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The drive back to the hotel was slow; the raining making it hard to drive and even see where they were going. As they pulled into the parking lot of the hotel Dib looked back at Zim. He had pulled on his wet clothes and now smiled weakly at Dib who smiled weakly back. “Can you hand me my clothes?” a few moments later Dib shuddered as he pulled on his still soaking wet clothes. Stepping out of the car Dib winced as sheets of rain pounded against his body as he and Zim ran to their door and after fumbling for the key pushed their way inside and out of the cold rain. Shaking his head to rid it of water Dib had been about to move to the bathroom when he felt Zim wrap his arms around his waist. “Zim?” he felt Zim rest his head between his shoulder blades. Slowly Dib turned so he was facing Zim who looked up at him; a faint smile covering his face which was again blushing. “What?” Zim smiled more. “I’m not a virgin anymore.” Dib smiled. “Well…………not completely.” He watched as Zim smiled again. “So……what now?” Dib grinned and took hold of Zim's hand. “now we shower; and get warm…..together.” in response Zim chuckled and squealed as Dib knelt down before picking him up bridal style and carrying him into the bathroom.
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THE NEXT DAY
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Dib slowly opened his eyes as he woke up. All around him the blankets on the bed were bunched up creating a kind of cocoon around him and…… Dib smiled as he found Zim was exactly where he had dropped last night; against Dib’s chest with his arms wrapped around another pillow; while Dib’s arms were wrapped around Zim's body holding him close. Sighing contently Dib gently pulled Zim a little closer while burying his nose against Zim's shoulder. Inhaling Zim's scent Dib smiled. How could he not be happy after last night? He felt his face heat up slightly as he recalled certain moments of the night; the kisses, the groping, Zim's moans. He’d learned a lot about Zim last night. He’s learned that Zim liked to be held and not loosely but as tightly as Dib was able to. Almost every chance he got Zim would cling and latch himself against Dib’s body as though he were afraid Dib would run away if he wasn't held closely. Smile Dib pulled Zim just a little bit closer. He’d also learned that Zim was sensitive; nearly every touch and grope enticed a moan from Zim and he was always begging for more. And lastly………Dib smirked at the back of Zim's head. He’d learned; rather surprisingly that Zim loved being restrained. Whether it was being pinned against the wall, or having his wrists tied together so he could not escape Zim loved being helpless.
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Dib found himself tugged from his thoughts and memories as next to him Zim stirred gently; slowly waking up. Closing his eyes Dib prepared himself. In the past Keef had acted 1 of 2 ways when they woke up naked and in the same bed. 1; he would wake up slowly and be ok with what had happened the night before. Or 2; he would freak out and run away as fast as he could. Dib watched as Zim slowly stirred more, his legs twisting slightly as they stretched. “Huh?” Dib inhaled slightly as he felt Zim's fingers pull back the blankets slightly exposing Dib’s arms which were still wrapped around Zim's hips and chest. He watched nervously as Zim slowly spun his body around until they were looking at each other. After a few moments Dib spoke. “Good morning?” Zim looked at him for another moment before speaking. “So………last night……..it all happened? It wasn't just a dream?” Dib nodded slowly. “Yeah. ……..are you gunna freak out?” Zim was silent for a while. “I……I don't know……maybe……..no……I don't know. Can I ask you something?” Dib nodded. “Yes. What is it?” he watched as a faint blush spread across Zim's face. “Um……..before I fell asleep……did I……say….” Zim broke off as Dib pulled one of Zim's hands free and wound his fingers in with Zim's. “You said you loved Me.” he watched as Zim's face went even redder and tried to look away. But he reached up and pushed Zim's chin so they were looking at each other again. “But you fell asleep before you heard my answer.”
