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Irken Courtship	By : Melidona Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality Views: 4747 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two: Go glue on a new hand…

Zim landed his ship in front of the school and launched himself into a full run. Someone else dared to touch his Dib-beast and they were going to pay. He shoved the doors out of his way and shish-ca-bobbed the students with his mechanical legs, “Idiotic dirt worms! Out of Zim’s way and await your doom like good little moronic filth! Where is DIB?!” Having pulled his latest victim closer to him, making the hole in his gut wider, he seethed at him.

“Ho-how the hell am I supposed to know?! The faggot’s probably eating – gah!” With that he found himself in half on the ground.

Using his now exposed and bloodied mechanical legs, Zim raced towards the cafeteria. If what Laila said was right then he didn’t have much time before the Dib was nothing more then a pile of bloodied goop! He slammed the cafeteria doors off there hinges and frantically looked for his mate to be, “DIB! Where the hell are- NO!”

Zim froze, there on the other side of the rather large room was his Dib getting the shit beaten out of him. Blood falling everywhere like rain, surrounded by a group of particularly ugly humans, and no one was even bother to look that way!

He was stocked still, ‘Are all humans this repulsive?! Couldn’t that male tell the Dib had been marked as someone else’s mate to be? None shall mark Zim’s territory- NO!’

“We’ll you going to behave now?” The thing that had been beating Dib spoke in its goutiest voice and dared to kiss his Dib.

It was one of those –oh-my-fucking-god-I-cant-believe-that’s-happening-no!-The-horribleness!-I-will-wait-did-my-brain-just-turn-off?- moments.

Zim slammed one of his many metal legs straight into the inferior things chest and preceded to shred him up until there weren’t even atoms left of the creature.

Dib had yet to reopen his eyes in fear of them being damage by the broken glass. When the pain stopped suddenly and the weight disappeared he was confused. Shyly he opened a slightly swollen eye; only to gasp at the sight of his tormenter being shredded by his alien enemy.

Glancing at Zim’s face Dib knew he had to get out of there before Zim realized it wasn’t him who was being ripped to pieces. He tried pathetically to move from his new place on the floor and eventually started crawling away from the blood bath despite his injuries. He managed to crawl out of the cafeteria emergency exit before he passed out. Never hearing what was being shouted.

“Stupid filth! Just ‘cause the drug didn’t work while we were fighting, but hours later after he’s left, doesn’t mean that you can just let some other mother-fucker-Irth-shit try and place a claim on him! Well he’s MINE! All ZIM’S! By every Irken mating rule he’s MINE! The Almighty Zim’s mate! None of the rest of you stupid Irth monkeys will touch MY DIB!”

No one else really cared.

Zim blinked twice at the now empty spot that once held Dib, “…Where is Dib?”

Gaz looked up from her game and glared at Zim, “He crawled over to die outside the door over there.” She pointed at the exit doors pondering if Zim was worthy of her brother if he wasn’t smart enough to follow the blood trail he left behind.

He was out that door in less time it took to blink. Tripping over Dib in the mean while, “Arg!” Shaking his head Zim looked at the limp body he fell over. “No! PIG! Get here now!”

The cleverly disguised space ship appeared before them with the wreckage of the buildings it flew through behind it and opened its huge mouth.

Wasting no time, Zim hurriedly dragged Dib into the shuttle and were flying back to the base with little care for all the damage he was creating in his wake. “Gah! Why are you still bleeding human!? STOP BLEEDING! I can’t save you if you DIE! LAILA!”

“Calm down Zim…just apply some pressure to the wounds and when you get here just toss him in SUBJECTTUBE11 and he’ll be fine in about 48 hour- DON’T CRASH INTO ME!”

“Whoops…”

Luckily Laila hadn’t closed the exit duck and he managed to land somewhat safely. Mind it was upside-down and everything but still…

Zim blinked at the pretty little scowling faces flying around his head, “…then we’ll set the bunnies on fire and the juice will be HOT…” officially out of it.

