Ides of March - Chapter 10
For the umpteenth time, Zim found himself sighing as he tried to concentrate on the checkups he wanted to do, on the station's operating system. Concentration was hard to hold on to, however, when he found his eyes drifting over to where Dib lay, on one of the padded, pink benches to sleep off the stress. The boy had cried for nearly an hour straight, only stopping when exhaustion got the better of him and the alien had to help move him to a spot where he could rest.
Shaking his head, Zim tried to go back to running system checks while the human slept. There was nothing else to do for the alien.
He managed a full five minutes more before he
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„Come back here, filthy human! How DARE you take what's ZIM'S!“ Dib laughed triumphantly, holding his loot to his chest while he ran down the corridors of Zim's lab, in hopes of escaping his pursuer.
„It's mine now, Zim! Deal with it!“ He cried, skidding around a corner and running towards the large storage rooms. Maybe he could hide in between the boxes and shelves long enough to make good use of the stolen package in his arms. Zim was close on his heels though, easily matching his speed.
The alien caught up with him just when he ran through the open storage room doors. With a roar, Zim
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Idly, Dib made rhythmic, clunking noises with a spoon and his empty soup can. Zim had been very clear about not wanting to be disturbed while he made... whatever call he needed to make. Something was off with that. Something was going on and the human was missing it.
Not that he was up to date with anything anymore, but, even if the moment had been short, Zim had been in a strange mood and it made him thoughtful. A sigh bubbled from his lips. It felt wrong to spend one of his rare, longer moments of being in a coherent state of mind by waiting in his room. But Dib didn't want to intrude in whatever was on Zim's mind too much, either.
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Dib did try.
Slowly, ever so slowly, the boy worked on getting back on his feet. His alien companion watched the progress with keen eyes, even though Zim left him by himself most of the time. Dib was both glad and unhappy about that.
After all, the alien was the only being that he could talk to and somewhat trust anymore. In his own, weird way, Dib knew Zim cared for him and he was grateful for it. The ability to actually talk to someone, train his voice and not be entirely alone with his thoughts was like balm for his addled mind.
Gir... was another story. While he didn't dislike the little thing, there was no way he could stand the noise
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Where it all started
Rubbing at his tired eyes, Dib took a moment to collect himself. It was late, way into the early morning hours, but this needed to be done before the chemical reaction was over. He pushed his large glasses back up his forehead and leant over the glaringly pink microscope again. What he saw made his heart beat faster in excitement. The light yellow nanomachines beneath the thin glass worked fast, removing the faulty bases from the sample's DNA while leaving the natural structures intact. A small smile formed on his lips after a few minutes, the sample almost completely sanitized and the tiny nanomachines still working won
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"Zim?" he called quietly, not wanting to come too close when the smaller male was still upset.
For a long moment, Dib was only met with silence.
Zim stayed where he was, unmoving, keeping his stare glued to the lazily blinking screen.
Just when the boy came to the conclusion that Zim didn't want to talk to him, after all, and that leaving him alone was a good idea, the alien gave a little huff and turned to face him.
“What is it?”
Zim was still tense, Dib could tell, seemingly willing to listen but still bothered by all of this. It glared from the dissatisfied expression in those smooth, green features, a frown pulling at his
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Just as Zim had dreaded, Dib's fit lasted well over two hours, which the boy spent curled into a tight little ball on the floor, clutching at his head and occasionally giving a few muffled sobs.
And the entire time, the alien sat with him, watching that he kept breathing and that he wouldn't end up having spasms and injuring himself. It rarely happened, but Zim knew it was probably best to be on the safe side.
At least, Dib wouldn't remember any of this. Once he woke, he would be tired, confused and sometimes, understandably, frightened. That, however, could usually be fixed with a good night's sleep and some distraction.
Of his attacks o
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After several minutes of just staring at the computer in complete terror, Dib turned to the platform and headed towards it. He shut off the lights on his way out, the computer’s bright monitor illuminating the room now. His head turned to look back at it, nodding once as if to thank it before stepping onto the plate in front of him. The platform rose again for him to take him back upstairs into the wreckage. Now he had an answer as to what happened and why Zim was behaving like he was. The better question was, would he regret seeing that though; seeing the complete self-destruction of his now former worst enemy and now cur
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Soon all of Zim's tremors just seemed to halt. He pulled himself back up onto all fours, extending his head up with his neck still cocked at an awkward angle so he could see Dib's face. He parted his lips into the grin again, beginning to screech out in a single laughter with that eerie 'e' sound again.
The sight of that haunting grin seemed to paralyze the boy as he slowly let himself down to the floor, wrapping himself in a fetal position as he rocked himself very stiffly as if to comfort himself. Violent shivers also shook him as the cackle rung in his ears as they only intensified the dread he was already feeling.