A/N: Like I promised. The second chapter of the same day.
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Dib watched through the window as the Irken struggled to make soup. He laughed at all the times that something went wrong and by the time that he got it, the sun was setting.
Sitting back from the window Dib stared at the sky with a dazed look on his face. He had spent to much time moving and wasn't feeling too well. Getting to his knees to leave, he heard the Irken call,
"TO THE HUMAN'S HOUSE." And he went into a frenzy.
Dib's mind was scrambled as he attempted to sneak down the side of the alien's house. The wires and pipes made it increasingly difficult and Dib spent most of the time climbing up and over, or clawing his way under them.
By the time he made it to where the gnomes were, he was exhausted and panting. The fact he was sick did not help him at all. Feeling his fever coming on, Dib swayed with a cold breeze that blew by. Upon breathing out he saw his breath and fumbled forwards.
"Gotta…. –cough- get home….." He mumbled, finally reaching the walk that lead to Zim's door. He looked out at the sidewalk and sighed. It felt as if his feet were cement and the sidewalk was a million miles away.
Trudging forwards he stumbled as he heard the knob to the door turn and Zim shout something to Gir. He heard the robots squeals of joy and more shouting as the door slightly opened.
Dib stumbled faster and faster until his head pounded from his fever and he collapsed in the middle of the street outside of Zim's home.
His vision swayed in and out before he finally fell victim to the cold asphalt and passed out.
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Zim grabbed the pot and headed towards the door, just starting to turn the handle. Suddenly he stopped and turned his head back towards Gir and yelled something to his companion.
"GIR. Turn on security mode until I get back." Turning back to the door he heard the robot start shouting and dancing in joy, throwing around his little moose toy.
Sighing to himself, Zim started to think, 'I shall merely bring this concoction to the human and come home.' But as he thought that he felt his green skin turn a light shade of red. 'HE IS GETTING TO ME. I MUST HARDEN MY DEFENSES.' Zim immediately shouted to himself sending the blush crawling back to where it came from.
He opened the door more and stepped out onto the walk and looked out infront of him. He saw a small black figure lying in the street and quickly called Gir to place the soup back on the stove while he went to investigate.
Gir was, of course, willing to do so and he screamed with more happiness.
Zim walked quickly over to the figure in the street with only one thought going through his head.
Dib.
He felt the blush coming back again and he began to feel light headed but he ignored it and continued walked towards the person in the street. Once he got there he leaned down to examine it and touched the shoulder of them.
It was still warm so that means that the person was still alive. Quickly flipping them over he gasped as he saw the black figure lying in the street really was Dib. He lifted the boys head up and tried to get a good grip on him.
He carried the limp body through his door and placed it onto the couch. Dib was breathing very heavily at this point.
Zim are you okay?
'Yes. I'm fine. Are you okay, though?!' Zim thought wearily as he stared at the boys pale face. Touching his hand to his forehead, he felt it was rather hot and panicked. He ran over the sink and held a towel under it as he let cold water soak the towel and burn his bare hand.
He ignore his own burning pain as he placed the cold cloth on the human's forehead and went to grab a blanket for him. He threw the thickest quilt he had over the boy and propped his head up with a pillow from the couch.
He felt his squeedily-spooch slow down with the boy's breathing. Dragging out a chair from the kitchen, Zim sat down in front of the couch and watched the boy.
After awhile he felt his eyes being to droop and he was soon fast asleep.
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Dib was currently asleep and having a strange dream.
He was hanging on the edge of a cliff and the rock he was holding onto was strangely cold. He was dangling above a huge, burning crevice when he felt a tap on his shoulder.
It was Zim.
Suddenly Zim dragged him up off of the cliff and vanished. He felt relief and a strange sadness as he stood there alone above the cliff. He started walking forwards when a path suddenly appeard infront of him.
Following the path he appeared in a the middle of a clearing which was in the middle of a dense forests.
'That's weird… I don't remember passing any trees… Where's the path?' Dib thought looking down. After trying to figure this out his gaze managed to shift to the sky in which he gasped.
He stared out onto Nebulas, planets and a quasar. He couldn't do anything but stare in awe at the amazing sight of the multitude of colors mixing together in harmony in such a small sky.
The only thing that managed to get him to look away from the beautiful sight was the feeling of warmth in his hand. He looked down to see a gloved, three fingered hand and followed that arm up just to stare into 2 pink orbs. He was holding Zim's hand.
He felt the butterflies in his stomach and a blush invading his face as he watched Zim's mouth move. He strained to hear what the alien was saying, but failed to do so and merely smiled back when Zim smiled at him.
Suddenly everything went black and he realized something so huge that he felt the shock run through his unconscious body.
He had a crush on Zim.