"I'm going to destroy you now!"
"Yeah! You just try!"
"I'm going to liquify your organs!"
"Ha! I'd like to see that!"
The two continued playfully throwing insults at each other while Zim lead Dib towards the elevator.
Once they made it down into Zim's lab, Zim pops the bubble and Dib suddenly lands in a hard chair. Clasps come out of the armrests and bottom, trapping his wrists and ankles.
Dib's expression turned worried. "So, uh…how exactly are you going to do this?"
Zim turned his head with a smirk. "Just hold still".
Suddenly, he was on Dib, grabbing his face and attempting to shoot his tongue down his throat. Dib's eyes went wide and he gagged in protest, causing Zim to fall back.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!" Dib shrieked, his face red with anger and embarrassment.
Zim looked confused. "I told you. I'm liquifying your organs."
"You are NOT putting that thing in my mouth again! You can't just shove your tongue down someone's throat!"
Zim rolled his eyes. "You humans are so weird. Fine" he said as he stood up. "I didn't want to kill you today anyway." The clasps on Dib's wrists and ankles released.
Dib looked confused. "You don't?"
"These past weeks have made me realize, I enjoy having you around…to mess with."
Dib blushed slightly. "Oh…well I kinda missed messing with you too, space-boy."
As Dib walked home that night, he couldn't stop thinking about Zim. He felt gross, but he couldn't stop thinking about Zim's tongue. Was it really capable of liquifying organs? Was that its full length? Part of him wished he had more time to find out what it felt like. From the short second he got, it felt so much different than his own. Not that he wanted to kiss Zim, of course. It was purely for research purposes. So why was his face so hot?
