torna:…….
Tapan: Anyways for those of you looking for the lemon, I'm sorry. You won't find it here. But I'll put it on AFFN and put the link in my bio, so look for it!
Torna: Yuh-huh.
Tapan: oh! And I have a request for anyone who likes to draw! (preferably from Deviant art, but I don't care either way) I want someone to draw Deb, Dib, Tam, Zim, Gim, and Gaz in one picture (it's mostly to see if my description matches the image in my head) please! I'll then do something for you!
Torna: you're pathetic.
Tapan: don'tcha know it!
Disclaimer: I no own Zim. I also don't own any other products that may appear in this story, so quit bugging me about it!
Warning: Slash! (ZADR and a little bit of RAPR, at least in this chapter) flame if you want, I'll be waiting for it!
Dib lifted his shirt, touching the burn on his front side gingerly. He hissed when he felt the pain, then pulled his hand away.
Then someone knocked on the bathroom door. "Dib, Come ON! You've been in there for an hour!" Gim's voice growled through the door. "What, did you fall in?"
"I'll be right out."
"You said that fifteen minutes ago."
Dib rolled his eyes and walked out, staring at the younger boy's glaring face with an apologetic smile. Without a word, he walked past the boy, allowing him access into the bathroom.
Walking into the room, he found Deb talking with Dark Bootie.
"We've searched for hours and have narrowed the dimension down to 2000 possibilities, along with our own. That one will be sent to you momentarily."
Deb smiled, clearly overwhelmed by the number. "Oh I see."
"Have you been working on the machine?"
She paused, thinking for a second. "We're slightly behind with it, but it will get done."
Dark Bootie seemed to smile. "I'm glad. Report back tomorrow, hopefully we'll have narrowed it down farther."
"Will do, sir." The screen once again went black. The girl turned in her chair to face her counterpart and sighed. "Well, so here we are." She stood up and walked over to her bed. Falling to her knees, she pulled out a small box and pulled it open.
Curious, Dib peaked over her shoulder to see a small camera (an exact replica of his) a miniature First Aid kit, and pictures.
Pictures unlike the ones he usually took.
His eyes widened at the sight, his face turning bright red as Deb takes the kit out and closes the box casually.
She opened it, taking out a roll of gauze and a small bottle of bactine. "Okay, Dibby-boy. Take off your shirt." When he hesitated, she smiled. "I know exactly what you and Zim did today. I also happen to know the burn hurts like a bitch if goes untreated, so shirt: off!"
He took it off quickly, his glasses almost falling with it. When Deb touched the damp cotton swab to his stomach, he hissed. "You know I can do it."
Deb smirked and continued her work. "You could, but it wouldn't be done properly. This way's much better." She threw the swab toward the garbage, but missed. Ignoring it, she wrapped up the burn tightly, patting his side when she was done.
He flinched.
She chuckled
((Tam's Lab))
"ZIM! STAY STILL, OR WE'LL NEVER GET IT DONE!"
"BUT IT HURTS! WHY CAN'T I JUST USE THE TANK!"
"BECAUSE GIR BROKE IT!"
"It over cooked my biscuits." The little robot simply watched his master wrestle with Zim, a red, paper like pad in her hand.
Growling, she jumped tackling him to the ground, keeping him down with a knee on his chest. Lifting his shirt, she pressed the pad to his skin, it hissed as Zim screamed out in pain, then attached to his skin, changing to the same green shade. After a moment, it was nearly impossible to tell there was a cover.
She sighed and stood up. "You're such a smeet."
Zim glared at her and stood up, holding his mid section lightly.
She put her hands on her hips. "You knew it was going to burn. And now I spent over an hour trying to stop the pain." She sat at the consol, turning to the panel, pressing a few buttons. "Now don't you feel silly?"
Behind her, she heard a quiet "no." he eye twitched, but she chose to ignore him.
"Dibby liked my waffles." GIR rocked back and forth happily. "he ated them good!"
"Yes, I know, GIR." The giant computer brought up a screen, scanning different planets in the galaxy.
"I made them special for him. I put in this stuff!" GIR's head opened and out popped a small zip lock bag.
Cocking an eye, Tam took the bag from the little robot. Looking inside, she found what seemed to be a crushed plant.
Standing up, she walked over to a small platform on the panel, and placed a small amount on it. "Computer: analyze."
"Analyzing…."
Zim, now curious and slightly concerned he walked over to the look over Tam's shoulder.
"Analyzing complete. Substance is Epimedium." The computer paused, as if seeing the confused look on the irkens' faces. "Better known as Horny Goat Weed."
Zim looked up "What does this 'horny goat weed' do?"
"Y-you're kidding, right?"
Tam's face was similar. "No, he is serious. Elaborate."
"Oh, God." The Computer cleared its throat. "Epimedium is an herb grown in Asia and is used to increase sexual desire in humans, especially males. It's also said to increase the pleasure for both parties, hence the reason it may be so popular."
"Ah, yes. That makes sense." Zim brought a hand to his chin, nodding understandingly.
Tam looked over at him. "Eh?"
He crossed his arms "The human was much better than he should've been, and I couldn't figure out why."
She brought a hand up, threatening to hit her male part. "That's not the point!" Tam sat on the floor. "You were supposed to seduce the Dib without the help of any drug."
"I don't remember agreeing to that."
She ignored him. "GIR, how could you?"
The demented robot stood from his spot on the floor, ran over and latched on to his master. "Awww, I is sorry, master. It's just the ice monkey guy told me it would be good for Dibby and I wanted to make Mr. Big Head and Zimmy happy." Tears built at the rim of his metal eyes. "Please forgive me, Master. Don't take me pony away!"
Tam's eyes softened at the little robot, but she kept he composure.
Before she could speak, the computer broke back into the conversation. "This drug doesn't take away a person's will. It simply adds to the experience."
"Eh?"
"Well." A small hologram of Dib came up on the panel. "When the human takes the drug, any mental activity will stay intact. The only difference is the desire. It almost acts as a microscope." A bulge appeared in the holograms pants.
Just then, the giant screen turns on, showing a somewhat annoyed Tallest Red. Behind her was a purple and green blur screaming, "not good! Not good!"
Tam turned Quickly, standing in front of the hologram, blushing. "TALLEST RED! I didn't expect your call."
The tallest growled, her usually tight robes slightly disheveled. "You called me, Tam. What is it?"
"Oh, right. I called to ask for information on dimensions and ways to transmit matter."
The tallest sighed and rubbed her head. "Can I get back to you on that one?"
"Oh, is this a bad time?"
"Gee, ya think?"
Tam smiled. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll call back later." Tam shut off the screen and looked over at Zim, who looked back with a gapping mouth. "What?"
"You spoke to the Tallests as if they were your equal."
Tam's eyes grew slightly sad. "I've been banished. They're no longer my leaders." The female irken turned off the hologram. "The only reason the connection to the massive is still attach was because the Tallest were bored with the true invaders."
"How do you know this?"
"They told me. And they were very blunt about it." Tam shrugged. "But, we're fine now. Of course, at first I didn't believe it, then it settled in, then I hated them, next they called back, then finally we became reacquainted as if I wasn't under their rule." Quickly, she turned back to the panel. "But the past is the past, everything's fine now."
Zim just watched as she went back to her work.
Tapan: eh, not a big fan of this chapter, but that's all right. The next one will be better. So review! And ANY ARTISTS, please think about it!