Chapter Seven- The Big Event
Zim slept lightly, the pain in his arms constantly keeping him in a state of partial consciousness. He stayed awake for as long as he could, waiting for Dib to come to. But sleep had won out, and Zim drifted in and out of slumber, keeping a weary eye on Dib every now and than.
Dib had been unconscious for hours now. The physical and emotional stress, mixed with much needed sleep, kept him under. He was still unclothed, the mess from the rape all over him, only dried. He looked terrible, like he'd been hit by a bus.
Zim continued sleeping but woke suddenly when he heard a moan coming from the operating table. The sound itself was a relief to hear. He sighed out slowly and looked over towards Dib.
"Dib human… are you alright," Zim asked.
Dib opened his eyes, and instantly shut them due to the blinding light directly above him. He had a terrible head ache, but that pain was nothing compared to how the rest of his body was feeling. His posterior, of course, ached the most while his wrists and ankles were chaffed and covered in dry blood. He hadn't realized how much he'd been struggling during the whole ordeal.
"I… I…," he said uneasily, suddenly remembering what happened to him.
He began shivering all over, biting his bottom lip out of sorrow and humiliation. He tried not to let his eyes water, but he couldn't help himself. Tears spilled out of his eyes and he whimpered softly. Never had he felt so hideous and dirty.
Zim looked on sympathetically. But he also couldn't help but feel incredibly guilty. If he hadn't sent Gir to spy on Tak, this never would have happened. It should have been him taking the full blow. But instead, Dib suffered the consequences.
"It'll be alright," Zim said softly.
Dib just cried more. "She raped me… I told her to stop, but she didn't," he whimpered. All he could think about was the maniacal, merciless look in her eyes and how his body moved back and forth with each thrust of the gun.
Zim just stared down at the floor. He almost felt like crying as well, but he held the lump in his throat. He had to be strong for the both of them.
"Dib… I'm sorry," Zim said sincerely.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
Tak screamed bloody murder, awaking from her sleep. She quickly rolled over onto her back, breathing heavily as her insides twisted around irately.
"Mimi! It's time," Tak screamed, trying to sit up.
Mimi instantly turned on in the corner and jumped to her mistress's side, scanning Tak's body with her eyes.
"Ma'am, my scannings show you are about to pass your eggs," she said, "I will begin preparations."
Tak nodded, clenching her teeth in pain. Mimi quickly stacked the pillows up on the bed so Tak could sit up without exerting energy.
Tak lay back on the pillows, bending her knees and opening her legs to prepare for the passing. She tried to stifle her moans and groans but it was exceedingly difficult. She had never been in such pain before.
Mimi began leaving the room to fetch the eggs' life support system.
"Mimi! Wait! Call Purple! Tell him I've gone into labor," Tak called out.
Mimi quickly saluted and hurried to carry out the commands.
Tak sat in the room alone, huffing and puffing heavily, trying to breathe as best she could. With Irken pregnancies, there was no break from the labor pains. They just continued and continued until every last egg was passed.
Tak looked around the room, sweating from the intensity. It felt frightening to be alone. She knew Mimi would be right back, but the thought of being on her own when the eggs were ready terrified her. She couldn't imagine doing it alone. Her pulse picked up and she shivered worriedly. The once proud, dauntless Tak finally knew what it was like to feel untainted fear. It ate at her like a parasite.
"Oh god! Please hurry, Mimi," she begged into the emptiness.
Suddenly, a computer screen dropped from the ceiling and flickered on to show Purple, while Mimi entered the room with the life support system.
"Oh thank God," Tak hollered shamelessly in relief.
"Tak! Are you alright," Purple asked from the screen.
"Do I look alright," she said through clenched teeth.
"Just breathe. Relax. Everything will be fine," Purple said comfortingly.
The sound of his voice soothed Tak slightly and she felt a bit more at ease knowing he was there to be with her.
"Don't worry, Tak. I'm right here. I won't leave you," he said, desperate to make sure she knew she wasn't alone.
"I know," Tak said, forcing a pained smile.
Suddenly, Tak's whole body began shivering uncontrollably and she tried to steady herself by digging her claws into the mattress below her. The pain was starting to become almost unbearable. She felt the inward throbbing of stirring eggs starting to move lower in her system.
"They're coming," she screamed out, her claws now piercing the mattress and ripping it up mercilessly.
