'IB' - Chapter Five
As Dib stood outside of his home, he couldn't help the overwhelming loneliness that washed over him. After the neighbours reaction, he highly doubted anyone would take him seriously. Not like they had taken him seriously before anyway.
On top of the extreme aloneness, the boy was feeling a massive amount of paranoia. His house had proven to be just as dangerous a place to be now, and after seeing how easily and quickly Zim could infiltrate it, he realized he would never feel at peace inside of it. He would always be looking around himself, checking to make sure he was truly alone.
Dib took only small, slow steps towards the house now, his eyes flicking everywhere as he scanned for any threats. He was quite jumpy now though, so when a small leaf flew by him he jumped backwards a step and let out a high pitched scream. He began to breathe rapidly until realizing it was just a leaf before taking a deep breath and staring forward again, his eyes continuing to scan his environm
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They padded along in silence then, making their way deeper and deeper into the savannah. Occasionally Zim and Dib caught glimpses of other animals, but Simba and Nala seemed intent upon where they were going and never slackened their pace.
Zim noticed Simba staring at him, his feline eyes practically burning holes into him. Somewhat irritated, Zim ignored him and focused on the ground beneath his paws, but he could still feel the lion cub's searing gaze, and it was beginning to make him feel uncomfortable.
"What?!" Zim finally snarled, snapping his head up until his violet eyes locked with Simba's amber. Simba never answered him but instead leaned toward Dib. "Hey, why is your friend green?" He whispered, although Zim could hear him perfectly well. Dib shot Zim a smug look. "Yeah, Zim. Why are you green?" He asked with a grin.
"You know perfectly well." Zim almost answered out loud, but he wasn't about to let his ingenious cover be blown so easily. Not with S
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He stood there in front of me, nothing but crazed, lonely, desperation in his eyes. Once vibrant green skin had paled more than I thought possible. Now he just looked plain sickly. Bright ruby eyes had faded and lost all of their wide-eyed wonder and spark. Antennas were drooped so low, they grazed his shoulders when he made the slightest movement.
Zim had no doubt walked all the way here out of his disguise. But no one turned their head at the "crazy foreign kid disguised as an alien". How backwards they had it . And they would never know.
I didn't know for sure why Zim was here. But I did know why he looked so wrong. Like an abandoned puppy that had been kicked out of a moving vehicle. This time he hadn't been able to hit the ground running.
Two weeks ago I had watched his Tallest, his species' leaders, tell him he was a 'defect'. An outcast, a waste of space, an idiot, an annoyance. Not an Irken. As I watched throu
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Now at least she could rest until the next day came. Of course, day or night it made no difference, it was always dark. The smeet could remember it being light, but for only a little while before her world was plunged into darkness. A cold and unloving world. A world where no kind word or condolence was spoken. A world where she would have to fend for herself and live without a single comforting touch just like all the others around her. And there were tens of thousands like her, all down within the depths of their planet where they would remain until they were old enough to see the surface and take their place amongst all the other Irkens.
But that was still many years to come. For now the smeets were lead in groups into large padded rooms where they were expected to sleep. They were told by the d