I'm in your house, doin'......stuff.

almightysmallest: *Zim snuggles up further into Dib, “purring” louder…truth be told, he couldn’t be...

Fri, 15 Apr 2011 00:37:48 -0400

*Zim snuggles up further into Dib, “purring” louder…truth be told, he couldn’t be more content right now, snuggled up to who he hoped would be his future mate and with him gently touching the pressure points on his antennae…*

…I love you too, Dib…

*Dib chuckled softly, watching Zim. He honestly never expected aliens to feel so strongly about their antennae being touched. For some reason, he thought it was a weak point, but in a different way. When the Irken said those words, Dib felt kinda bad—he didn’t know how to say those words properly. Much less feel the emotion he was still trying to firmly grasp the concept of. But he continued to rub those antennae, despite the fact that they were still outside his own home.*

almightysmallest: Zim relaxes as Dib touches his antennae through the wig… …on second thought,...

Fri, 15 Apr 2011 00:08:20 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim relaxes as Dib touches his antennae through the wig…* …on second thought, let’s just head over to my place… *Zim starts…”purring”…again.*

No ‘Victory for Zim’? Well, alright.

*Hm. Maybe Zim would state his ‘victory’ at another time? He was making that purring sound again, and so Dib just continued to touch where his antennae were. It was kinda funny, hearing an alien ‘purr’…*

almightysmallest: Zim smiles into Dib’s shirt. Yesss! …am I still allowed to say “Victory for...

Thu, 14 Apr 2011 23:39:52 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim smiles into Dib’s shirt.* Yesss! …am I still allowed to say “Victory for ZIM!!”? If so, this would be a near-perfect moment…

*Dib smirked slightly, poking Zim’s head where his antennae was hidden beneath the wig.*

If it floats your boat Zim, then just this once, I’ll let you say it~

almightysmallest: *Zim mumbles for a bit…It’s rather obvious that he understands all...

Thu, 14 Apr 2011 23:13:30 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim mumbles for a bit…It’s rather obvious that he understands all too well. He sighs after a bit, then decides to change the subject…*

…Wanna come over to my place, Dib?

*Dib was grateful for the offer. Anything to get his mind off of his family issues. He smiled a bit, and ruffled Zim’s wig, slightly.*

Alright. I need to get out of here, anyway….

almightysmallest: *Zim snuggles closer to Dib. This time when he talks, he looks up in Dib’s...

Thu, 14 Apr 2011 22:57:50 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim snuggles closer to Dib. This time when he talks, he looks up in Dib’s eyes.* But why do you want to impress them when they don’t even trust you? They don’t deserve your intelligence if they’re not willing to appreciate it!

*Zim presses his face back into Dibs shirt.* …I only wished I had realized that earlier with my own situation…

*Zim did have a point. Dib remained steadfast, though. All he really wanted was his father’s approval, at least once. It was just something…well, maybe now Zim would understand the human desire for approval.*

Because I want his approval at least once, Zim. I want…some shred of caring from him, you know?

*He slumped slightly, and glanced down to Zim, with a sad smile…Did that make him foolish, for wanting that?*

almightysmallest: *Zim snuggles into Dib’s stomach at the pat, and as Dib explains the...

Thu, 14 Apr 2011 22:30:40 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim snuggles into Dib’s stomach at the pat, and as Dib explains the security system, he frowns despite the fact that he’s pressed against Dib’s shirt.*

Well, if he trusts you sister, why doesn’t he trust you? …And what were you photographing, anyway?*This comes out somewhat muffled due to Zim still snuggling…*

*Hm. Zim seemed very snuggly, Dib noted. He was still learning the basics of affection, and awkwardly slipped an arm around the Irken.*

He thinks I’m crazy, Zim. Everyone does, as you know. Heh. But one day, ONE DAY, I’ll prove EVERYONE wrong! And they’ll all THANK me!

*He laughed almost maniacally, before calming himself. *

I heard rustling in the bushes nearby—so I got closer, and just took some shots with this special camera I got on the Internet. I can develop them later!

*Though it was probably just a squirrel he was after the whole time…*

almightysmallest: Dib!! *Zim tackleglomps Dib, which actually resembles Zim jumping up and...

