ZADR Orange Chapter 77

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

Enjoy. =3

Turning over onto his stomach, Dib curled up in the bed. "I thought we were underground though..." he murmured into a pillow tiredly, too tired to even open his eyes at this point. He was more than content to just sleep the rest of the night away. When he felt a tiny bit of movement in his stomach however, he let out a small whine and shifted slightly.

Zim mumbled. "Yeah...But I'll manage..." he said, cuddling up close to Dib. "Get some sleep, Dib." he said, not realizing what discomfort the other was going through at the moment.

Dib just continued to shift about uncomfortably. "Mmm...Nyeh...Tell that to my stomach..." he said, peeking one eye slightly open before bringing down a finger to poke at his stomach. He was still getting used to all the sudden movement despite the fact that the smeets had been moving around inside him since practically the first time he had noticed it.

Petting it soothingly, Zim leaned down and kissed his belly. "They're just upset is all..." he said in a quiet voice.

"Upset? At what? They're the ones making my stomach upset..." Dib groaned, receiving a bit of a kick to the side for his complaining. He still didn't understand how it was that he was pregnant, but he just figured it would all make sense again once he got his memory back in the morning.

Zim kissed him gently once more. "Your feelings are probably affecting them..." he smiled sadly. "I'm sorry..." he apologized.

Shifting yet again to try and get into a more comfortable position facing Zim, Dib could only sigh out himself. "If my feelings were really affecting them then they'd be too tired to be kicking this much..." he said, finally getting comfortable curling around himself.

Zim pet him gently. "You're tired on the outside, Dib...But on the inside, you're feeling hurt...and confused..." he said, his petting slowing to a stop.

"Well, I'd feel better on the inside AND outside if they'd just stop kicking..." Dib muttered tiredly.

Zim smiled. "Maybe something soothing would calm them down..." he suggested.

"Hmmm?" Dib peeked one eye open. "Something...soothing...? Like what?" he asked.

Zim shrugged. "I don't know...What do you find soothing?" he asked.

"W-Well, a warm bath or shower usually does the trick, but that would involve getting out of bed, something I wouldn't be all too thrilled about having to do right now..." Dib said, blinking his eyes closed lazily. "A warm drink might help, but that would still involve getting out of bed to get one..." he said, not too thrilled with that idea either.

"Not necessarily." Zim smirked, turning towards the ceiling. "Computer!" he yelled.

The computer groaned. "WHAT?" it responded back in a rather irritated fashion.

"Dib needs a warm drink! What would you like?" Zim asked Dib, smiling.

Dib's eyes snapped open at the sudden command Zim was giving his computer. "I-I umm..." he blushed a bit, flustered now. "I-It's okay...I'm fine..." he said, not wanting to be all that much of a bother.

"No, no. It's fine. Anything you want. Just tell me."

"There better be SOMETHING! I was trying SLEEP!"

"Oh, cram it, you!"

Feeling uncomfortable because of all the sudden yelling, Dib could only tense up even more. "Umm...Uh...I-I guess...Umm..." he began to stutter, jolting again and letting out a startled yelp at another kick to his side. The smeets were shifting about again as though as uncomfortable with the situation as he was.

Gasping, Zim stroked Dib's belly with concern. "How about some milk?" he offered.

Still fairly flustered, Dib just nodded his head in agreement. "Okay..." he agreed, his blush deepening as Zim began running his hands over the surface of his stomach.

"Warm milk for my Dib-love." Zim addressed the computer again.

"Whatever." the computer grumbled, a ding sounding before a glass of warm milk was lowered down to them.

Taking it, Zim offered it to Dib. "How's this?" he asked.

Glancing back and forth between the glass of milk and Zim, Dib hesitantly took it from the other. "I...Umm...Thank you...This is fine..." he said before then just staring down at the milk inside the cup, blushing at the small nickname Zim had come up with for him.

Having forgotten how much Dib still didn't remember, Zim tilted his head to the side, confused. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Dib jumped a bit at the other's question. "Uh...Nothing!" he said before returning his attention back to the glass of milk, blowing on it to cool it off a bit first before taking a sip from it. Sighing in a bit of relief as the warm liquid settled in his stomach, he then nuzzled himself back into the covers and took another drink from the cup.

Stroking Dib's hair once more, Zim smiled and fiddled with his antennae a little.

Body tensing at the sensation, Dib's eyes grew wide before relaxing and falling half lidded as he let out a low sounding purr, not exactly used to the feel of somebody touching his antennae anymore. "Mmmmm..." he let his eyes slip back closed to sleep, the smeets' own responses seeming to grow lethargic.

Catching the glass of milk before it could tip over and spill onto the bed, Zim smiled, setting it on the night stand and snuggling close to Dib. He then pulled the covers up over them tightly. "Good night." he whispered so as not to wake Dib up.

Finally asleep, Dib slept soundly for the rest of the night, the smeets seeming to have fallen asleep as well inside of him, no longer shifting about and keeping him or Zim up.

Wanting to be sure he could snap to if Dib woke up suddenly and needed something from him, Zim meanwhile dozed lightly next to him. He was just glad that he finally had his hybrid back.

To say the very least, the rest of the night remained fairly peaceful, Dib finally getting the rest he needed. Upon waking up the next morning however, he sniffled wetly. "Ugh..." he sounded out groggily.

Zim's eyes snapped open at Dib's movements. He was tired but didn't care that he hadn't really allowed himself to sleep. So long as everything was fine with Dib, it was worth it. "Good morning..." he said when he saw that Dib's eyes were open.

"Mmm..." Dib's antennae fell back in an almost irritated way. Despite the good sleep, he wasn't feeling too hot that morning as he sat up slowly, eyelids drooping still. "Bleh..." he stuck out his tongue a moment before pulling it back in. "I feel like I can't breathe..." he sniffled again, feeling just plain stuffed up and icky as he flopped back down onto his back.

Zim ran a hand through his hair. "Anything I can do?" he asked.

"No, no...I'm fine..." Dib said in a stuffy voice before sitting himself up slowly to get out of bed. "Can you just restore my memories now?" he asked, hoping that perhaps remembering something would make it easier for him to deal with it.

Zim sighed. "Okay...But you probably won't like me anymore..." he said, taking Dib's hand and leading him to the super computer mainframe of his base.

Before Zim could take him too much farther, however, Dib pulled the Irken close to him and placed a small kiss on the other's lips. "You promised not to leave me...and I promised to still love you after all of this is over with..." he reminded the other.

Zim's eyes widened at those words. "Y-You remembered that?" he asked in some shock.

"Hmm?" Dib blinked at Zim slightly confused. "Of course. We promised each other last night. Don't YOU remember? You said you'd stay as long as I wanted you to. And I promised to love you even after you gave me back my memories." he said, recalling their conversation last night.

"Oh...Right." Zim looked away. "We've said that before though..." he said, looking doubtful now.

A/N: And there you have it for Chapter 77. =3 Until next time~