Dib wasn't quite sure of the details yet, but slowly a plan was coming together in his Mind. It was not that he cared about the little green alien that had consumed almost half his life, he just wanted closure; Answers. He knew that if he didn't find out, he would probably wonder for the rest of his life, what had become of Zim?
Using the IDM (Irken disguise mechanism), he could perhaps infiltrate the massive. It shouldn't be too difficult, he considered himself a genius and he was flying an Irken ship after all. Then maybe find some answers?
There must be records of the deaths in their species, and if Zim's name showed up on it- he gulped, his stomach twisted in a knot. He didn't want to think about it. But if his name didn't show up, maybe he could find out where he was. And then what? Pay him a little visit? They hadn't exactly been friends. He wondered if Zim was still alive somewhere, did he care what had become of Dib?
Stop. Dib shook his head violently to dispel invasive thoughts, and continued to play the game he'd taken with him, laid comfortably back in the pilot's seat. On plotting the coordinates, he'd discovered a small wormhole not far from earth that cut the journey in half. Even with this reduced time, it was still a three month trip to the current location of the massive, travelling at warp speed. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. He was already 5 weeks in, and was running out of ways to occupy himself. As a result of boredom He often found his mind wandering back to the last times he and Zim had been together, confined in that tiny room. He was surprised they hadn't killed one another. A couple of times he'd considered calling Gaz on the handset he'd given her, but she probably didn't want to be disturbed. And so the memories flooded in, one by one.
VIRAL BREAKOUT LOG; DAY 15
Something about this virus was different.
"Zim look at this" Dib said curiously, pointing at the thing under the microscope.
Zim's head appeared on his shoulder, his hands on his back.
"Zim what the hell?" Dib shrugged him off. Apparently he had never heard of personal space.
Zim grinned, seeing that it annoyed him, and put his hands on dibs face.
"Aaargh oh my God Zim!" Dib yelled pushing him away.
"Pitiful HUMAN! You are afraid of the hands of ZIM!" He laughed menacingly
"No it's just- OH MY GOD STOP TOUCHING ME!" Zim had wrapped his arms around dibs waist and was leaning really close to him, grinning madly.
"Zim will do as he pleases Dib worm!"
Dib furiously tried to push Zim off, resulting in an elbow to the face. He screamed, and shoved harder.
"Fuck you!"
Zim had gone limp, lying with his arms around dibs waist, draped across his chair and dibs lap. His body shook with laughter. Dib groaned and kneed him roughly in the stomach. Zim squealed and tipped off his chair, dragging Dib down on top of him.
"God I hate you" Dib said rolling off him and staring at the ceiling.
"I hate you more!" Zim gasped clutching at his middle.
VIRAL BREAKOUT LOG; DAY 20
Dib was sleeping, and Zim was bored. They had come no closer to cracking Kurt's firewalls, or an antidote for the virus. It would still be a while before Zim felt tired, and he resented the human for leaving him to fuss over equations and codes he couldn't begin to concentrate on.
He approached Dib, who was sleeping in a small nest of blankets and cushions, their temporary sleeping quarters, and sat down opposite his drooling face.
He reached out his hand to shake him awake and stopped. He was intrigued by dibs hair. He'd only ever grabbed it roughly through gloved hands, and wondered what it felt like. Was it as course as his wig?
He removed his gloves and held his hand out gingerly. Dib shifted in his sleep, and Zim hesitated. He couldn't let Dib catch him. He held his breath and waited for Dib to settle, then very carefully reached out and brushed his fingers through his hair.
It was soft, so much softer than his wig, and warm. Zim was fascinated, and brought his face closer, his antenna brushed through it, picking up the scent of hats pulled straight off a humans head. The faint smell of sweat and old shampoo mingled with grease and warm sleep smells.
Zim had allowed Dib into his base, but under no circumstances was he going to allow enough water for him to wash himself in case he took it into his head to drown Zim in the acidic liquid. There was a nozzle on the wall that would release water if you bit it, allowing Dib to drink, but he had not showered in a long time, the cleansing chalk Zim had given him doing very little to keep him clean.
Zim found himself running both hands through the human's soft hair, when Dib stirred again. His hand shot up and grabbed Zim's, giving it a squeeze.
"What do you think you're doing?" Dib mumbled half-heartedly.
"Examining" Zim said, really noticing dibs hands for the first time.
There were so many fingers, so Many wrinkles, round nails instead of claws, soft, warm skin. He turned it carefully in his hands.
"Can't you do that when I'm awake?" Dib said, his eyelids drooping.
"No." Zim replied,
Dib didn't even care at this point, Zim's hands were soft, relaxing, and he drifted off, with the image of Zim's curious red eyes burned into his eyelids.
Dib curled his hands into a fist, and got up from the pilots chair. He removed his glasses and rubbed tired eyes. He hated Zim. Hated him for everything, and most of all, hated him for leaving. Hated him for hating him. He ripped his t-shirt off over his head and slid into the sleeping bag on the small bed in the hollowed wall behind the cockpit. He pulled the sleeping bag over his head, and his head down to his knees and muttered a small
"Fuck you Zim"
Before praying for sleep to wrap him in its arms and drown out the memories.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN INVADER ZIM OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS!
Well that was fun…. Idk I think it will get very zadr very soon, but not so much in the memories? We will have to see! Also I think it should be stated, though it's painfully obvious, that I don't know science. I'm hoping I can bullshit my way through this so, yeah I know if a scientist read this they would probably cry. Please, if you've read this and want to read more, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! It really encourages me to do more! J
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