ZADR Orange Chapter 59

Warnings: Extreme OOCness

Rating: M

Disclaimer: We do not own Invader Zim, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Zim: Notgonnadie

Dib: Me

Mind elsewhere, it was at that very moment that Zim's computer brought his attention back to the present. "Master, you have an incoming call." it informed him.

"Who is it?"

"ZIM, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Gir says you're home now! WHERE'S DIB?"

"AHHH!" Zim jumped, startled by the sudden yelling as he ducked underneath the blanket that was still on the couch from when Dib had left him.

Gaz glared at the lump under the covers on the couch. "Answer me, Zim! Where the hell is Dib? He better be there with you!" she continued to bark at Zim, having been worried sick the past two weeks since Zim had left to search for Dib.

Zim peeked out from under the covers. "H-He is. He's taking a bath." he said, sending her the slightest glare.

Gaz didn't let up on her own glare. "Well, as soon as he's done, bring him straight over here! We have work to do, but we need him here to do it!" she instructed him, having been talking with Tak about how they were going to go about getting blueprints for the incubation tubes they'd be needing.

"Work? What work?"

Gaz let out a frustrated sigh. "Are you really that stupid? Haven't you even given it one moment of thought what you'd be doing with those eggs once they're laid?" she brought the issue to his attention.

"Uh...W-Well..." Zim stuttered. He actually hadn't thought of it at all, having been too worried about finding Dib himself. He never even considered what would happen when he laid the eggs.

Gaz took Zim's lack of a response as her answer to that question. "I thought so...Now, get your asses over here before I come over there and drag them here myself!" she ordered, not wanting to be kept waiting too long.

"O-Okay...We'll be over after breakfast..."

"Well, hurry! The sooner we get this all worked out, the better! Who knows how much longer we have before he goes into labor with those smeets!"

Zim could only glare, however. "A few more weeks at least." he knew they still had at least some time to prepare before Dib gave birth.

Gaz narrowed her eyes on him. "And if Tak actually DOES manage to convince your leaders to send us the blueprints for the incubation tubes you'll be needing for those smeets, how long do you suppose we'll actually have to build them? We'll be needing every second we can get!" she knew that even with blueprints, building the incubation tubes wouldn't be as simple as it seemed. Not if the actual blueprints were so heavily guarded.

Zim's eyes became wide. "G-Good point. We'll be right over." he knew that taking on such a project would indeed take at least a few weeks to complete.

"Well, make it quick!" Gaz instructed him before cutting the transmission, causing the screen to go blank.

Fully clothed in a fresh change of clothes, it was at that very moment that Dib exited the elevator and looked about the empty kitchen. "Zim?" he walked into the living room to find Zim standing in front of a static screen. "Zim?" he said again as he approached the other from behind. "Wh-Who were you talking to?" he asked, having heard an exchange of words coming from the living room as he had entered the kitchen.

Without warning, Zim snapped to. "DIB! We need to hurry and eat! We have to get to Tak's base to contact the Tallest for some blueprints for when you have the eggs!" he exclaimed all at once.

Jumping at the sudden outburst, a bit startled, Dib took a few steps back before blinking at the other confused. "B-Blueprints? Blueprints for what?" he asked, completely lost now.

"Incubation tubes for the eggs! If we don't make some, they won't survive!"

"Wh-Wh-What? B-But...Why didn't you tell me this before? There's no time for breakfast! Let's just go over there right now then!" Dib grabbed Zim by the wrist and began dragging him towards the door.

Not arguing with that decision, Zim followed Dib out the door. "I didn't know! Your sister just told me!" he said, not having meant to keep something so important from Dib.

"Well, I'm not about to just let them die! Hurry!" Dib urged Zim to run faster, tugging him along as he broke into a fast jog towards Tak's base, one hand stroking his stomach nervously as he ran, as though that alone would keep them from dying.

Doing his best to keep step with Dib, Zim panted on the outside, but on the inside, felt so proud of him, wanting to do anything he could to make the hybrid happy right then. "There it is!" he shouted as they approached Tak's base.

Lifting his gaze up as they approached closer and closer to Tak's base, Dib then shifted it back to look at Zim. "D-Do you promise not to fight with Gaz while we're here?" he asked, wanting nothing more in that moment than for the two of them to get along while they were there.

