"Mph?" Dib mumbled. He turned slightly and saw the plans. "Alright, but let's do this discreetly." his voice lowering to a murmur, he turned to look at Zim fully.
"Urgh, whatever. Just- here." Zim breathed and handed Dib two little notebooks, one black and one red. "Look through these." he pointed to the red notebook, "This holds the names of every single human virus I could get a hold of. And this-" he pointed to the other, "-are all of the antidotes to said viruses."
Dib started to flip through the red one. "Ebola? Polio? How'd you get samples of these? The only samples I know that exist are in the highly guarded labs." he whispered to Zim.
The Irken smirked and leaned in, "You can get away with anything if you're the Professor Membrane, Dibbles…"
"…But how did you do it? Your disguises suck. How would you have been able to pull it off?" Dib looked at him incredulously.
"You know that Dib Bot I made?" Dib nodded, already knowing where this was going, "Let's just say that I decided I needed someone with more power and height. Someone so famous that I could do what ever I want and get away with it, no questions asked." Zim paused to emphasize it, then, "Like…your father unit." Zim pointed to the oblivious Membrane, who was busy naming all of the constellations and named stars, like suns. Freak.
"You…made a robot that looks like my da--eh, Membrane?" Dib tapped his lip, "You still have it, right? We could probably use it at some point."
"Of course I still have it. I still have the young Dib Bot. Though I can't use it anymore because you grew taller." Zim 'pffted', "Stupid human hormones, making you taller then the mighty Invader Zim."
Dib just smiled and decided not to comment on that, a sarcastic remark wouldn't be appreciated right now. He closed his eyes and sighed. The car slowed to a stop as Membrane parallel parked it. The tall scientist stepped out of the car, motioning the children to do the same. Gaz sighed harshly as she slunk from the car, but on the inside, she was ecstatic. Pizza is like God. Only better.
Dib waited until his family walked into the door, looking as if they'd leave without them. He sighed. Great, another day where everyone seems to blot me out, as if I'm not even there…
"Eh…? DIB SLAVE!" Zim screamed and Dib jumped with a tiny "ah?!". "Let's just goooooooo! I am perfectly sure that they won't be missing us in there." the little alien tried to persuade him again.
Dib lowered his head and said, "Your right. They're probably eating already, completely forgetting who I am at the same time."
Zim's grin came on at full blast, those zippered teeth showing victory and recognition for Dib. He grinned back, showing as much of his own teeth as he could bear, hoping his teeth said the same to Zim.
"Let us go, Dib Slave. We have work to do…" Zim growled it out all evil-y and stuffed the two notebooks into his PAK as he exited the car with care. He hated that stupid vehicle and he was pretty sure it hated him to. Throwing him around all the time.
"Lots of work…" Dib sighed and looked back at Bloaty's before jumping out of the car to stand beside Zim. He felt the urge to hug something right then. No reason really, just that he had the feeling no one cared if he lived or died. Either way would really be horrible, since he was sure if he was gonna die, someone would kill him first. If he was gonna live, what was the point? His shoulders shook slightly and he stepped behind the shorter male. Without another thought he wrapped his slim arms around the alien and sighed into his neck.
"Dib Slave?" Zim muttered, annoyed but then, he liked the feeling around his torso. Made him feel…good. Was it a bad thing to feel this way? Who cares? Zim leaned and put his full weight on the human, "What're you doing?"
"I need a hug. It was your fault. You made me feel bad. I guess you're not cut out to be a master after all."
Dib smiled, at least the alien didn't try to move away. That was a good sign, eh, he thought. For the time, he wasn't really sure what he meant when he thought that. But it didn't matter, he tightened his grip and nuzzled his face into the sensitive, soft Irken skin. Instead of shuddering, Zim moved his head to the side a little and Dib laid his head there. Dib suddenly remembered seeing a TV show like this, and the two main characters stood the way Zim and Dib were standing now. Dib chuckled and straightened out Zim's wig with the comb he found in chapter twelve, yeah that's right. I said it.
