Dib is Sick - Chapter 36
Nodding his head as though to confirm his own words, Zim continued, feeling just a tad bit worried himself that Dib couldn't remember passing out on him. "Yep. You did. So I lifted you onto the bed...But seeing as you're okay now...Ummm..." He looked off to the side and mumbled quietly. "Mmm...Maybe you should take the medicine? In case something happens again?" he suggested, wanting nothing more than for Dib to get better already.
"Oh..." Dib closed his eyes and pressed himself close to Zim, letting out another tired yawn.
Giving his hair one last stroke and looking over at him, Zim sighed, tempted to cuddle up to him but shaking his head quickly and grabbing the medicine from the side table, holding it in front of Dib and waving it in front of his face a little, gesturing for him to take it. "Mmmmm?" He sounded out, trying to coax the other into taking it now.
Blinking his eyes open to stare at the bottle for a few moments, Dib moved his hand up a bit as though to take it but dropped
Dib is Sick - Chapter 37
Taking the glass of water being offered to him with shaking hands, Dib poured it into his mouth just so he could wash it out before spitting it into the toilet and flushing everything down. Slowly pushing himself up onto shaky legs, he then groaned out lowly, still holding his stomach. "Ugh...That hurt..." He said, throat burning and stomach feeling as though it had been impaled.
Moving himself nearer to him, Zim helped him onto his feet and held him up. "Dib. Mmmf...This was...My fault...I..."He looked down at the floor, ashamed.
Wincing as a sharp pain shot through his body from his abdomen, Dib shook his head slowly. "It's okay...It wasn't your fault...You just wanted me to get better." He said before leaning up heavily against Zim.
Trying to keep his balance for a moment, Zim took the glass from Dib and set it onto the floor before wrapping one arm around his back while using his other to scoop Dib's legs up from the floor to hold him again and take him back to the bedroom. Laying
Dib is Sick - Chapter 39
Finally managing to get his coughing somewhat under control for the time being, Dib gasped for air as his hands were now covered in blood and everything hurt thanks to his fever, which had grown even worse than it'd been before. "Z-Zim...I can't move..." He said once he had settled some.
Grabbing some tissue from the side, Zim's eyes grew wide at seeing all the blood before he very carefully took his hand to gently wipe it away. Doing his best not to hurt him in the process, he then looked down at Dib with even more worry than before. "Dib, I'm taking you to a hospital...Right now." He said, getting up to gather a few of his things before leaving.
Eyes snapping wide open at those words, Dib followed Zim's movements with his eyes, watching him as he grabbed his disguise and hurried over to his closet to grab him a clean pair of pajamas just to return and carefully dress him in them before scooping him and the covers around him up into his arms, causing him to let out a pained scream bef
Dib is Sick - Chapter 41
Nodding dazedly when the nurse asked him for his father's contact information, Dib gave her the number for his father's lab as well as his home number in case he wasn't there. "I-I can't guarantee you'll be able to get a hold of him. He's really busy and doesn't always answer the phone." He said before she left to attempt contacting him.
"Well, don't worry too much about it. We'll do whatever we can to get a hold of him." The nurse smiled before leaving the room to go and call Dib's father.
Frowning a bit, Zim watched her leave the room before turning back to Dib again. "Why do they have to call your dad anyway? Shouldn't they be more concerned about starting your treatment?" He looked down at the bed and slid a hand over one of Dib's hands, entwining his fingers with Dib's and sighing.
His blush slowly dying down, Dib leaned up against Zim a bit. "Well, it's not every day they get a patient my age coming into the emergency room without a parent accompanying them." He sighed. "But I wi
Dib is Sick - Chapter 42
Smiling over at Dib happily when the human licked him on the cheek, Zim blushed a little bit before giving Dib a quick kiss on the cheek and pulling away to smile at him again.
Cheeks becoming a bright pink at the kiss he received from Zim, Dib pulled back a bit, hiding part of his face in the covers shyly.
Running a hand over his hair apologetically, Zim sat up a bit to put his wig back on, still smiling at him as he leaned himself on him carefully again and sighed. " I wish I didn't have to wear this stinking disguise...Oh well." He shrugged.
"Me too...But maybe later tonight, after we go to bed, you can take it off while you sleep. I doubt anybody will come in while we're sleeping."
"Umm...M-Maybe. I guess it will be okay if I'm underneath the covers completely...But I'll probably want to stay awake to make sure you're okay through the night anyways."
"You could...hide underneath the bed covers with me...that way you could watch over me at the same time." Dib smiled hopefully at him
Dib is Sick - Chapter 43
Blushing at the small lick to his cheek, Dib gave Zim's finger one last good suckle before pulling it from his mouth and turning over onto his back so he could look at Zim better, still cradling the other's arm to his chest. Turning over even more onto his other side so he could nuzzle himself into Zim's chest, he then hid his face there so the Irken wouldn't see his blush.