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He smiled as Zim's eyes widened slightly and his mouth hung open slightly. Seizing this moment Dib leaned in and gently kissed Zim. It was a short kiss just enough to make Zim squeeze his hand gently. Breaking away Dib spoke. “After you fell asleep I said, I love you too.” He smiled at Zim who smiled back at him; a kind of euphoria running through them both. But their moment was broken slightly by Gir who took this moment to jump from the chair he had slept in to the bed where he dug and pushed until he’d wormed his way between Dib and Zim. Sighing Dib slowly looked away from Zim. “What time is it?” looking around for the clock Dib found it to be 9:17AM. Lying back down on the bed he noticed Zim was blushing again. “What?” Zim's voice was nervous when he spoke. “You’re…….your neck………sorry.” Tilting his head down Dib glanced at the base of his neck; a moment later he grinned. The skin around his neck was dotted with dozens of hickies and a few bite marks. Still grinning he pulled Zim as close as he could, so their chests, hips, and legs were crushed together. “You’re very kinky for a virgin.” Zim blushed and buried his face against Dib’s chest. “Don’t say stuff like that.” Dib chuckled. “Well it’s true. Why else would have done it….” as he spoke Dib tilted Zim's head so they were once again looking into each other’s eyes. “Why else would we have done it…….6 times?”
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Zim’s reaction was priceless. Zim's entire face went bright red. A moment later he picked up the pillow pushed his face against the mattress and pulled the pillow over his head hiding him from view. A second later Zim let out an embarrassed groan. Leaning in close to the pillow Dib whispered. “This reminds me of something we did last night.” A second later he yelped and grabbed at the sheets and Zim tried to beat him to death with the pillow. After several minutes Dib pulled Zim against his body again. This time they kissed. He groaned as he felt Zim rap his arms around his neck. Breaking apart Dib felt Zim lean in s their foreheads were resting together. “So………..are we……together?” Dib nodded. “Yeah. Which means were need to go over the rules.” Zim cocked his head sideways. “Rules?” Dib grinned, “Yep.” Using his strength Dib sat up and lifted Zim off the mattress. Zim yelped and wrapped his arms and legs around Dib’s body as he marched them both to the bathroom before closing the door with his foot. Setting Zim down on the counter Dib grinned slightly as Zim squealed, “COL-hmpf!” Dib cut Zim off by kissing him, his tongue roughly invading Zim's mouth. He grinned into the kiss as Zim clawed at his back sending small spikes of pain through his body. Breaking the kiss Dib spoke. “Rule #1, I get to kiss you whenever I want. For any reason.” Zim opened his mouth to speak but Dib kissed him again, crushing their lips together until their lungs burned with the need for oxygen. As they broke apart Dib continued to speak. “Can you agree to that rule?” Zim nodded, his tongue lightly hanging out of his mouth. Dib smiled and moved away from Zim, turning his back on him to turn on the water in the shower.
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Stepping out of the shower Dib grabbed the nearby towel and wrapped it around himself and Zim pulling them in together; before kissing Zim again. In response Zim wrapped his arms around Dib’s hips. The kiss didn’t last long, both of them spent from the morning’s activities. They stayed together a moment or two longer before breaking apart and leaving the bathroom. Once dressed Dib sat down on the bed and watched as Zim began bandaging up his arms and face. Once that was done they left the room with Zim heading towards the car and Dib heading to the hotel office to pay the bill. A short time later he returned and they pulled away from the hotel. “So………..” Dib glanced at Zim who was petting Gir while he spoke. “So how do we do this? I mean…….do we tell people we’re together now? Do we keep it to ourselves?” Dib shrugged as he turned onto the interstate. “That’s up to you. My family already knows I’m gay. And they’re fine with it…….well ok Gaz doesn’t care and I don't know if dad was listening. But they’ll be fine. What about you?” Zim was silent for several moments. “I don't want to flaunt it………but for the first time in a long time I’m really REALLY happy.” Dib smiled. “Good. That’ how you’re supposed to feel.” Zim smiled. “Well I like it.” Dib smiled again.
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The drive went by pretty fast as they chatted or listened to the radio. So fast in fact that it felt like it took them only minutes for them to leave the mountains and return to the bustling city. Turning on his street Dib glanced at the clock and noted that they still has 2 hours before Zim had to be back at the circus. “Wanna hang out at my pla……..” but the words died in his mouth as he spotted a red mustang parked in front of his house. Gnashing his teeth together he spoke. “Zim….stay in the car. This might get ugly.” Zim looked from Dib to the red car. “Why? What’s wrong?” Dib pulled into the driveway and shut off the car. “That’s Keef’s car. Promise me you’ll stay in the car.” Zim nodded. “Ok, I promise.” Dib smiled weakly at Zim for a second before getting out of the car; slamming the door behind him. From his spot in the car Zim watched as Keef got out of his car and slowly approached Dib. Keef had bright red hair, a small lip piercing and stood about as tall as Dib was. However unlike Dib Keef had muscles that Zim could make out through his clothing. He wore jeans and a simple black shirt. As Keef walked Zim could not help but notice a slight sluggishness to his movements.