Thu, 14 Apr 2011 22:07:07 -0400

almightysmallest:

Dib!! *Zim tackleglomps Dib, which actually resembles Zim jumping up and latching onto Dib’s waist.*

I-I’m sorry I was gone for so long!! My computer rebelled against me and locked me in…

Oh, and I tried to find you earlier, but your house shot lasers at me.*As if to prove Zim’s point, a few blatantly homophobic people—at least judging by the signs they’re carrying—come up to Dib’s front door and are shot at by lasers. The surviving members then run off screaming “How?! WHY?!?!”*

…how did they manage to get further than I did? *Zim scratches his head.*

Zi—

*Dib was cut off, by Zim suddenly latching onto his waist. He gave the Irken a little pat on the head, and silently listened to him. When he mentioned the strange security system, Dib sighed.*

Yeah, my dad installed that a few days ago—I have to sneak around the back to get in. Apparently, only Dad and Gaz can get in the house without activating the lasers. All I know is, he’s working on something “important”. Gaz is supposed to ‘keep an eye’ on me….

*Dib made something of a disgusted face at this. His sister was probably inside, playing that Piggy game still. He could sneak inside, but he’d be confined to his room. Not that he minded, but he had work to do!*

*Dib is currently taking pictures of…something. He’s probably spotted some abnormal...

Thu, 14 Apr 2011 21:46:01 -0400

*Dib is currently taking pictures of…something. He’s probably spotted some abnormal creature.*

@Zim

Sat, 09 Apr 2011 22:20:54 -0400

ZIM!

*Dib heard Zim’s rather high-pitched scream for help, and so he dove into action. With the use of technology, he would of course find Zim…Nnngh. He had a sick, twisted feeling in his stomach. Something obviously was not right!

Right outside Zim’s house. He could see silhouettes, and from what he could tell from a distance, someone was pinning Zim down. Oh, hell no. Dib rushed forward, in an attempt to roughly tackle Zim’s attacker!*

GET. OFF!

almightysmallest: *Zim crashes into the door of Dib’s house before regaining his wits and opening...

Sat, 09 Apr 2011 21:36:22 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim crashes into the door of Dib’s house before regaining his wits and opening it about ten seconds later. When he enters, he looks exhausted and tear stained.*

D-Don’t hate me!! I got dared to do it!!

*Dib heard the crash, and he winced—didn’t Zim know he could open the door now? But when he did, well…..it was hard not to notice how tired, and disheveled Zim looked.

But those words made Dib skeptical. Don’t hate him? He got dared to do something?*

…What did you do, Zim?

….I have a strange feeling about Zim….

Sat, 09 Apr 2011 21:23:54 -0400

….I have a strange feeling about Zim….

Well, I have to get to bed. But.. Sure, Zim. We can go to that prom—and nice wig, by the...

Sat, 09 Apr 2011 00:13:39 -0400

Well, I have to get to bed. But..

Sure, Zim. We can go to that prom—and nice wig, by the way.

*He smirked at the Irken.*

almightysmallest: …DIIIIIB~~~~~~ Ziiiiiim?

Fri, 08 Apr 2011 21:31:28 -0400

almightysmallest:

…DIIIIIB~~~~~~

Ziiiiiim?

almightysmallest: *Zim is caught by the arm and, despite struggling, eventually realizes that the...

Fri, 08 Apr 2011 00:53:57 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim is caught by the arm and, despite struggling, eventually realizes that the person who grabbed him was Dib, and allows himself to be pulled into his arms.*

Dib! We gotta get outta here! The-the people who spotted me—they were wearing little eyes on their jackets! I-I don’t remember what it means but… *Zim looks down, letting the statement hang. He further hides himself behind Dib when a new wave of people start approaching.*

*He would have spoken sooner, but he didn’t want to alarm Zim too much, and by proxy alert these strange people. Dib merely nodded to Zim, and took a peek around the corner…*

Scientists of some sort. But I don’t want to hang around long enough to find out…we have to find a way out, Zim!

*With Zim hidden behind him, it would be easy to assume Dib was talking to himself. After all, he did that often to begin with, and people just wrote him off as being crazy, anyway. In the meantime, he glanced around the area. There was a vent up in the ceiling, but that wouldn’t be too practical. They’d draw more attention to themselves just getting up there. However, there was one more option, one that Dib would rather take his chances on. Without another word, he led Zim along, staying close to the wall and moving as quietly as possible. There was a trash chute just ahead, which would lead them outside. In a dumpster, but outside at least. Once he pried the chute’s door open, he looked to Zim.*

This way, Zim. It’s the only way to get out of here.

*With that, he would attempt pulling the Irken in along with him….*

whuah

Fri, 08 Apr 2011 00:25:13 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim scampers into the room. Loud footsteps are heard outside, and loud voices shouting things like “alien!” and “Burn the witch!” are heard from outside.*

Whew…that was close—AH! Keep that scapel away from me!!

