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How did Dib get in this situation? He would ask Zim but he is embarrassed and fear that he would tease him for life about it. He thought back to when he thinks it started...
"Ha! Dib-stink, I have a grand plan to destroy Earth, and it's my best one!" Like the last 1000 plans he has done. Dib sat at the curb of the school, head in hands, Zim standing in front of him in some pose Zim probably learned from television. "I am going to drill a hole till I get in the middle of this hollow plant and put one of the human stink atomic bombs inside it." Dib nodded and sarcastically remarked "Thanks for telling me your plan." Zim's smirk disappeared as realization hit. But he quickly said "YOU'RE LYING!" per usual and blushed furiously. Wait... Zim doesn't usually blush, even when embarrassed. Dib shrugged it off, along with the comment from Zim. He stepped off the edge of the curb and started walking home, Zim screaming at Dib to stop him now. Was he trying to make Dib stop him? Dib payed no mind. Zim's plan wouldn't work anyways, the Earth isn't hollow.
Zim walked in circles in the living room. He went back to his base after revealing the plan ON ACCIDENT to his ENEMY! The Dib-human will pay for that. GIR shoved a popsicle in his mouth, chewing it furiously while watching a show Zim didn't know. At least no FBI warning this time... He dropped beside GIR on the couch, mumbling under his breath. He thought of how long the two have been fighting for Urth, ever since his arrrival, two years ago. Countless plans had been made by both, with usually one suceeded and the other failed. Then, an idea came in his head- "Whatcha thinking about?" GIR shouted at Zim, chewing half of a popsicle stick, with monster trucks on the television. He looked up at Zim, Zim having a smug look on his face. "Maybe I can try a new plan that will result in the Dib-thing's defeat" "YAY, DOOM!!"
Dib layed in his bed, restless after researching for hours. He couldn't go to sleep, and he was about to go downstairs, till a- ***Knock, knock, thunk*** He turned around quickly, wielding a ray gun in development to see... "ZIM!" he exclaimed. "Yes, it is I!" voice muffled through the window he had hit headfirst climbing up. He struggled to open it. The two sat in silence as he tried opening the window.
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"Can you open this window for Zim?"
"Why should I?!" Dib said loudly, startling Zim, but only for a millisecond. "Because I found out something!" he yelled. Dib gone wide-eyed at this sentence, still. He put the hand with the gun down, putting his other hand to his chin involentarily. "Fine, as long as we only talk" "Zim promises!" Dib dropped the ray gun, opening the window, Zim holding the ledge, and once it was fully opened, he and his PAK scrambled in. Dib pushed Zim so he stayed sitting in the bed, unable to move without hitting something. "Is GIR here?" Dib questioned him, moonlight hitting the side of his face. Zim and Dib stayed still before Zim stuck out his tongue, his face twisting to disgust. "This is something out of one of those disgusting RO-mance movies" Dib blushed furiously, realizing it was like that, his hand near Zim's side, at the corner of his bed. "I-It's not like that! I don't want you to get away, you know!" He had to force the words out for he had almost no words for that remark for a moment. He started to notice the small details of Zim, his legs folded to be underneath his uniform, which was a lot like a dress. The way his human disguise hair was all furled and messy, and his-... oh god, his hormones are kicking in. Zim sat there for a while, processing what was happening, Dib's eyes closed shut. Zim eventually pushed Dib back slightly "Get your lazy arse off from that vulgar position!" he demanded. Dib was now in the middle of his bed, starting to laugh. "What did Zim say that was so funny?" He asked with force, while Dib stopped hiding his laughter. "Why'd you use a British cuss word instead of ass?" Dib's laughter was more subtle laugh, Zim blushing once again. "Well!" Zim shouted to fire back at Dib till he stopped, realizing he had no excuse to it. Dib laughed more, Zim's entire face is a dark green now. He stopped and sat by the edge of the bed, where Zim moved. "So what was this discovery?" Zim looked at the clock on Dib's nightstand before sighing and turning towards Dib. "Well, we have been fighting for a while..." Zim waited for Dib to reply, which Dib was waiting for Zim to continue. When it started feeling awkward, Zim started again. "We have been fighting for about two years, and my plans never work in the first place, so why do you keep stopping me?" Dib's gut sank. Zim's tone was really genuinely upset, likely cause his plans never worked or was stopped. Dib hesitated, then carefully and slowly replied "...It's one of the only things I can do, besides, I need to protect Earth, for one day, you may destroy it!" Dib bluffed, as Zim looked down, and quietly mumbled something that Dib didn't catch at first but realized what he said later. "Why do you keep lying about it?" "Huh? I didn't catch that." Dib said. Zim looked up, eyes slightly clouded but in an angry expression. "Dib-stink! I can tell that your feeble human feeling are in the way, but I won't let mine ruin this mission!!" Zim moved the window up and left quickly after releasing his PAK legs fast, once again. Dib sat and wondered what the point in the conversation was, till he registered the last sentence Zim said. *Dib-stink! I can tell that your feeble human feeling are in the way, but I won't let mine ruin this mission!"* Oh god, did Zim think he has feelings for him?!