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Dib glared at Keef as he came to a stop in front of him; even as he stood there he swayed slightly from side to side. “Der you are. Yer sis said ya wasn't home. But I knew if I waited long nouph you’d come back.” Dib rolled his eyes. “Nice Keef; it’s not even noon yet and you’ve been drinking. How many have you had?” Keef shrugged, a movement that made him stagger slightly. “5…….6……….dont know. wher you been? I’ve been lonely.” Dib rolled his eyes. “I’ve been out of town with a friend. As for you being lonely go find a cheerleader to fuck, god knows you didn’t have any trouble doing that before.” This time it was Keef’s turn to glare at him. “I told ya bafor, it was just sex. It didn’t mean nothing! Sides sex wif you wa ten times better.” Dib ignored Keef’s last statement. “go away Keef. I don't want anything to do with you anymore.” Keef shook his head. “na…….you dant mean dat.” As he spoke Keef took several steps forward and out his hand on Dib’s shoulder. Dib let out a roar of anger and shoved Keef, sending the drunk teen to the ground in a dusty heap. A moment later Keef was shouting at him. “DA FUCKS YER PROBLEM DIB!?” this time Dib was shouting. “MY PROBLEM IS YOU’RE DRUNK, STUPID AND HORNY. NOW GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME BEFORE I CALL THE COPS. I TOLD YOU BEFORE; I’M DONE WITH YOU!”
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Turning his back on Keef Dib had been about to motion for Zim to go to the house when he felt Keef tackle him from behind. Dib yelped and squirmed as he and Keef came crashing down onto the ground in a tangled heap of limps and dust. As they landed Dib scream in pain as his head hit the ground with enough force to make stars burst in front of his eyes. But he could feel Keef moving, pinning his arms and hips between himself and the ground. “GET THE FUCK OFF ME!” Dib struggled against Keef’s grip a move that provided to be futile since Keef had always been stronger than him. “GET OFF ME KEEF!” but Keef shook his head. “na till you tak me back.” Again Dib struggled against his grip. “GO FUCK YOURSELF KEEF!” Keef grinned down at him. “dat was yer job rememba? You’d get so werked up an practle beg me to fuk ya.” Dib opened his mouth to speak but was cut off as Keef crushed their lips together. He struggle against the kiss, kicking his legs wildly doing his best to kick Keef in his balls. He felt Keef’s tongue roughly invade his mouth as it had done so many times before; the taste of alcohol and cigarettes making him want to throw up. “GET OFF HIM!” A second later Dib felt Keef’s weight vanish from his body as someone shoved Keef off of him. Rolling onto his side Dib coughed and spat out the horrible taste he’d gotten from Keef’s mouth. He could hear Keef swearing as he slowly go to his feet. “WHO DA FUK ARE YOU?!”
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Zim was standing next to Dib helping him to stand up. Leaning against Zim, Dib spoke in as calm a voice as he could muster. “Go away Keef. Just go away.” but Keef’s face had gone red with anger, a face Dib had seen once or twice before. He watched as Keef staggered to his feet. Before he started shouting. “NO ONE PUSHES ME AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!” a second later Keef was charging at them. Despite being slightly dizzy from the fall Dib acted; pushing Zim as gently as he could to move him out of the way of Keef who lurched past them and tripped, falling into the dirt again. “You’re drunk Keef. Go home, sober up, jump off a cliff I don’t care, but leave me alone.” He felt his legs wobble slightly as another wave of dizziness overtook him; before he even had time to react Zim was next to him helping him to stand up. From his spot in the dirt Keef shouted at them. “YER FUCKIN AREN’T YA?! hes yer new boy toy?!” Dib ignored him. “Zim; help me inside.” as they turned towards the front door Keef continued to shout at them. “YOU SEDUCED ME DIB! I NEVER WANTED TO FUCK A GUY BEFORE YOU CAME ALONG!” Dib spun around and shouted right back at Keef; rage such as he had never felt pumped through his body. “FUCK YOU KEEF!! I DIDN’T MAKE YOU GET DRUNK THAT NIGHT! I DIDN’T MAKE YOU KISS ME! YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME AND WE FUCKED!! AND NOW YOU SAY IT’S MY FAULT?! GO TO HELL!”
