Once the two boys walked into the fair, they were irritated. For some reason, the jolliness of this place made them both sick. Dib didn't like it because it reminded him of a failed childhood and Zim just hated so many humans crowded in such a small space.

"Welp, I think we're far enough from da--uh Membrane and Gaz to go plan in some dark corner of this place." Dib sighed, motioning in a random direction.

"M'hm…Zim knows. REMEMBER, I am the Master here. So say it!" Zim decided he needed some fun while he was here.

"What?" Dib had started to walk away and didn't catch it, Zim ran to catch up with the human. Hey, he looked like he knew where he was going.

"Say that Zim is your Master!"

"No."

"Just once?"

"No."

"SAY IT OR I'LL RIP OUT YOUR THROAT!"

"FINE!" Dib stopped walking and turned to face Zim. He looked straight into Zim's eyes and said, "You are my Irken Master, Zim, and I live only to serve you and you only…" he smirked suddenly and scoffed as if it were a huge joke, "…Happy now?"

Zim looked away, nodding and they started off again. Zim was kind of disappointed. He was hoping for more of a fight… For a while the two just walked in a thick silence, the whole world melted away. Just them walking. Dib glanced over at Zim just as Zim glanced over at Dib. Suddenly that deranged man in a Poop Dog contume popped out of nowhere and yelled,

"HEY! BUY SOME CANDEH!" the beady little eyes floated off in different directions. Odd…

The two boys stared at the odd costume man in silence. Then Zim screeched and snatched up Dib's hand. He started to run through the crowds yelling, "AAAAHHHH! IT'S THE POOP SHADOW OF DAH FEAT!" at the top of his lungs and dragging an unfortunate Dib behind him.

"AH! Zim slow down, I can't-" Dib huffed and puffed. He hadn't known that Zim could run so fast. Usually the two just stood their ground and hit each other. "I can't keep up!"

Once Zim got to a dead end between two walls (don't ask why there are walls in the fair, there just are. I so decree.) He stopped, making Dib crash into him. Hey, there was no warning there. Zim landed on his butt, back against the wall, and Dib landed on Zim, legs on both sides of the smaller male and his head on Zim's shoulder.

"Ow…" Dib groaned and shifted.

Zim practically squeaked when he felt Dib move on top of him. "DIB-SLAVE!"

"WHAT!" Dib snapped out of it, planting both hands on the alien's shoulders, practically pinning him to the wall. He blushed.

"What do you think you are doing?" Zim asked, an odd look on his face.

"Uh…" Dib stuttered for words. "Why is it so hard to talk? C'mon, Dib, give him a snappy comeback! DO SOMETHING!" he yelled to himself, in his head.

"Well…" Zim leaned closer to the Dib, their lips almost touching. "Dib-Slave?"

Dib felt every flick of the green alien's lightning fast tongue on his lips. "Whah-what am I d-doing? Nothing!"

Zim smirked, "Then…why are you turning such a bright red?"

"…"

"M'hm." Zim was practically kissing him now, but he kept talking, "Do…you want our lips to touch, Dib-Slave? Want to show me your 'loyalty' again?"

Dib moaned at the thought and blushed harder, Zim already knew that kissing wasn't a sign of loyalty? "I-I…" He sighed on Zim's lips. Then leaned forward and kissed the alien, who was shocked that the boy would actually do it, but happily responded.. Zim pulled back, pushing the human away slightly by his shoulders.

"I always knew you were - what do you call it? Gay?" Zim tapped his lip, "Yeah, that's it. I always knew you were gay."

"I'm not gay…" Dib muttered.

"So, what are you then?"

"Not gay." Dib looked away, "Besides, you're the only boy I…kind of…like."

"What do I mean by that?"

"Never mind…" Dib sighed and started to get up. "This looks like a good place to-uh-you know plot."

Zim glanced around, he hadn't even noticed they were alone. He was more focused on the Dib that was in his lap. Once the human stood, he felt cold and wanted that warmth back. So, he pulled the human down so he was back in the alien's lap.

"Can't we plot like this?"

Dib was sitting with his back to Zim with the alien's thin yet strong arms around his waist. He swallowed thickly. He leaned his head so that he was looking at Zim upside down, "Why?"

It was Zim's turn to blush. "Eh…" he giggled nervously and Dib raised a brow at the uncharacteristic sound. Zim really didn't know the answer to that, but Dib just shrugged and said,

"Maybe...just for a little while, though..." Dib felt better that Zim seemed nervous, though he was better at hiding it. He faced forward and sat in silence.

Zim pretty much thought that Dib didn't want to talk, so he was quiet. Too quiet… Zim was watching the boy's bobbing scythe hair. Zim wiggled his antennae from under his wig and kept watching as the lock of hair blew in the wind. Zim bit the scythe lock so it would stop moving. Dib squirmed a little, as if he could feel it. But he couldn't, because it's just hair.

Zim let go and raised a hand to the lock of hair that was the boy's scythe. He grabbed a hold of it and pulled on it gently, making Dib squirm. Zim let go of it and ran his gloved hand through the boy's hair. Dib shuddered and leaned into the touch. They sighed collectively and sat in silence once more.

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Geeze, I try so hard. I have a little bit of writers block. If anyone could give me any funny ideas or something, I'd appreciate it. Grah, I beat myself up as I read this. What was I thinking...?

Anyway, REVIEW! please.