HighKillerHK

By: HighKiller (HK)
Pairing: DaZr
Warning: Yaoi, MPreg
A/N: -breathes life into self- I LIVE! Where oh where did I leave off..... Ohhh dear, a confrontation eugh. Here goes nothing.
Dedications: Leira15 and Reikey! Mostly because you stuck with me (Hopes you two are still here)
Summery:  Zim and Dib talk.

Dib stood in the doorway for a few more moments before slowly making his way closer to the small green alien. Sweat trickled down as the situation slowly became more and more real to him. He stopped and slumped down next to the couch on the floor, not touching Zim.

"Is... it's mine right?" Shock evident in his voice, he removed his glasses and rubbed at his eyes. "Tak... She dropped off a bunch of PAK's thus why I came by."

Zim just huffed and moved to get comfortable. "My PAK must have sent out a signal signaling new Irkens have been concieved. And to answer Dibs first question yes they are part yours if you wish to look at it as such. You shouldn't bother getting attached, they are hybrids and have little to no chance of surviving." There was little chance HE would survive, though his body had grown, his stature was still very thin.

Dib's head jerked to Zim, "What?! Surly there is something to save them then! Hey Computer!" A bored groan was all he got in response, "Translate everything you have on Irken reproduction, There must be someway, Zim do you need anything? I can run home and grab a bunch of snacks if your hungry." Without waiting for an answer he rushed out the door leaving a confused Zim blinking dumbly at the opened door.

"Master must I? Thats SO much work..." Computer droned on, hoping it wouldn't have to do anything.

Zim looked at his swollen middle, "Do as he says, might as well let him learn the hard way then me using energy to explain it." He ignored the AI's complaints and waited for the human to return with the promised snacks. He was hungry, after all one did have to eat more when they were carrying right?

Dib rushed around the house, packing up as many snacks as he could into the box he hid the PAKs in, his father and sister busy with their own devices making it much easier to get in and out without so much as a hello to stop him. He ran full speed back to the small green house.