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Dib opened his mouth to say more but was cut off as the front door of the house banged open. “WOULD YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP?! I CAN'T HEAR MY GAMES OVER YOU TO YELLING AT EACH OTHER!” Gaz stood in the doorway her arms crossed and a furious look plastered on her face; although the look softened slightly when she saw Zim helping Dib to walk towards the front door. “Get Dib inside, I’ll take care of this drunk ass.” Nodding Zim helped Dib inside the house and up the stairs into the living room before setting Dib down in a chair and going back to the front door. Gaz was still standing in the doorway glaring at Keef who had gotten to his feet and was glaring right back at her; when Zim appeared in the door way he pointed at him and began shouting again. “YA BETTA WATCH YER BACK YOU BANDAGE FREAK! DIB’S MINE! I’LL MAKE YA PAY FOR TAKEIN HIM FROM ME!” a moment later Zim watched as Keef staggered back to his car, got inside and drove away. as the sound of Keef’s engine died in the air Zim spoke. “He was drunk……you sure it was ok for him to drive off?” Gaz shrugged and closed the front door. “He hurt my brother. He’s lucky I don't castrate him, and force feed him his balls.” Moving back to Dib Zim was startled to find a small trickle of blood was coming from Dib’s nose. Next to him Gaz moved forward and put her hand to his throat. “He’s still got a pulse so he’s not dying.” Zim stood awkwardly, unsure of what to do as Gaz pried open one of Dib’s eyes and looked at it closely. “Hmmmmmmmmmm I think he’s j8ust stunned. The adrenaline from the fight probably kept him up and yelling; but now that the fight is over he’s lost consciousness.” Gaz looked up at Zim who shifted nervously from one leg to the other. "He’s ok Zim.”
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Zim let out his breath in relief and watched as Gaz dabbed at Dib’s bloody nose with a tissue. “But he’s going to be unconscious for a little while. Probably for a few hours.” Glancing at the clock Zim again felt nervousness course through his body as he found it was almost 11. “Um…….Gaz…….I” but the words died in his mouth as she fixed him with a stern glare. “You can go in a minute. Right now I’m going to ask you a question and if you even think about lying to me I’ll break every bone in your body; including your spider legs. Got it?” Zim nodded and watched as Gaz straightened up and looked at him. “Are you and my brother having sex?” Zim felt his face go red, as he stood there. “Umm…………” suddenly the room felt very hot and he was very aware of how intensely Gaz was glaring at him. “yes.” He flinched as Gaz took a step towards him; in an instant he was speaking again. “but we’re not just fooling around! I love him…..and he said he loves me too” For a long moment Gaz continued to look at him; after a moment she spoke. “If you hurt him I’ll hurt you. Got it?” again Zim nodded; keenly aware of how serious her threat was. He watched as Gaz looked down at Dib. “A lot of people think I don’t like my brother. They’re wrong. I care about him, I just wish he wasn’t so annoying sometimes. Come on…” Zim watched as Gaz dug around in Dib’s pocket before pulling out Dib’s car keys. “I assume you need to get back to the circus?” Zim nodded. “Come on I’ll give you a ride.”
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But Zim shook his head. “No…..it’s ok, I can walk. And I’m sure you should stay here and look after Dib.” But Gaz glared at him for a moment. “Keef just threatened to kick the shit out of you. I know you don’t him well but those are not threats he gives out lightly. I’m driving you back whether or not you want me to. Besides if you walk back you won’t get there in time for your show.” Zim cocked his head to the side. “How do you know what time my show is?” Gaz shrugged. “Dib has the schedule for them taped to his wall in his room. I’ve looked at it a few times before. Now comer on or we’ll be late.” Zim sighed and gave Dib a small kiss on the forehead before leaving; to follow Gaz out of the house and to Dib’s car. Gaz as it turned out was not nearly as good a driver as Dib was, several times they came to a sudden lurching stop, and a few times she nearly drifted into the next lane. By the time they pulled up to the circus Zim was glad the ride was over; picking up Gir, Zim thanked Gaz for the ride and got out of the car. Rushing to his trailer Zim changed and practically ran to the tent to make his performance. He knew the routine by heart so he did not have to truly have to pay attention to what he was doing. Which was good because he could not keep his mind off what had happened in the last 48 hours. He’d gone from having a hidden love for Dib; to not only having sex with Dib, but also becoming his boyfriend, and to top it all off now Dib’s ex was threatening him. When had his life become so complicated? As he swung through the air he could not help but scan the crowd.