Wrapping his other arm around him to hug Dib closely to him, Zim lightly nuzzled against the top of his head, still smiling at him. "Hmmm...You are so...What's that word?...Oh, yes. Cute." He said before giving Dib another small nuzzle.
Lifting his head to look up at Zim, Dib's face flared up a bright red at the other's words. "Y-You think I'm c-cute?" He said, tilting his head to one side slightly.
Zim looked down at Dib a bit blankly. "Uhm...Yes?" He said, wondering now whether he had used the correct word to describe Dib.
His cheeks becoming a deep pink color, Dib blinked up at the Irken. "S-Since when did you st
Dib is Sick - Chapter 38
Opening his eyes slightly to watch Dib as he slept, Zim couldn't help but smile a bit at having Dib clinging to his uniform top. His mind still racing, he felt unable to drop off as quickly as the other. Before long, however, he finally felt himself drifting off to sleep with the human pressed close to him for warmth.
Letting out a small whine, Dib shifted in his sleep a bit and shivered. "Mmmm...Mom..." He murmured, tightening his hold on Zim's shirt.
Zim frowned in his sleep from all the shifting. "Mm...Mmm?" He peeked his eyes half open at Dib for a short moment before shuffling up nearer to him to get comfortable again.
Tugging at the covers in his sleep, Dib pulled them over his head as though to hide. "Mom...Mommy..." He let out a small whimper.
Opening his eyes fully at hearing that, Zim rubbed the top of his head, blinking sleepily and pushing himself up a little to pull at the covers. "...Dib?" He said, trying to get the other to come out from his hiding place.
His body shiver
Dib is Sick - Chapter 49
Frowning a bit at Zim's words, Dib opened his mouth as though to argue before stopping himself and merely letting out a small sigh. "But...Oh, okay..." He nuzzled his face back into Zim's chest but this time didn't close his eyes as he let his good arm restlessly find its way up Zim's back to locate his antennae to play with a bit.
The small touch making them flick slightly, Zim jolted a bit at the sudden sensation before relaxing again and letting his eyes fall half-lidded. "Hmmmm..." He sounded out in a quiet purr.
Pulling his hand back at the small flick and jolt, Dib then gently reached his hand back up to take one of the thin appendages between two of his fingers. "S-Sorry..." He blushed as he very gently began to stroke it again in an attempt to distract himself from having to return back to sleep.
"Mmhmmm..." Zim closed his eyes and, careful not to hurt Dib's arm, took his hand to nuzzle softly to his cheek before sighing comfortably.
Cupping Zim's cheek in his palm to stroke ge
Dib is Sick - Chapter 46
Jolting when Dib fell off the other end of the hospital bed, Zim stared down at him with fear as well. "Dib...I don't know what's going on here, but whatever happened, I'm sorry!" he moved nearer to Dib, only to make him shuffle away more.
Walking back in with the doctor, the nurse gasped at seeing Dib on the floor before running over to help him and looking up at Zim sternly. "I suggest you leave." She said, not trusting the other to stay alone with Dib any longer.
Still a bit shaken by the situation, Dib's eyes grew even wider at those words. "N-No!" He looked up at the nurse pleadingly. "Please! He fell asleep, had a bad dream, and accidentally knocked me off of the bed!" He said quickly, still not wanting Zim to leave him despite everything that had just happened.
Carefully helping the nurse put Dib back on the bed, the doctor examined him.
Still looking the least bit impressed, the nurse turned to Zim. "Is this true?" She asked, not so sure whether she believed Dib or not.
The Locker Room - Ch 2
Zim tried not to feel anxious as he continued to wash himself.
"Oh, shut up, Zim! You know very well I asked you to keep a shower running for me before you left the gym! How was I supposed to know you were still using it?! Besides, I thought you hated water! So why haven't you gone home yet?!" Dib snapped right back at the other, peeking out from behind the curtain of his shower to have a look around, contemplating ducking behind various shower curtains until he could reach the towels on the other end of the room.
Chancing a quick glance over at the shower Zim was still standing behind, he took a deep breath before darting out to make a quick dash for the shower curtain closest to his own. He then did the same with the next one and then the next one, drawing ever closer to his prize. When he was about two showers away from where he could see the folded up towels however, he felt his foot slipping against the wet tile floor as he made another mad dash for one of the curtains.
Dib is Sick - Chapter 70
A little amused now by Dib's relentless attachment to Zim's leg, the nurse merely smiled back at Zim when he allowed Dib to keep possession of said limb.
