ZADR Orange Chapter 69
Warnings: Extreme OOCness
Rating: M for later chapters
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
His antennae falling back to press against his head, Dib narrowed his eyes on Zim even more. "That's not funny, Zim!" he exclaimed, slamming his hands down on the kitchen table.
Zim shrank down into his chair as far as he could. "Haha." he laughed uneasily then swallowed. "R-Right. Not funny." he said more to himself than to Dib.
Hearing the other still laughing, Dib, without thinking, threw his plate of food at Zim. The Irken ducked out of the way just in time to avoid the plate as it crashed against the side of the wall and broke into pieces.
Breathing heavily, Dib seemed to snap out of his sudden rage when he heard the sound of the glass breaking, causing him to blink wide eyes open, his antennae perking. "H-Huh?" he looked around confused, first at Zim, who was hiding behind his chair, then at the broken pieces of glass laying strewn among a pile of food on the floor. "Wh-What happened...?" he asked himself, closing his eyes and bringing a hand up to hold his head. "D-Did I do this?" he asked, opening his eyes back up to look around at the mess of a room again.
Eying Dib wearily and hiding further behind his chair, Zim didn't dare speak for fear of being attacked again.
Seeing the scared look on Zim's face, Dib's eyes widened. "I-I did, didn't I?" he said, antennae drooping as he backed up a bit. "I-I think I need to lay down for a bit..." he said before turning to head on out into the living room so he could lay back down on the side of the couch that didn't have a pile of pregnancy books on it.
Standing back up after a moment, Zim's antennae drooped. "Dib...?" he managed to force out, sighing before going to check on him. "Are you okay?" he asked from his spot in the doorway.
Dib looked back up at Zim from his spot on the couch. "I honestly don't know, Zim. Am I? I just nearly took your head off with that plate, and I can't even explain why I did that so suddenly!" he exclaimed in a rather upset tone. "What's going on with me, Zim? Why does this keep on happening? I get so mad SO suddenly, and I can't even explain why!" he said curling up even more.
Going to Dib's side and shoving the books off of the couch to sit down next to him, Zim smiled softly down at him. "It's okay, Dib. It's normal..." he reached down a hand to run through Dib's hair. "They're just mood swings..." he reassured the other.
Curling up as tightly as possible, Dib rolled over onto one of his sides. "I don't think mood swings are supposed to be so violent...Maybe I really am just insane..." he said in a quiet voice, closing his eyes as though to sleep before perking back up, his eyes opening and antennae lifting as he seemed to shift in his spot a bit uncomfortably.
"Hmm?" he sounded out before then sitting up and reaching under the cushion of the couch to pull out one of the pregnancy books that had fallen under it. "Wh-What's this?" he asked, turning the book this way and that in an attempt to the read the title of said book in the dark, having difficulty doing so however.
Zim noticed Dib's conundrum. "Computer, turn the lights on." he ordered before leaning in to have a look for himself at the book.
Blinking his eyes a few times at the sudden bright light, Dib stared back at the book for a few moments. "The Unofficial Guide to Having a Baby" he read the title out loud before reaching down to pick up another pregnancy book. "Your Pregnancy Week-by-Week" he read off that title as well before looking over the pile of books on the ground. "H-Have you even read any of these books?" he asked, just then remembering Zim had bought them for this reason.
Zim blushed at that question. "Well...No, I haven't had time to...Wh-When I got them, you ran away...And then I was looking for you...And now...I-I'm just trying to keep you happy...I-I guess I just kind of forgot about them..." he admitted, not having had the chance to read up on any of this.
Looking them over again, Dib opened one of them and started flipping through the pages, skimming them a bit. "W-Well, are you going to read them?" he asked, lifting his gaze up to look at Zim again.
"Uhh sure." Zim grabbed the closest book to him. "We both can if you want." he said, cracking his book open and starting to scroll down the pages.
Watching Zim from his spot for a few moments, Dib then looked back down at his own book. "Umm...Do you plan on reading up on the...Umm...birthing process...?" he asked, his face flushed a bright red as he knew it would be live rather than what Zim had originally thought it would be.
Zim froze. "U-Uhhh...W-Well, I...Uhh..." he couldn't speak, starting to fidget with the book.
"Uh...Should we? Or should we just wait until it happens and figure it out on our own?" Dib asked that last part really quickly, his cheeks a bright red now.
"Uhh...W-Well...It'd be better to be prepared..." Zim swallowed nervously. "I-I'll read up on it..." he said, knowing it was probably for the better that he did at some point.
