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Ah Zim and Dib Romance Ch. 5

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“Well…” Zim clacked his serpentine tongue against the roof of his mouth. He was never great at explaining this type of thing without embarrassing himself horribly. “As you know already, GIR ate all of my FILTHY!!” he screamed, then composed his self, “Earth monies. So I had no more to, ya know, buy things. Like paste, for one.”

Dib nodded, he was listening really intently. No one ever told him about their day, and this seems like the closest thing he’ll get.

“Sooo, I went looking for a filthy hyooman job. I didn’t find anything that I personally had an expertise in, and there was nothing that I could really find to get a good amount of money.” he stopped for a moment to gather his thoughts and his wits, “But then one of those dirty newspapers collided with my superior, and dare I say, normal sized head.” he smirked when Dib snorted and frowned, the desired effect, “On it was an advertisement for a job, and it offered quite a sum! 250 a week, that’s good, right?”

The boy shrugged, “More then I make.” In fact, Dib didn’t have a job. Being a Paranormal Investigator didn’t really pay well. That’s right; he was an actual licensed Swollen Eyeball member. The new trench was to die for! “Go on…”

“Oh, right…” Zim started sheepishly, but suddenly changed back into his normal confident ‘I’m so better then you, so just get over it and bow.’ attitude. “It was a maid job, for, ahem, women only…” he trailed off at the look Dib gave him. It was clearly saying ‘Uhm, HUH?’ and continued on hurriedly, “Buh- but it was so much money! And with your stupid Earth monies, I could buy so many hyooman weapons and then make them so much stronger! And I did…but during the whole thing I had to wear a stupid maid outfit. Yek, it was so…so frilly!! Once I had enough, I was so out of there!!!” Zim breathed heavily, he had made sure no one had caught wind of that and now he just told what used to be his arch rival. However, it was SUCH a relief to tell someone.

The two robots and human sat there quietly before they busted a gut laughing.

“STOP IT!” when they didn’t, he growled. “STOP!”

Finally Dib bit his lip and shushed the two bots, “Sorry [giggle] Zim…Just that [lol!!] when you said ‘maid outfit’ I couldn’t help but picture you in it!!” the laughter begged to be released, but he bit it back down.

Zim stood back and folded his arms. “Should be sorry…” he muttered. “GIR!”

“YES, MY MASTER!” the small robot snapped to attention, eyes glaring red and breast plate glowing madly. Then he turned back to his cute cyan color and droned “Yeeeeeessssss?”

Dib smiled brightly for the first time in a long while, GIR was just too cute.

“Squeak…” MiniMoose muttered dryly.

“Exactly…“ Dib sighed.

“Mmhmm.” GIR nodded.

All three gave each other a look, and then glanced back to Zim, who scoffed. He was clearly agitated. It was easy to tell, his madly wiggling antennae was a dead give away.

“GIR, go make the pitiful HYOOMAN something edible to eat while I rewrap his pitiful HYOOMAN injuries.”

“Yay! Be rights back Dibbeh!” GIR squealed and ran/skipped to the elevator followed by a floating MiniMoose.

Once the robots had left, Zim looked back to Dib and slipped something around the boy’s ears. Dib yelped when he felt the cold metal, but sighed in relief when he could see clearly. The green alien then turned his back to Dib and grabbed a pair of scissors from the little cabinet from which the clear Irken morphine was coming from. He turned back around and sat the stainless steel blades on Dib’s lap.

“This might hurt a little, but if I don’t replace them then you may get a disgusting HYOOMAN infection.” the Irken murmured.

“Oh, that’s okay. I’ve felt worse…”

Zim gave the thin human a questioning glance, but said nothing. He slowly, and most carefully, pulled the blood soaked wraps from around the thin Human’s torso. Dib cringed and winced with every tug or pull, but never said a word. Zim saw the almost invisible scars and still horribly bleeding ones that littered the human’s upper body and applied some healing antidote. Immediately all of the scars vanished, but the newer ones stayed, still seeping blood and Zim sighed happily, tugging Dib’s head down so he could see his self. When he saw he grinned at the shorter male, who eagerly grinned back. Zim stood up and left Dib for a few minutes to get something. He wouldn’t say.

The alien came back a few moments later with a couple of different colored gauze rolls in his gloved hand. He then sat down on his knees next to the befuddled human.

“Choose any color, Dib-Slave.” Zim beamed “There’s Proper Pink, Planetary Purple, Sunset Orange, Crimson Red, Forest Green, Battle-ready Blue, and Ballistic black. Your choice.”

“Hm…my choice, eh?” he mocked thinking, putting a now scar free bandaged hand to his chin “What’s your favorite color, Alien?”

“Me? Well, of course it has to be the SUPERIOR color, crimson red!!” He laughed manically.

“Then, I want red.” Dib said simply.

“Red it is then!” Zim said.

Dib smirked and watched as Zim gently wrapped the still bleeding cuts around his torso. When that was all said and done, Dib looked pretty spiffy with the dark red bandages wrapped tightly around him.

Then both Zim and Dib cringed when they heard the sound of pans against pans, metallic giggling and squeaks, and the sound of many microwaves going off at simultaneous intervals. It was enough to drive anyone mad, and the two bodies clutched their ears, deciding it would be easier to wait it out.
I say Dib can understand MiniMoose just because he can, okay? There are times when he won’t be able to understand him and Zim will, there will be times Dib can and Zim can’t. It depends on who MiniMoose is talking to. If that’s confusing, to friggin’ bad isn’t it? Hehe, Jk. I love you guys.

Please, wait for the romance. They ARE guys, you know. All the guys I know are shy and hesitant when it comes to telling someone how they feel. Especially if they love someone. So, please, SHH!

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