HO? Was this a typo, Invader Johnny. Oh gosh why am I laughing right now? Yeah Zim is a narcissist I mean you can seriously do a drinking game surrounding Invader Zim. Each time he calls himself Almighty or calls himself great you take a shot. Of course you'd be hammered surrounding Gir. My mother and I were talking about drinking games and this is why I brought this up.
Me2U2 - I sometimes like what comes out of Purples mouth. He amuses me. I went dark with Dib because he feels betrayed.
No lie he was oddly fascinated over the tiny female. She was so exotic and deadly. He was certain this was the reason that Zim fell for her. How could you not? Why the weak would run from her, they would worship her. Old footage of her was great for someone so young, but after the invasion she really never held herself back as brutality came forth. He forgave her for killing his own kind simply because they were too weak to defend themselves and weren't true Invaders to begin with. She was strong, beautiful, intelligent and deadly. Her own brother wasn't as deadly, but he certainly was intelligent and something to watch for since he did keep a watchful eye on, Zim all those years to the point his own people looked upon him as a hero. His only known weakness seemed to be his sister. Gaz, didn't let her weakness be shown, but she did sacrifice herself for her own brother's sake. Red couldn't see that as a weakness though. That was brave. Pity he didn't offer it himself first hand instead of Zim.
For, Dib it had to be something else, and when Tak's memories were shown. Red didn't mind, Zim's plan. He didn't mind the second part of the plan since he had a feeling Tak would seek Dib out, and when she did, he would use her for the promise of coming back. He would allow her to come back, but simply destroy her the moment she stepped in front of him as he laughed in her face. Betray your human.
When Zim left on that overnight mission, Red couldn't help himself. He couldn't wait as he found a way to escape anyone's notice in drugging her. Made sure to show that no one else entered her chambers by tampering with the feed itself. He was anxious and nervous once he saw her, but the moment he started looking at her, touching her. He had to go through with it. She felt wonderful and tasted wonderful. Red hated Zim for having someone so perfect as he shielded himself down there to remove trace evidence of himself. She was far too perfect. He knew in time Zim will die by his own hands, and she will be his.
Seeing the tiny perfect female walk towards the window to look out, he knew she was looking out at the sun. He had to come forward to talk to her. Try to touch her again. She had such soft hair.
"The best torture to have happen is to set someone on fire." She spoke without turning to face him. Her voice sounded oddly hypnotic. "They yell out in pain, then you put them out as quickly as you started it. The moans and screaming have faded as you look at them before getting back up to set them on fire again. They scream. You put them out. This happens over and over till they meet their demise."
"Why are you telling me this?" Red wondered.
"Because I done this several times to your soldiers before I came on board here. I miss it." Gaz replied making sure to hastily retreat away from him. "It is also fun to skin you guys alive. You guys skin better than a human does." She added ominously.
Red turned his head around to watch her walking away. "What a woman." He murmured in awe.
Gaz was sitting down watching Zim work. She had to admit that she enjoyed it when he would stop for a mere second just to spare her with a glance. Only once when he stepped close enough to retrieve something next to her, she grabbed him by the collar to bring his lips against hers. He never objected.
"This will fit conveniently in your necklace. I know he'll want to speak to you soon again. Just need to test it out more." Zim told her, before taking a pair of pinchers in his hand.
"I'm bait to a sick creepo. Yay." She cheered with the enthusiasm of a dried up corpse.
Kissing her on the neck, he nuzzled her. "I'm in love with you and you are all mines. Yay!" His cheer had more excitement to it.
"I'm still my own person, Zim."
"But you are my own wife so therefore all mines." He argued almost gently, but it did sound crazy to her.
"I don't need you. I can satisfy my own needs." She countered back.
"How? How will you be able to do that?"
"Oh you are naive, Zim." She began by saying by placing her hand down near that area to mock play with herself. Zim's reaction was astounded, but mostly turned on.
"Eh? Although I'm not complaining about the visual I'm getting." Lifting her dress up so he could at least see her legs, he continued working on his project. "I had to have a visual as I worked."
She hated that he would act so cute. She wanted to hate him. "Zim, please touch me. I want your touch. I want your scent on me." Unzipping her dress, she let it fall down.