"Oh yeah? Well, you're an unruly slave. Bad slave, baaaaaaaad."
Zim's eyes lowered to half mast and he cuddled Dib's cheek with his own. Dib nuzzled back and kissed Zim's open skin, making Zim shudder this time. Not really expecting something like that, but not really surprised, he leaned his head away to give Dib more room. Dib noticed this and started to kiss the alien's neck, forgetting entirely where he was. He nibbled on the soft skin here and there, loving the taste for some reason he couldn't understand. Zim shivered when Dib suckled on his skin, giving him goose bumps. The green alien sighed in pleasure and leaned harder against the other's body.
Back inside, Membrane had ordered two jumbo pizzas, thanks to Gaz and the two were waiting for the pizza and the two boys. Membrane checked his watch, slightly worried that Dib had been kidnapped or something. Gaz peeked up at him from her GameSlave and sighed. She stood and began to walked to the door.
"Gaz? Where're you going?" Membrane called after her, worried that she might leave him. She was known to do that.
"I'm going to see what Dib's doing. I'll be right back…" she muttered darkly, but happy that her dad had seemed worried for her.
Back outside Dib and Zim had already begun to tear themselves away from each other, Dib thinking that making out with another boy in public embarrassment and harassment. Zim thought they could just continue in the privacy of his home since Dib seemed reluctant to go on out here, that perv. They parted, but Dib still gripped Zim's hand in his own and Zim squeezed back. They suddenly smiled happily at one another and started to walk for Zim's freaky glowing house. And they skipped back home to live happily eveh AFTEH! (Oops, how's THAT get there?!)
But, they stopped dead cold when they heard Gaz's voice and remembered Bloaty's. Shit.
"Where the hell do you think you two are going?" her harsh words cut through Dib like a butcher knife to butter. "And holding hands I see. Zim, is that a hickey?"
Dib blushed and Zim reached up to his neck with a questioning look, but they didn't pull their hands away from each other. Dib couldn't have if he wanted to, Zim was holding his hand to tightly, though not enough to hurt.
"I don't see how any of that is your business, you filthy Smell Beast." Zim growled and pulled Dib closer to his own body protectively. No one made fun of what was HIS. "It isn't as if you care for your Smarter-Than-The-Average-Human brother, now do you?"
Dib stopped and sighed. Did Zim just call him smart, or was he just hearing things?
"Smart? Him? He's NUTS, you senile freak. Aliens aren't real. Big foot, Yeti, Sasquatch, all FAKE. You go ahead and try to tell me otherwise!" she screamed, killing her brother's slight happiness. (Gawd, what a bitch. Ooops...don't mind the cussing!)
Zim glowered at the human and sniffed, "Oh, you shall see the splendor of an alien species. Just wait for the day to come and the Dib and I shall rise and RULE this world. There is no way to stop us, Dib Sister." he stopped at the look on Dib's face. His crushed broken look replaced by one of defiance.
"Oh, is that right?" Gaz mocked horror, "Oh NO! Aliens are ruling the world and now I wished I had listened to Dib!" she scoffed, "You're both stupid."
Dib gave his little sister a stony glare, "How can you say such things? You don't know the HALF of it!" he screamed, "I'm NOT crazy! I'm not and I've never been! AND MY HEAD IS NOT BIG!" he paused and said quietly, though loud enough for her to hear, "Zim and I will rule over this mediocre planet with an iron fist, letting most of the inhabitants to live for slaves." he sighed and looked her straight in the eyes, "Tell dad to eat with out us. There's more important business to be done then eating pizza with the enemy…" Dib trailed off as he let go of Zim's hand to place it on Zim's hip. He stood to the right of the shorter male and Zim leaned into the Dib's side.
Dib raised a hand in the air and said, "Next time you see me, lil' sis, I'll be on a throne next to the only one that had ever cared even the littlest bit for me…" the two turned back in the direction of Zim's house again and sidled down the barren street.
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