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He’d performed a dozen times by now and in the back of his mind he could not help but hope that one of these times he would look down and see Dib’s smiling face looking up at him. Alas his desire never happened. As the last show ended he practically ran to his trailer to change so he could run back to Dib's house and be sure he was ok. As he pulled on his pants his phone rang. Grabbing at it Zim flicked it open and spoke without thinking. “Dib? Are you ok?” there was a silence on the other end of the line for a moment before a soft chuckle. “Yeah…….I’m ok. Although I guess I’ve been asleep most of the day.” Zim sighed in relief and run his hand over his head. “I…….I was scared.” Dib chuckled again. “It’s ok. I’m ok; but I’ll be better if you can do me a favor.” Zim nodded without thinking. “Name it.” “Look out your window.” Cocked his head to the side Zim left his room and parted the blinds on his window, a moment later tears welled up in his eyes. In front of his trailer stood Dib, holding a bag of take out. Hanging up the phone Zim pushed open the door of his trailer and flung himself into Zim's arms; pulling them both into a tight hug. A moment later he kissed Dib. He didn’t care that anyone walking by could see his green skin, or see him kissing Dib; all he cared about was showing db how much he cared about him. As they broke the kiss Dib spoke. “Maybe I should get into a fight with my ex more often.” Zim laughed and punched his arm. “Don’t you dare.” Dib only chuckled as Zim ushered him inside.

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1 MONTH LATER
FLASHBACK
DIB’S POV
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Dib shifted slightly uncomfortably from one leg to another. All around him machines whirred and sparked. Several small devices buzzed and chemicals bubbled sluggishly in their test tubes. But he did his best to ignore all those things, instead focusing on his dad who had his back to him as he fiddled about with a large stack of papers on his desk. “um…..dad, you said you wanted to talk to me? …….it sounded kind of urgent?” Dib watched as his dad glanced up from his paper work. “Ah Dib. How are you? How is skool? Please sit down.” As he spoke membrane motioned to a chair in front of his desk. Sitting down Dib shrugged. “Skool is……skool. My classes are fine.” Membrane nodded absentmindedly. “good, good. And you’re still having regular sex with that green boy Zim; from the circus?” Dib felt his face go bright red; when he didn’t respond his dad looked up at him. “oh come now Dib did you really think I didn’t know? you spend almost every moment of free time with you, you hold hands, kiss when you think no one is looking, plus………the laundry machine scans for foreign DNA as it washes things. Did you really think I wouldn’t pick up the……sizable amounts of DNA you and he leave all over your sheets?” Dib's blush went ever brighter if that was possible; he just wanted to sink through the floor and curl up into a ball. If mwbrane was awake of how awkward Dib was feeling he ignored it. “but never mind your sexual habits; those are none of my business although I hope you’re both using protection.” Dib nodded weakly; aside from that night at the hotel they had always used condoms.
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Dib watched as his dad flipped through several sheets of paper before speaking. “as you may or may not be aware recently I’ve shifted by field of interest to genetics and more specifically mutations and anomalies within genetic coding. After gather several samples of Zim's DNA and running hundreds of tests on them I believe I have isolated the exact genes that are responsible for his specific mutations; and I have also come to a conclusion, I can fix those mutations with gene-therapy.” Dib's eyes widened. “What?” membrane shrugged? “I can make him human; instead of the mutant he is now.” Dib felt his eyes widen. “How?” membrane shrugged. “Gene therapy; It would allow me to target the chromosomes that are altered and rewrite them into their proper forms.” Dib felt his heart rate jump several beats. “so……….” His mind refused to work. Zim could be ‘normal’?
