IM POSTING THESE STORIES LIKE HOT CAKES! Sorry ,) So what if Dib was an Irken? But wait! What if Zim was a human! *gasp* Welp here is a mini story, I just love this Au because it makes me happy :) But at the same time Invader Zim has turned me into a really addictive fan girl that likes Zim and Dib romance so yeah. Thanks for reading :p All rights to Jhonen Vasquez for the charcters!
All the kids stood on their chair in the silent classroom. Some kids were doing their work like always, other were just playing around and stabbing their erasers. But Dib and Zim, despite being apart from each other in the classroom, locked eyes for the rest of the hour. Zim had a grin on his face while messing around with his pencil, and Dib sweating while glancing over at the human boys staring.
Once the school bell rang for lunch, each and every kid got up and headed to the lunchroom. The friends would always group up like a zit gathering on a humans body. They were always the girls that thought they were popular, but really they just go home and cry because they broke up or something. Dib glanced at the crowd while walking down the hall nervously, and always concentrating on the bunched up people until he spotted Zim.
"BAH!" Dib jumped and ran straight into a locker. "Hehe...why so jumpy alien..?" Zim glared down at Dib on the floor with a smirk. "None of your business earthling." Zim quickly slides in front of Dib and stopping him in his path. "Whatcha doing alien freak..?" Zim said while glaring at Dib in a uncomfortable way."Uhhhh...what are you looking at?"
Zims eyes shot open nervously and quickly through out, "J-Just the g-gum beneath the l-locker..."
"The locker?" "Y-Yeah the l-locker..." Dib became confused and asked, "How do you even see it?"
Zim finally slid his way into the lunchroom, whipping off his brows, and finally settled for lunch. Once Zim got his meatloaf (trash on a plate), he glanced over at Dib that seemed almost annoyed.
Dib walked over to Zim, who was throwing the food on the ground with his fork pretending to eat it, and asked once again, "Ok seriously, what were you staring at?" Zim almost coughed on his spit in his throut and patted his legs. "Um...let's just say...your really...attractive." The voice crack came in on the word attractive, which made Dib chuckle, but blush at the same time.
Dib glared around the lunch room, noticing it was pretty much full, and had no choice. Dib finally took a spot by Zim. It was awkward, very awkward in fact. Dib put his arms on the table and started tapping the table with his fingers. Zim got up and dumped his tray and sat back down. There was more silence and akwardness. A couple minutes went by and suddenly Dib felt a warm touch on his hand, stopping his tapping motion. He glared down and saw Zims hand resting on his.
Dib finally glared up at Zim, his face blushed, and Zim glared at Dib, also blushing. "I-I'm sorry, I-I just made it more awkward." Zim stuttered quickly, but his hand still hadn't moved. Zim stutterd under his breath trying to explain what he had done, still not removing his hand from Dibs. Suddenly Zim felt a warm touch on his cheek. Zim glanced over to see Dib with a face like a tomato and his eyes closed kissing the side of Zims face.
They both were like a tomato and Zim finally murmured, "I will just remove my hand...if you want..." Dib glanced at his hand which was covered by Zims and said, "N-No thanks..."