Zim!

*Dib was trying to follow the Irken, but …PEOPLE! He kept running into them, the ones shouting, and even the quiet bystanders. Dib managed to push through the crowd finally, but it wasn’t until after Zim had scampered into that room. Shit…what had he gotten himself into now?*

Zim, get over here!

*He reached for the Irken’s arm, attempting to pull him around the corner, so they wouldn’t be spotted…*

almightysmallest: *Zim starts ‘purring’ and latches onto Dib’s arm. He turns to...

Thu, 07 Apr 2011 21:33:48 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim starts ‘purring’ and latches onto Dib’s arm. He turns to look at the television screen, which is now on commercial break and advertising realistic monster masks. Zim seems deep in thought for a second or two…*

Dib, I need a new disguise…I can’t just sneak around forever!

My old one got kinda wrecked in that downpour I told you about…the one where my stupid emotional regulator chip got fried…

*As Zim latched onto his arm, Dib gently pet the Irken’s head. The commercials were always the same, and so he really didn’t care much to see them himself. He could probably recite them word for word at this point. Seeing the thoughtful look on Zim’s face, Dib tilted his head.*

Well, what do you think you’d want it to look like? Though, it doesn’t take much to fool humans—you know that yourself, from your old disguise.

almightysmallest: *Zim sneaks up behind Dib, then jumps over the back of the couch and lands on his...

Thu, 07 Apr 2011 21:05:08 -0400

almightysmallest:

*Zim sneaks up behind Dib, then jumps over the back of the couch and lands on his back on the seat.*

So I assume that when you said no more breaking into peoples houses, it didn’t include visiting you? *Zim looks up at Dib expectantly, rather like a puppy.*

*Dib was oblivious at first, until he felt an added weight on his back, which startled him!*

Oof—Zim!

*A rare chuckle escaped him, as he turned to face the Irken. When Zim looked like that, like a little puppy, even Dib had to admit it was cute.*

‘Course not. I could use some company anyway~

….Heh… Dib smiled slightly.

Thu, 07 Apr 2011 20:58:08 -0400

….Heh…

*Dib smiled slightly.*

Photo

Thu, 07 Apr 2011 20:54:20 -0400

*Dib is currently parked in front of the TV, watching Mysterious Mysteries. He is also on his second...

Thu, 07 Apr 2011 20:49:15 -0400

*Dib is currently parked in front of the TV, watching Mysterious Mysteries. He is also on his second can of Poop Soda. In the back of his mind, he wonders what Zim is up to—hopefully not breaking into someone’s house again!*

I'm in your house, doin'......stuff.

almightysmallest: *Zim snuggles up further into Dib, “purring” louder…truth be told, he couldn’t be...

almightysmallest: *Zim relaxes as Dib touches his antennae through the wig…* …on second thought,...

almightysmallest: *Zim smiles into Dib’s shirt.* Yesss! …am I still allowed to say “Victory for...

almightysmallest: *Zim mumbles for a bit…It’s rather obvious that he understands all...

almightysmallest: *Zim snuggles closer to Dib. This time when he talks, he looks up in Dib’s...

almightysmallest: *Zim snuggles into Dib’s stomach at the pat, and as Dib explains the...

almightysmallest: Dib!! *Zim tackleglomps Dib, which actually resembles Zim jumping up and...

*Dib is currently taking pictures of…something. He’s probably spotted some abnormal...

@Zim

almightysmallest: *Zim crashes into the door of Dib’s house before regaining his wits and opening...

….I have a strange feeling about Zim….

Well, I have to get to bed. But.. Sure, Zim. We can go to that prom—and nice wig, by the...

almightysmallest: …DIIIIIB~~~~~~ Ziiiiiim?

almightysmallest: *Zim is caught by the arm and, despite struggling, eventually realizes that the...

whuah

almightysmallest: *Zim starts ‘purring’ and latches onto Dib’s arm. He turns to...

almightysmallest: *Zim sneaks up behind Dib, then jumps over the back of the couch and lands on his...

….Heh… *Dib smiled slightly.*

Photo

*Dib is currently parked in front of the TV, watching Mysterious Mysteries. He is also on his second...

almightysmallest: Zim relaxes as Dib touches his antennae through the wig… …on second thought,...

almightysmallest: Zim smiles into Dib’s shirt. Yesss! …am I still allowed to say “Victory for...

….Heh… Dib smiled slightly.