"Dib"
Dib hung upside down from a white room, his feet planted firmly on the ceiling.
"Yes?" He asked turning, to come face to face with Zim, who reached up and touched his face, which was only a head above his. Dib immediately fell, his feet flat on the ground facing the short Irken before him. He smiled at him. He still only came up to his chest, he still wore those stupid gloves, he still had those big round eyes, he was still Zim, and nothing had changed. He was alright. A sense of relief filled him head to toe. Literally. He could see it. It was blue and syrupy.
"Zim" he said, without moving His mouth "I thought you were dead."
Zim grinned at him, his pak legs extracting sinister and slow behind him, almost as if they had a life of their own.
"I am dead earth boy" he said quietly "but you can save me"
His pak legs twisted into his skin. He was naked. It felt warm, almost pleasant. His heart beat faster as they burrowed deeper. Zim was under his skin. Zim leaned close, standing on his tiptoes, wrapping his arms around dib's neck bringing his face close to his ear.
"Save me" he whispered into dibs skin. "Zim commands you to"
Dib wrapped his arms around Zim only to find his they were wrapped around himself. Zim was gone, his pak legs still in his skin. He opened his mouth to call out to him, but all that came out was a shrill alarm.
Dib jolted awake, the sound of sirens still ringing in his ears. Red lights were flashing on the cockpit. Dib struggled out of the sleeping bag and fell onto the floor. He leapt into the pilot seat of the spittle runner, his heart pounding in his chest. He belted himself in and flicked off autopilot. Outside the windshield was a vast asteroid belt. A huge asteroid banged into the side of the spittle runner, sending it spinning toward another one. Dib quickly steered it back on course.
"Computer! How big is this asteroid belt?"
"Estimated remaining time, 20 minutes at current speed." The computer replied.
Their current speed was 4 warp kliks. They were going much too fast to navigate through the lumps of rock speeding toward them. They had to go down to at least 3 warp kliks.
"How long will it take to safely slow to 3wk?" He asked, steering to avoid another asteroid.
He swept past it, missing it. Just barely.
"15 minutes for maximum safety." Computer replied.
Dib didn't have 15 minutes. By then he could be dead.
"What about 5 minutes? What would be the effect on a human?"
"For a fully grown Irken, there would be possible internal bleeding. Possible concussion."
"What about a human?"
"Error; data not found"
He didn't have much choice, he scraped the side of another asteroid, again sending the spittle runner into a spin.
"I'm going down" he said more to himself than anyone.
He could only hope the effects would be less serious for humans.
His fingers danced across the keyboard, moving it down to 3wk, gently applying the brakes. But then the fingers on his left hand locked. He had never regained full mobility in them, and they slammed harshly on the keyboard, fully applying the brakes. He slammed against the seatbelt, the wind knocked out of him and his vision went black.
He woke moments later, though it felt much longer, to find a huge asteroid flying toward him. Hey quickly manoeuvred up, scaling it in the blink of an eye, and pulled up straight again.
He quickly checked their current speed. 3wk. He sighed in relief.
The next 17 minutes seemed to take forever to pass, but Dib managed to slowly navigate through the asteroid belt and out the other side without hitting another asteroid. Once through, he flicked autopilot back on and slumped back in his seat.
Now that he finally had a moment with his thoughts, the dream came flooding back to him. It left him with a warm feeling, a strange tingling in his spine. He found his fingers tracing that old scar on his shoulder.
VIRAL BREAKOUT LOG; DAY 30
Zim was a clinger. One of those people who fall asleep, and unconsciously wrap their arms around the nearest thing to them. Dib had noticed this on the first night. They had never been tired at the same time, and had taken it in shifts to sleep in the one makeshift bed at the other end of the room. Dib had seen him climb into the bed, between the blankets, and slowly fall asleep. He mumble gently and pulled cushions toward him, wrapping his arms tightly around them in his sleep.
Since he had fixed dibs arm, they had both stayed up longer than usual, throwing their sleep patterns out of sync. It was five days later, and they were still sleeping at approximately the same time.
After the first night, Zim insisted that Dib sleep in a chair, and give the bed to him. Dib refused, saying Zim was smaller, and therefore would feel more comfortable in a small chair. They argued about it stubbornly, and no real decision had been made, when Zim had crawled into bed next to Dib. He'd braced himself against the wall, and shoved Dib away with his legs, trying to kick him out. Dib had cried out, his arm still tender and sore from the recent surgery.
"Stop Zim!" Dib hissed biting back tears of pain. "We can both stay."
Zim had let out a: humph! and settled down facing the wall.
And so they had begun to share the mess of blankets and pillows, Zim always finding something else to latch onto. Untiltonight.
Dib was asleep when Zim crawled under the duvets next to him, settling down to face dibs back. It was warm from his body heat, and soon his eyes began to fall heavy, and closed.
Dib woke up to something gripping his torso, and for a moment he panicked before realising it was only Zim.
"Get off" he mumbled, trying to unlatch the Irken.
Zim stirred in his sleep.
"Mine" he muttered dreamily, snuggling his face into dibs back.
"No." Dib said firmly, pushing him off.
He didn't even wake up. Dib settled back down and drifted back to sleep.
Zim slowly felt the heaviness of sleep leave his body. He was holding something soft and warm. It smelled faintly of soap and sweat, and was comforting to have in his arms. His eyes fluttered open, and he saw he was nestled into dib's back. He yelled and kicked him away. Dib woke with a start.
"What the Fuck Zim?" He complained groggily.
"You despicable human! You had your back in Zim's arms! DO NOT TOUCH ME LIKE THAT!"
"What are you talking about? You were the one clinging onto me! I already had to push you off once already!"
"Lies! Zim would never clutch at your filthy back!"
"Fine whatever, I'm going back to sleep" Dib made to climb back into the bed but Zim stopped him with a shriek.
"You will sleep at Zim's feet!"
"I'm not a dog Zim" he complained.
"You will OBEY ME"
Dib sighed, too tired to argue, and curled up at the bottom of the bed.
Dib woke again in the night, unable to breathe. He wheezed, and clawed at his throat, where Zim's legs were wrapped tightly. He gasped and pounded at them with his good arm, until Zim woke up.
"You trying to strangle me?" Dib gasped.
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