"Okay..." Dib became silent after a moment, glancing over at Zim a few times before finally speaking up again. "Should I too? Read up on it, I mean...?" he asked, squirming about in his seat nervously.
Zim hid behind his book uncomfortably. "I-If you want to..." he didn't see what the point was but decided Dib had a right to know what he was in for.
Dib shrank down in his seat a bit at that answer. "W-Well, that's just it...I-I'm NOT so sure I want to...B-But at the same time, I-I feel like I should be prepared too..." he said, not wanting to know what it would be like but feeling as though he didn't really have a choice in the matter.
Zim merely nodded. "...Hey...Don't they have human get-together's for things like this? Maybe we should go to some...You have your holo-disguise still...And I could always fix it up so they would think you were female..." he said, wanting to come up with a way to get around having to read these books.
Dib blushed a bright pink. "U-Umm...I-I guess...B-But I always thought those classes were just for couples who are in the last few weeks of their pregnancy...A-And that they just teach you how to breath and stuff while you're giving birth..." he said, unsure how much they'd actually get out of going to one of those classes.
"Then we will go in the last few weeks." Zim smiled, wrapping an arm around Dib. "Until then, we'll read these books." he said, returning his attention back to the book he was reading.
Dib remained rather tense about the subject however. "M-Maybe I should call Jack and Rose one of these days and ask them about all this...They probably know a lot more about it than we do..." he sighed, tilting over to one side just to end up leaning against Zim.
Zim rubbed his back gently. "That sounds like a good idea..." he agreed, propping one of the books open and continuing to skim it again, holding Dib close all the while. "You just relax." he instructed the other, not wanting to stress Dib out with all this stuff.
Letting his eyelids slip partially closed, Dib then closed his eyes all the way. "Okay..." he said in a soft whisper, resting comfortably against Zim as the other continued to read through the book in his lap. Then, peeking one eye open, he watched the other closely as his eyes scanned the text.
Having started to read up on the birthing process, Zim started to get more and more nervous as it went on. "Oh..." he held Dib tightly, eyes growing wide. 'This is not going to be good.' he thought to himself, knowing Dib wouldn't enjoy this in the least bit when the time came to give birth.
Blinking both his eyes open when he felt Zim tightening his hold on him, Dib stared back up at the Irken. "Hmm?" he noticed the uneasy look on Zim's face. "Is everything alright?" he asked, following Zim's gaze back down to the book he was reading before attempting to sit up more so he could have a look for himself at what the other was reading.
Wanting the pull the book away, Zim bit down on his lower lip and forced himself not to, knowing Dib wanted to see. It was horrible the things Dib was going to have to go through. Sighing sadly as Dib read through everything he had just read, he nuzzled the hybrid affectionately. "I'm sorry..." he apologized before Dib even had a chance to get to the bad part of it.
"Hmm?" Dib glanced back at Zim for a moment. "For wha-Oh, God!" he cut himself short upon returning his attention back to the book. Then, grabbing it from the other to look at closely so he could make sure he was reading it correctly in this light, he could feel his world spinning. "Zim, I think I'm going to..." he didn't have time to finish as his eyes rolled back and breathing grew shakier before blacking out on the other.
"D-Dib? Dib? Oh, Irk!" Zim pulled him close, rocking back and forth as he held Dib close in his arms. Feeling terrible, he nuzzled him, kissing the side of his face. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." he repeated over and over to the unconscious Dib before picking him up bridal style and carrying him back down to the lab. "Computer! Is Dib okay?" he asked once he had gotten down into his lab, the boy not coming around as quickly as he had hoped.
Giving up on returning to sleep mode anytime soon, the computer sighed, scanning Dib without complaint. "He's just unconscious. Nothing else seems to be wrong with him at the moment." it replied, not really caring whether Dib was alright or not.
Holding Dib close, Zim nodded slowly. "W-Well, what should I do?" he asked, trying to stay calm but finding it difficult to do so.
"How should I know? I'm no psychic about these sorts of things..."
Tilting his head first to one side and then the other in Zim's grip, Dib let out a small groan. "Zim...?" he murmured in a semi-unconscious state.
Zim's eyes snapped back to him. "Dib? A-Are you okay?" he asked all at once, stroking his hair gently, passing one hand over his antennae. He really did love that hair. It was calming to play with for him.
A/N: And there you have it for Chapter 69 =3 Until next time~