Growing still now that he had gotten his way, Dib, meanwhile, happily nuzzled the leg in his sleep.
Shaking his head and looking off to the side, Zim then peeked over at the nurse before quickly looking away again and frowning with a slight blush.
Letting go of the leg long enough to search for the covers down by his feet, Dib shivered a bit in his sleep.
Zim leaned forward a bit to pull the covers up over Dib.
Stretching a bit and then curling up with the covers, Dib happily returned to cuddling Zim's leg affectionately in his sleep.
Zim couldn't help but smile a little at that as he stared down at him, bringing up a hand to gently play around with a lock of his hair.
At the feel of Zim running his clawed fingers gently through his hair, Dib let out a small snore and content sound similar to a purr.
"Heh..." Zim smirked a little, amu
Dib is Sick - Chapter 68
His face seeming to fall a bit at Zim's response to his question, Dib dropped his hand away from the others arm and pulled it back to himself to hug the blankets tightly.
Zim looked up at Dib quickly at his reaction. "Huh, I mean...Probably. I guess they can't keep you here for too much longer." He tried to send Dib a reassuring smile.
Dib looked back up at Zim sadly. "My mom was kept here for 4 months before she died..." He wrote out to the other on his arm again.
Looking back at him a little shocked by his words, Zim looked off to the side sadly for a moment before looking back at him again. "Well...It won't be the same for you, Dib." He said with a confident nod of his head.
Dib hugged the covers even tighter to himself. "I'm not so sure...I've only been here about 24 hours and already I have something jammed down my throat that's breathing for me." He wrote before tightening his grip on the covers slightly.
"Well, yes...But they said you might not have to keep that thing in..."
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Just continuing to blink in some confusion at Zim and Dib, the nurse eventually returned her attention back to her notes.
Giggling through the tube a bit and squirming around in the bed, Dib, meanwhile, had by now closed his eyes with a big smile on his face, happy that he got what he wanted from Zim.
Zim gave him a light poke on the forehead. "Yeah, you better be happy, stink-beast." He smirked before giving his hair a small ruffle.
Reaching up a hand to take hold of Zim's hand, Dib blinked his eyes back open before intertwining their fingers together.
Staring down at him all the while, Zim moved his thumb gently against Dib's hand.
Dib brought up his free hand to write something else on Zim's arm. "Hey, where did Gir go anyways?" He asked, having only just then realized the android wasn't with them.
Zim's eyes grew wide. "Gir?! I don't-...He went home...Didn't he?...." He asked, having completely forgotten about Gir back when all the panic from earlier had unfolded.
"I don't remember
The Locker Room - Ch 1
A/N: This is an ongoing ZADR fanfiction/RP by *Pat-The-Kitsune and myself. Enjoy!
Dib could feel the other's fake eyes following him, watching his every move as he packed up the last of the gym volley balls into there bags, and he couldn't help but wonder why. Why was it that fate was so cruel towards him? Ever since he'd first entered high-school, it seemed every teacher he came into contact with was drawn towards pairing him up with his worst enemy, as he currently was right now. Not that it really mattered when the green menace just sat back and watched.
"You know, you COULD help me with some of this, you jerk." he said, picking up the first bag of volley balls to move them over towards the equipment room.
After an intense gym period in the close to freezing-cold basketball court, their gym teacher had assigned THEM to pack up all the equipment and move it back before heading home. A few weeks shy of the winter break, Dib just wanted to get out of the school's required gym clo
Finding Comfort in the Enemy, Chapter 1 -ZADR-Finding Comfort in the Enemy
The room suddenly felt cold. Zim's body went stiff and he felt a pained, sinking feeling in his chest as he was abruptly cut off from his leaders. He had heard these words before, from a varying range of other Irkens as time had passed and even from The Almighty Tallest themselves on a few occasions. But he never believed a word of it. He thought back to his existence evaluation. The Tallest had pushed his date up a couple of decades. He didn't want to come to the realization that they did that with malicious intent then. His loyalty to his leaders burned strong. The only reason he even lived through his evaluation is because his PAK was too much for the Control Brains to handle. Thinking back, he didn't realize to the full extent what was happening to him or the Brains. Just that the Brains declared him the greatest Invader ever. He hadn't thought then that it was because of his faulty PAK overwhelming them. Zim was unsure of why th
Taken For Granted
Dib rolled his eyes. Of course Zim would be going off again. This time was no different to the last, except instead of rambling on about the cafeteria food giving him blisters, he was directly addressing the cafeteria drone herself. She ignored him of course, barely casting an eye towards the green 'child' directly in front of her, let alone every other student in the cafeteria for that matter.