Mimi instantly jumped onto the bed and readied herself for the birth. Who knew how many eggs there would be and if they would be passed safely. So Mimi had to be ready for anything. She opened Tak's legs just a little more and looked up Tak's canal to see if there were any sign of the eggs.
Purple was nearly ready to faint from all the anxiety. He longed to be there by Tak's side and see the eggs he helped to create. He didn't care anymore about what others may have thought of him. In this moment, he knew he loved her. And he would have given anything to be there.
"Purple! Are you still there," Tak asked loudly, her eyes clenched shut from the ongoing pain. It was hard to tell what was going on around her because her mind was so focused on forcing a dozen grapefruit sized water balloons out of her.
"I'm here, Tak! Now I need you to push! Push," he told her.
"Yes, mistress. Push," Mimi stated robotically, still waiting in between Tak's legs for the eggs.
Tak nodded, the tears flowing down her cheeks. And with ever last bit of strength she had, she contracted all her muscles and pushed.
Her screams were agonizing. They echoed all over the base and even reached the ears of her prisoners, who could not help but flinch at the horrid sounds of suffering.
"I see one," Mimi stated as it neared her opening.
"You hear that, Tak? You're passing your first egg," Purple said to her in a mixture of excitement and unease.
"Purple! Shut up," Tak yelled and followed it with a scream as the first one finally came out.
Mimi cradled it in her metal hands. It was a healthy, purplish color and felt like a water balloon covered in jelly. Mimi quickly placed it in the incubator and returned to Tak to wait for the next one.
The whole event lasted over an hour as one by one, the eggs were delivered. Tak had screamed until she almost lost her voice entirely, while Purple stayed with her the entire time, comforting her devotedly.
"Nine eggs," Mimi counted, pushing a few buttons on the incubator. "All in excellent health. Congratulations, mistress," she said, saluting.
Both Tak and Purple sat silent for a moment, resting. Poor Tak breathed heavily, the perspiration on her body starting to cool and soothe her heated skin. The pillows, for some reason, felt much softer to her now, probably because she had never felt so tired before. She looked over to the screen, seeing Purple who was just as relieved as she was. She smiled.
"That was some adventure," she said with a little laugh.
"Indeed… one I'd rather not go through again, at least for a while," Purple said, putting a hand to his forehead. He had to admit, he felt ready to vomit watching the birth. It definitely wasn't a pretty sight. But he swallowed his usual squeamishness for her.
"You and me both," she agreed, letting her head rest on the stack of pillows holding her up.
"How are you feeling," he asked.
"Tired and a little stretched, but I can handle it. I'm a big tough girl," she said, winking at him wearily.
"I know that from personal experience," Purple said with a loving smile, "But I want you to take it easy for the next few days. Let your S.I.R unit take care of everything. You stay in bed," Purple stated.
"Tough," Tak retorted semi-seriously, "I have way too much to do. I'll take one day off."
"Now Tak, don't force me to make this an official order," Purple warned.
"The sooner I take over this rock, the sooner I can come back," she said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Purple squinted his eyes at her. "Just promise me you will take it easy."
Tak laughed a little. "Fine."
"Good. And please make sure the eggs are safe," he said, watching Tak's robot wheel away the incubator full of his offspring.
"Can do," Tak said, nodding to him.
"I must go, but I will call as soon as I can," he said.
"I'll be waiting," Tak said with a smile.
"I… I love you," Purple said hesitantly and quickly cut the transmission.
Tak's eyes got big in surprise and she wanted to say something, but he was gone. She paused for a moment, her mouth slightly open in disbelief and confusion. Her own feelings suddenly stabbed at her and she began to feel sick. In fact, she was getting so ill, she could feel her squeedilyspooch begin to twist.
She finally realized exactly what she had done just the night before. She was sickened by her own actions.
"Oh good Lord, what have I done," she asked herself out loud, her eyes watering.
Not only had she cheated on Purple, but she raped a human out of pure anger. Not even the thought of her pregnancy being over could make her feel any better.
"Damn these Irken pregnancies, damn that filthy human, and damn this cursed mating year," she said, angry tears running down her cheeks.
Just to let you know, I literally cringe everytime I have to write the word "love" just because I think it is cheesy, overused, and a cliche' to say the least, especially in the Invader Zim fandom. So enjoy this while you can because I ain't doing it again! Or I will try to avoid doing it again. Whatever... I need coffee.