ZADR Orange Chapter 74

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

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Worried Dib would hurt himself or the smeets, Zim's eyes widened. "CUT IT OUT!" he exclaimed.

Panting heavily at this point, Dib only continued to throw himself against the cage door despite how tired he was growing. "Not until you let me out!" he screamed, his thrusts becoming weaker and weaker with every passing second. But before he even realized it, he was on his knees, kneeling by the door to the cage, a flood of tears streaming down his face. He was hurting, but he couldn't put his finger on a reason why.

Zim gasped. 'Oh, Dib.' he kneeled down and stroked his cheek, unable to help himself. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Slapping the Irken's hand away, Dib instantly pulled away from the touch. "Don't touch me!" he hissed out, antennae pressed as far back against his head as possible. "Don't touch me..." he said in a stern voice as he shook where he sat, glaring at the Irken. "It hurts when you touch me..." he whimpered out, his chest aching for some reason unknown to him. The touch had been so gentle, almost familiar, that he almost wanted to give in to it, but he had pulled away instantly before he could let his guard down.

Shaking his head, Zim sighed. "Sorry..." he said.

"Don't say that!" Dib pulled his knees to his chest. He didn't know why, but the Irken's words hurt worse than anything the other had done to him as he brought up his hands to cry into. "J-Just go away..." he didn't want to hear or see the Irken, just everything about him making him want to cry.

Zim's antennae wilted. 'Even when he doesn't remember why, he still hates me for it...' he thought. "I'll just be off, doing evil stuff then..." he walked back into the dark of the lab but stayed close enough so he could still see Dib.

Finally breaking down all the way when he thought Zim was gone, Dib curled in on himself and sobbed into his arms. "Wh-Why are you doing this to me...? Why are you making me into such a wreck...?" he sobbed to himself, his antennae drooping.

Hearing Dib's words, Zim flinched and slid to the floor sadly before whispering to himself. "I'm sorry... I thought you would forget..." he said.

Finally crying himself to sleep in the corner of the cage after an hour or two of crying, not even bothering to use the bed set up for him inside it, Dib slept soundly for several hours but awoke when he felt something that had him sitting bolt upright. "What the-?" he brought a hand down to his stomach, a small ripple of movement spooking him enough to make him let out a short-lived scream.

Jumping to his feet, Zim was back at the side of the cage before he could blink. "What is it? What happened?" he saw Dib staring horrified at his belly. Kneeling down, he reached over, placing a hand on it and feeling the movement. "Oh..." his eyes watered up a little, and he wished more than ever to hug Dib right then. "They're alive..." he said.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, ZIM? WHAT'S ALIVE? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?" Dib screamed, slapping the Irken's hand away from him and scooting away from where Zim could touch him.

Zim sighed. "The smeets..." he watched Dib sadly.

"Sm-Smeets? What do you mean, 'smeets'? What's going on here, Zim?"

"Smeets...Or as you humans seem to call them, 'babies.'"

Dib's eyes could only grow perfectly round at the other's words. "Wh-Wha? Wh-What did you just say?" his entire body was trembling. "N-Not possible! I-It's just not possible!" he held his head with both hands as he backed up even more, breathing heavily as he swayed unsteadily.

"Dib?" Zim eyed him uneasily. "Lay down on the bed." he said.

Able to hear Zim's words but shaking them off, Dib shook his head repeatedly in an attempt to make sense out of all of this. "Y-You're lying...You're lying! It's not physically possible! Tell me what's really going on!" he screamed, what seemed to be another panic attack overcoming him.

Worried, Zim noticed this. "Lay down on the bed or I won't tell you anything!" he exclaimed.

"No! You're lying! You'll hurt me again! That's all you ever do!" Dib was rambling now, his heavy breathing turning into hyperventilation. "I don't believe you...I don't believe you..." he muttered over and over again to himself, staring down at the ground with wide, dazed eyes.

"DIB! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! Since when do you give up? Especially in my base!" Zim kneeled down, staring him in the eyes. "You aren't human anymore, Dib. That's how you're pregnant." he said.

Zim's words finally seeming to catch his attention, Dib fell to his knees before looking up at Zim. "If I'm not human, then what the fuck am I? And how did I even get pregnant to begin with in the first place?" he exclaimed.

"Uhh...E-Experiment... And you're a hybrid. Half Irken, half human."

Back up on his feet and at the front of the cell before Zim had time to even realize what was happening or respond, Dib managed to grab hold of the Irken's shirt, yanking him forward roughly to hold against the cell's bars. "You're lying! There's something you're not telling me!" he screamed as he shook the other. He had learned to read the other's facial expressions through years of observation and could tell when the Irken was lying to him.

Zim jerked out of Dib's grip. "IT'S NO CONCERN TO YOU! NOW LAY DOWN!" he turned for the door. "I'll go get you food." he said.

"No!" Dib this time reached out both hands to grab hold of Zim's uniform top from behind, pulling him back against the cell door and holding him there as tightly as possible. "Let me out of here, you bastard! Let me out!" he pushed Zim forward just to pull him back roughly. "And undo everything you've done to me!" he exclaimed.

"I CAN'T! If I did that, the smeets would die! They're already 4 months old! They can move! They are ALIVE!"

"Then why? Why did you do this to me in the first place if you knew it wasn't reversible? Why me? Why couldn't you have chosen somebody else to do this with, you sick pervert?"

Zim pulled away again. "Go lay down, Dib." he said.

"Answer my question first! Tell me why you're doing this to me! Tell me!" Dib shook the cell door again, desperately fighting against it to get out, kicking and throwing himself against it again.

"DIB, STOP! You're going to hurt yourself OR the smeets!"

"Then let me out! I want out of here!" Dib panted out heavily, already growing tired once again, especially now that the smeets were moving around inside him.

"Dib, if you don't calm down, you could cause complications! I'll tell you later! Just lay DOWN!"

"No! Let me out! Please!" Dib's body finally gave in and he sank to his knees on the floor. "Please...Just let me out..." he struggled weakly against the door still, slamming his balled up hand against the bars until it was beginning to bruise and swell. "...I want to go home..." he cried, trying to catch his breath all the while.

Zim sighed heavily. "In five months, I'll leave Earth for good...And you can go home and enjoy the rest of your life." he said.

Dib's eyes snapped wide open at that information. "What?" he wasn't sure if he was hearing the other correctly as he dropped his wide-eyed gaze back down to the ground."But why...?" he asked in a suddenly very quiet voice, all the fight that had been in him less than a minute ago seeming to flee his body and leave him sitting there lifelessly. All he had wanted was to go home. Not for Zim to leave...Or...Had he even ever considered what he would do were Zim to decide to one day leave Earth? Despite what he thought, the idea of the Irken leaving didn't leave him with a particularly victorious feeling.

A/N: And there you have it for Chapter 74. =3 Until next time~