Quickly making sure the door was locked, he placed himself between her. "And you deny that you love me."
"Shut up, Zim." Gaz growled before kissing him again.
Tak woke up to hear typing near her. Turning her head over, she spotted Dib on her very own computer, shirtless. She wasn't complaining at what she was looking at, she only had one complaint.
"Why did you let me live?" She asked groggily.
"Difference between myself and your stupid Empire, mainly, Red, is that I care." Dib replied. Finishing up with sending fake details of what he was doing to Red, he got up to walk over to her. "If you have a problem with that and do that again, you will see that I will fix you up again, and again." Lifting her head up gently, he smiled at least before placing her head gently down on the pillow he laid under her head. "You Irkens are lucky that you do heal up quick."
"What were you doing on my computer?"
"Sending porn videos of us to, Red for his enjoyment." Dib said seriously.
Tak's eyes widened. "You recorded us?"
Chuckling, he shook his head. "As if I would. What we do is private between us."
"Then what were you doing?"
"Setting a trap for him. A trap to catch Red. Zim and Gaz are working up there to catch him as well." Dib glanced down at her naked form.
Tak didn't know what to say, but she watched how he took her all in. How she wanted that one moment back when he carried her off in his room again. "I'm typing in my language though."
"Oh, I know. Zim sent me something to help me out." He continued staring down at her feeling like a pervert as he did it. "I almost covered you up."
"I'm glad you didn't." Dib's eyes shot up to her face in question. "You are the only one I want to look at me naked."
"But you are tied up in this way. I mean I love your body, but I feel wrong at the same time with you like this."
"What happened to your shirt?"
Bending down, he lifted the ruined shirt covered in her blood. "Had to use something." Glancing back at her computer, he noticed some new writing flashing across the screen making him go immediately over there. He had to wait for the text to be translated, but he did smile. "He says, 'Excellent work, Tak look forward to more when you get it."
"His usual text back." She told him.
"I know. I translated a lot more of it." Heading back to her, he bent down to kiss her.
She wished she could touch his hair while he did that. She hoped he saw the text of her hesitating in deceiving him. She hoped. Feeling his tongue search for hers, she returned his kiss. Tak swore she heard something more from him before she felt his legs between her own. Opening her eyes, his eyes were peering into her own. She silently begged him. She'll always want him.
Dib almost stopped himself from doing this, but she made him feel so primal as he lowered himself inside of her. He will always love those sounds of hers. She wasn't truly delicate in her sounds, but it did feed a need inside of him as he moved inside.
Purple smile when he encountered Gaz in the hallway. "Hi, it has been awhile. How are you?" He asked almost jubilantly.
Gaz almost smiled at him. Almost. "Other then Zim. Everything else has been sucky. You?"
Smile fading, Purple stepped forward to whisper. "I was there when Zim accused Red of doing that thing with you." Seeing her face turn into utter hatred, he almost stepped back. "I'm working on it. Red is a careful one. He knows how to avoid things. I don't doubt that something happened to you."
"Look, I was forced into a marriage in order to save my planet. Mostly I did it because I was saving my brother. I wasn't happy with it at first, but as a husband, Zim isn't bad. I mean, I don't have a point of reference, but still he isn't. The thing is, even though I never wanted to be attached to anyone, I am." She said truthfully.
A small smile formed on his face again. "You are honest. That I could tell. Very scary too. That I will admit to." Whispering, he asked, "Do you love, Zim?"
I hate this damn question, Gaz thought. "Love is just a construct. Honestly I must not have the greatest point of reference to it to truly know it. I may know how my brother feels for me, but what is it?"
"Never been in love myself, Gaz, but from what I can from him, he is. Yes he is possessive. Obsessive. I'm sure you know this, but I'm certain he treated you the way you deserved to be treated when you realized what happened. Also, the way he speaks about you shows his feelings. Zim loves you."
Sex is great with him. Kissing him is fantastic. Talking to him is much better than before. Love? She didn't know so she shrugged and said. "Thank you for your kind words, Purple."
"Sure. I hope to speak to you soon, Gaz."
Gaz guessed that Purple wasn't such a dork after all. That made her face somewhat cringe for some stupid reason.