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REALITY
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“Dib? Heeelllloooooo……..Dib?” snapping out of his memory Dib found Zim was looking at him from across the table. Smiling sheepishly Dib spoke. “sorry……i……..i got lost in a memory.” Zim smiled and took another bite of his burger. “it’s ok. I was just worried. You’ve been quite all evening…….is everything ok?” those last words came out softly; much quieter than the others.” Dib was silent for a moment; in response Zim reached over and snapped his fingers in front of Dib's face. “Hey….stay with me…..what’s going on? Is everything ok?” Dib sighed and put down his burger. “My dad wanted to speak to me today……….about you.” Zim's eyes widened slightly. “Me?” Dib nodded. “He says………..he says he can…….make you human. He’s been studying your DNA and he thinks he can remove the mutations in it to make you human.” Zim's eyes widened even more. “How did he get my DNA?” Dib felt a faint blush cross his face. “I guess……..we leave a lot of it on my sheets.” A faint flush covered Zim's face too. “But……….can he really……I mean……” Zim's voice trailed off as he spoke. Dib watched as Zim's eyes began to water. “I can be human?” Dib nodded. “I guess…….if you want to be.” Zim looked at him; a slightly confused expression on his face. “Why wouldn’t I want to be?” Dib sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “Cause……..it’s not easy. And sometimes it downright sucks.”
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Zim shufted his body stiffening slightly. “Easy? You think being a green mutant is easy?” Dib shook his head. “I didn’t mean it like that; I just-” but Zim cut him off. “I’ve been called a freak since I was born. People stare at me no matter where I go even if I wear my bandages. So if I can change that and look like everyone else then I’ll do whatever it takes.” Dib felt his frustration flare; a second later h spoke without thinking. “Exactly; you’ll be like everyone else.” Now Zim was glaring at him. “What is that supposed to mean?” Dib shrugged and stood up. His body felt like it was covered in ants. “You think you’ll be allowed to stay here at the circus? Zim you’re an attraction here; if you’re not……..different anymore how long do you think you’ll be allowed to stay?” Zim was silent. Taking a deep breath Dib continued. “You thinking being the way you are is bad? Would we have ever met if you were normal? Would you have ever given me a second look if you were human? Would we even be friends?” Zim's head snapped up to look at him; his face filled with hurt. Instantly Dib knew he’s said the wrong thing. He watched as Zim slowly stood up his arms shaking. “For 18 years I’ve lived with this curse of being a freak. Of not having friends cause I was the creepy green kid. Now you’re telling me there is a chance for me to be normal?” Dib swallowed; his mouth had suddenly become very dry; Zim continued. “You think being human will change me? You think I won’t love you anymore because my skin won’t be green? Did you fall in love with me because I was a freak? Because you knew no one else would love so I would never cheat on you like Keef did?!” Dib bit his lip.
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“I don't…….I just……….” But his words were cut off as Zim reached back and slapped him. Dib's eyes widened as Zim drew back his hand and slapped him again before glaring at him. silence filled the trailer, then “get out.” Dib felt his heart clench. “what?” a moment later he ducked as Zim grabbed his burger and threw it at him. “GET OUT! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOME!” Dib remained where he was; stuck in place. Zim let out a roar of rage and grabbed the front of his jacket. “GET OUT!” a moment later Zim pushed him back towards the door. As he was pushed Zim continued to yell at him. “I’M GETTING THAT THERAPY AND I’M GOING TO BE HUMAN! IT’S WHAT I’VE WANTED SINCE I WAS BORN!” Dib felt his anger flare; why wasn't Zim listening to him. Grabbing Zim's shoulders he pushed him away. “AND THEN WHAT ZIM? ARE YOU GUNNA STILL LOVE ME WHEN EVERYONE ELSE STARTS LOOKING AT YOU? ARE YOU STILL GUNNA LOVE ME WHEN GIRLS AND GUYS START HITTING ON YOU?! YOU’LL DO WHAT KEEF DID; YOU’LL LEAVE ME!” he ducked as Zim moved to slap him again. “GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!” Dib sighed. “fine.”
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Kicking the door open Dib stormed away from Zim's trailer. He could hear Zim yelling at him as he walked away but he didn’t care. He’d made it about 100 feet before he stopped; his heart thundering in his chest. Turning around he pointed at Zim and yelled back. “I LOVE YOU ZIM GREEN SKIN AND ALL! BUT I DON'T KNOW WHO’LL YOU’LL BE COME IF YOU GO THROUGH WITH THIS!” and before Zim could respond Dib turned and left, stomping to his car before slamming the door and gunning the engine; before driving away. he made it as far as the first traffic light before he started crying.