Gir in all his costumey-goodliness rolled his eyes, “Silly masta! Big headed boy still oozing red love everywhere!” he extended his arms and gathered the damaged human. “Lalala…” he was casually dumping the human into SUBJECTTUBE11 gleefully.

“Masta look! It’s turning red!” he landed in to touch the gel substance only to have his metallic and flesh covered hand to be cut off when the lid slammed suddenly.

“No touchy Gir-baby…now go glue on a new hand,” Laila scolded coldly while thrusting multiple tubes into Dibs unconscious body in order to lengthen his longevity. One introducing the new trans-species serum.

“AH!” Zim jumped up from the floor from the regenerating shock from his pack. “I am ZIM! And…….uh……I think I was doing something…but what could that be?”

“Uh…mates, Tallest coming, Dib bleeding to death, any of this ringing a bell in there genius?”

“Oh…OH! Yes, the Dib-beast! Hurry and- where'd he go…” If his human could disappear this quickly then maybe Zim should invest in a bell for him…

“Already in the test tube and under process. Everything seems to be going smoothly but it’s still rather early. It’ll be at least 48 hours just to be safe.”

“Excellent,” Zim strutted up to SUBJECTTUBE11 and peered in at Dib already able to see the changes already beginning to occur in Dib.

Zim was practically drawling at the sight of a mutating Dib surrounded in gel. He leaded forward so he could better study his mate to be. Taking in all the changes his human and he had gone threw over the last years.

They had both changed considerably. Zim had finally suppressed Dib in height. Now at a glorious 6 ft 7 he towered over Dibs 5 ft 9 and came about eyes to shoulder. Though he still resembled his former self in coloring he had acquired several black markings under his eyes and along his body. His antennae had lengthen considerably and his third finger had disappeared; symbolizing his status as the new Tallest. Glorious. But Dib…

Dib’s beautiful hair had grown down to just below his shoulder blades and his trade mark scythe reached his lower back. He usually held it all in a louse ponytail now-a-days. Though he had never lost the black trench coat or the bored smiley face for clothing’s.

“That’s new…: Zim had just noticed some new, what do they call them…ah yes, tattoos on his pets back. One of a swollen eyeball and some other unrecognizable foolishness. He’d have those removed from his loves back so he could be properly marked later. Though he grinned when he saw the ears morph into slits like his and the numerous ‘ear rings’ floating. It would be interesting to see if the ‘make up’ would stay or not…and those lovely gold eyes…

“Laila, make sure those markings are removed from his back and where ever else they may be. Alert me when the transmutation is complete for I shall be rebooting in my chambers,” turning from the vision before him Zim waltzed out of the lab and into his sleeping chambers.

“Fine Zim.”

“Thank you,” and with that he claimed into the gel filled bed and fell to sleep dreaming about the things only mated Irkens got to do…

AN: All rightly! And questions just e-mail me with them! Sorry it took so long to come out with this but my inspiration died and took a while to regenerate it’s self! Sorry for the shortness! I still love you! Please review! Tasteful criticism welcome but flat out consenting will be laughed at and burned! ^_^

There were a few questions soooooo……………

-----Um, yeah…’jock’ was just an extra. I hadn’t thought of what would cause dib to ‘bleed to death’ so I threw him in there for fun. I may go back and change it to Zim accidently landing on dib… anyways…He’s just a psychotic extra…maybe I’ll use him in a side story or something but yeah… I understand the whole toxin healing potion problem. So maybe I’ll go through and change it to solution thank you for pointing that out.

----Laila’s a fanchar yes…I didn’t want to type Zim’s computer and such a million times so I gave ‘her’ a name. Loads of fun. I’m a total fan of ‘robots’ so to speak…. Um…I had thought it was pretty clear that Laila was talking about a potion of sorts but I’ll go back and re-read and see if I can make it clearer.
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