By animeninjaNIPPON
When they reached their destination, Tak went in first. Dib followed her angrily. "What are you doing?"
"I'm watching you to make sure you don't escape." She stared stoically at the toilet.
"GET OUT!" Dib yelled, crossing his legs and pointing to the door.
"I'm not leaving. Do you think I'm stupid?"
"I'll sing the Doom Song again," he threatened.
"Nice try, but it gets catchy after a while." She sang a few bars softly to prove her point.
Dib held his breath tightly. "Just turn around, OK?" he squeaked. "I promise I won't do anything stupid!"
Tak found the human's suffering rather amusing, but she didn't want to be around him if he wet himself. Reluctantly, she turned around and closed her eyes.
Oh, the humiliation...
After relieving himself, Dib went over to the sink to wash his hands. Water... It was he who tipped off the Resisty to the Irkens' water intolerance, and he would be an idiot not to try to splash Tak while her back was turned. He had promised not to do anything "stupid"... But on the other hand, attacking her while she was off-guard was a rather smart move...
"Don't even think about using that water stuff on me," she warned, still facing away from him. "I've built up an immunity to it."
"I'm not!" Dib protested. He finished washing his hands and went to the towel rack to dry them off. As he did so, Tak turned around. "See?" He held up his dry hands as proof.
"Very well." She grabbed him by the wrist. "I'm not a pushover like Zim was - you can't outsmart me." She dragged him out the door.
"It was ZIM who defeated you," Dib remarked, "and that's pretty sad."
Tak said nothing; instead, she merely squeezed his wrist until he shrieked in pain.
They went into the parlor. Tak sat down on the couch, still firmly grasping Dib's wrist. No sooner did her behind hit the cushion than she jumped up with a squeal of pain, letting go of the human.
"How DARE you!" she cried indignantly, rubbing her sore bottom and pointing to the cushion - which contained a now-squished version of Dib's bologna sandwich.
Dib started snickering. Then, realizing that he was free, he jumped up and directed a fist at Tak.
She dodged just in time, sending Dib crashing to the floor. "You really shouldn't hit a girl."
"You're not a girl," he shot back. "You're an IRKEN!" Showing no regard for gender favoritism, he swung again. She caught his fist in mid-air and retaliated with a kick to his shin. He recoiled and fell to the ground, dragging her along with him.
As they fought to strangle each other, Dib choked out, "I didn't know meat could hurt you through your clothes!"
"Non-Invaders are issued cheap, shabby garments!" Tak responded. In one move, Dib flipped her over and pinned her to the ground by her arms.
She widened her purple eyes and murmured, "Dib?"
"Huh?" He impulsively released her.
Her amethyst eyes narrowed into a glare as she pooled all her upper body strength into her arms and shoved Dib away, right into the couch. "Now," Tak said, rising from the floor, "no more distractions!" She brandished a pair of regular metal handcuffs.
Dib merely sat on the couch with a snarky grin. "Let's see you try to handcuff me."
End of part five