How could they not see? Even after a two years of the same nonsense. Dib had at least expected something to change. But no. He was still picked on. Still known as the crazy kid with no friends. The paranormal freak.
Putting his hand to his chin, Dib slowly ate his cafeteria food, trying to blot out the noise of Zim's raspy voice, but it was no good. He could still hear it ringing throughout his head. He almost envied how the other students could block Zim out so easily. He just wouldn't shut up.
The pounding sensation emerging on the right side of his temple didn't help either. The more Zim rant
It had been about ten hours.
Ten hours and Zim hadn't moved from his seat in front of the computer console.
Anger had come and gone; at first he wanted to rant and rave, yell at the ceiling, run after Dib and rip him to pieces. But after the first few hours passed, anger turned to boredom and boredom turned to restlessness and restlessness turned to an almost loneliness.
"Zim needs no one!" Zim scoffed, his voice vibrating off the walls. He reclined back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest as his large red eyes roamed the darkness of the wires tangled throughout the ceiling.
Where was the Dib-beast anyway?
Hopefully hidden well.
Though, his previous want to dismember the dirt-child had ebbed to a nagging something. A feeling he was familiar yet unfamiliar with, an almost pulling on his skin, a type of hunger that was beginning to consume his thoughts.
Zim gasped and sat ram-rod straight in his chair, his eyes staring blankly across the room.
ZADR Plans - Part OneThings started normally enough that day. Dib still occasionally glancing at the disguised Irken across the room. Zim exclaiming that he was normal. The human arguing the matter. No one believing him.
However, unknown to those two on Earth, the Tallest were planning something.
"Oh, Red! Come on, that's too cruel!" Purple exclaimed, though his eyes had a wicked glint to match his companion's malicious smile.
"C'mon Pur, you like messing with Zim as much as I do." Red pointed out. The other Tallest shrugged.
"Fine, let's see if he'll buy it..." The crimson-eyed Tallest rolled his eyes.
"It's Zim. Of course he'll buy it."
Back on the filthy mud rock known as Earth...
The usual lunchtime argument, even after so many years. Gaz scowled viciously at her older brother when he blocked her light during one of his rants.
"Sorry Gaz," he said and quickly sat back down, "I just don't understand how no one else sees that he's an alien
Outcast, No-more Pt.1 :ZADRZim was outside, sitting on the stairs, staring at the other teenagers sit at the far off table, laughing and enjoying each other's company. He looked at the ground, and rested his head in his hands. He sighed, feeling like such a loner, he at least wanted someone to talk to. He realized what he was thinking, and shook his head to clear away those thoughts. He didn't need anyone. He was an Invader, at least he still believed so from within, neverless the fact that the Tallest dismissed him from being one.
Dib was hiding around the school corner, spying on him, wondering what his next evil plan was. He stared at the alien, at his green skin. A flashback came to mind, the first day Zim came to Skool, he said it was a skin condition when Dib pointed out that his skin was green. What an excuse! A green skin condition? Dib chuckled. He focused on whatever the
ZADR Plans - Part FourZim smiled wickedly.
"Hello, Dib-human. How are you feeling, hmm?" he asked. The alien ran a gloved hand lightly across the other's cheek. They were going to be mates soon after all, may as well start being... sweet.
The boy only glared at his enemy; wondering what he was planning this time. He tried to turn his head, but winced slightly. Where he had hit his head was a large lump.
The Irken looked at him curiously.
"What's wrong?" Dib looked at Zim in slight shock. There seemed to be some actual concern in his voice. Before the human could react, Zim moved his head to see the injury.
Dib heard him hiss in disapproval and mumble something in Irken. Something extended from the alien's PAK that the boy couldn't see, but he felt it rubbing across where he'd hit his head.
He shifted uncomfortably. An unpleasant smell invaded his senses; making his eyes water. Then it was done. Whatever Zim had used was put back into his PAK.
"There, Dib. You're fine now." he said simply, and snapped. The b
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Watching as Zim left with Purple, Dib suddenly felt rather uncomfortable being left alone with Red only, unsure whether he should leave or stay.
Closing the door behind them, Purple then turned to face Zim once they were alone, circling him a few times before slinking up behind him to place two hands with long, slender fingers on his shoulders. "So...Tell me, Zim...You 'like' this Dib-human that Red has been talking about this entire time?" he questioned the other, almost suspiciously.
Zim blushed at having Purple so close. There had been a reason why he preferred to speak with HIM over Red after all, the same reason Red always wanted him gone. "Yes...I like him." he answered back confidently, eyes fixed on anywhere but Purple.
Snaking his arms even more around Zim, Purple then rested his chin on one of