"I'll do anything for you, Dib." Zim pulled Dib back into a quick kiss before turning to face the door. "Ready?" he then asked, wanting this meeting to be as stress free for Dib as physically possible.

His eyes growing wide, Dib blushed at the small kiss before looking away to the ground shyly and nodding. "Y-Yeah...I'm ready..." he said as Zim knocked on the door, taking in deep, calming breaths all the while. "T-Tak and I had another fight right before I left though...D-Do you really think she'll agree to help us?" he asked, voice shaking as he nervously played with his fingers and waited with Zim.

"I hope so..."

"Of course she would. It was her idea."

"GAH!" Zim turned to look behind them at Gaz. "Why are you out here?" he had expected she would be the one answering the door for them.

"I was just heading out to get you."

"Gaz!" Dib pulled away from Zim so he could pull her into a warm embrace, having truly missed her in the two weeks he had been gone.

"Hey!" Gaz was about to shove him away when she rather sighed and wrapped her own arms around Dib as well. "Yeah, I missed you too..." she admitted, a little annoyed nonetheless.

Allowing Gaz to gain back some of her personal space, Dib pulled away after a moment or two. "So...T-Tak's still willing to help us? E-Even though I got in a big fight with her and she probably hates my guts now?" he had a hard time believing she would want to help him after a few of the things she had said during their argument.

Gaz merely rolled her eyes at that question. "Tak hates everyone's guts, but that doesn't mean she wants the smeets to die." she said, fairly certain she had figured Tak out by now in the time they had spent together.

Dib could only sigh however. "She told me when I left that she didn't care what happened to me or the smeets..." he said, fairly convinced by the way that she had said it that she had meant it.

Gaz sighed herself. "She was stressed out, Dib, and you weren't helping matters much." she said, shoving past Zim to open the door. "Come on in." she gestured for them to follow her inside.

Allowing Dib to enter before himself, Zim smiled hopefully.

Wanting to argue back that Tak had started the whole thing by threatening him if he threw up but deciding he wasn't in the mood to get into another fight with anyone at the moment, Dib walked in slowly behind her, gaze fixed on the ground below him. He wanted the least amount of contact with Tak as possible. So, taking a few steps back once he was inside, he then proceeded to hide behind Zim, out of sight of Tak.

"Well, look who finally decided to show up." Tak glared at Dib hiding behind Zim. "Ready to contact the Tallest?" she asked, all business now as she had prepared a case in the weeks Dib had been gone for why the Tallest would be required to send them the blueprints.

Not responding to her question, reluctant to even talk to her, Dib's antennae rather fell back to press against the back of his head as he glared back at Tak.

Sensing Dib's tenseness, Zim reached back to take Dib's hand, giving it a small squeeze for reassurance. "Of course we are." he never once took his gaze off of Tak.

Antennae perking at the feel of Zim's hand grasping his own, Dib slowly began to relax again, giving it a small squeeze of his own to let the other know he was ready for this.

"Okay. Come on. I'll key in the coordinates." Tak approached the wall in the living room and tapped in a long code into a keyboard that flipped out of the wall as a large section of the wall slid away, revealing a big screen with the Irken symbol on it and the word 'connecting' underneath it.

Meanwhile, on the Massive, Tallest Red was becoming fed up with waiting for Tak's call. "WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG?" he finally slammed his hands down on the arms of his chair.

"My Tallest. There is an incoming transmission from Tak."

"Really? Wow, that was cool. Connect us."

The technician saluted. "Yes, Sir." he returned to his station, setting to work on connecting the call to their main screen.

Meanwhile, back on Earth, as they were all waiting for the transmission to go through, Dib looked over at Zim to whisper something quietly to him. "W-Will you get in trouble with them for turning me into an Irken in the first place?" he asked worriedly, running his thumb up and down on Zim's hand as a way of calming himself down, especially considering Zim's leader (or at least one of them) hadn't liked him all too much the last time they had met.

A/N: And there you have it for Chapter 59. =3 Now to get to your guys' reviews~

To lillybean queen of the i ocean: I'm happy to hear you guys are happy about my plans. =3 Thank you for reviewing each chapter. I really appreciate that. Until next time~