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The Epic of Dib	By : Fuzzbeast Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2991 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: "I do not own Invader Zim or the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story."

Chapter List
- 1-Ch. 1
- 2-Ch. 2
- 3-Ch. 3
- 4-Ch. 4
- 5-Ch. 5
- 6-Ch. 6
- 7-Ch. 7
- 8-Ch. 8
- 9-Ch. 9
- 10-Ch. 10
- 11-Ch. 11 (Bonus Chapter/Deleted Scenes)
- 4
- 5
- 6
Author Note: This is the beginning of chapter 5 of this story. No real warnings for this chapter, other than gay alien sex. Seriously, though, you can't have been reading this story this long and not expect that by now...
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Chapter 5:
Zim and I prepared for our little trip as best we could. Both Zim's Voot Cruiser and Tak's Spittle Runner (which was now my ship) were only made to house one person and thus too small for our trip. We would be taking a bigger shuvver-class ship that Zim had created to meet up with Lard Nar's much larger ship. We'd be leaving GIR to guard the base while we were gone. His improved A.I. ought to be able to handle any problems, but I doubted anything would happen while we were gone.
Soon Saturday rolled around. I had been debating with myself all week over whether to tell Dad the truth or simply make up a lie. Sadly, I had decided that lying was the better option. Zim and I had already gotten everything ready and we were planning to leave a bit early, in fact, we were planning to leave right after visiting dad. We finally walked on over to my old house, Zim in his disguise of course, and rung the door bell. Dad opened the door. "Hey son! Zim!" he greeted as he nodded towards Zim. He pulled me into a big hug while Zim deftly dodged the hug. Zim was on good terms with both Dad and Gaz but hugging people other than me still freaked him out. "So, how have you guys been doing?" Dad finally asked after he was done squeezing my guts out. "Uh, fine..." I answered carefully. Zim just nodded his agreement. "Well, that's good," he said. "Why don't you come on into the kitchen, I've ordered some Chinese takeout." We followed him into the kitchen where Gaz was already stuffing her face with some chicken low mein. "Oh, Gaz," Dad scolded, "I told you to wait for your brother!" She merely grunted at that but didn't slow down at all. We made some carefully neutral small talk with each other as we ate until Dad finally brought up the whole job thing like I knew he would. "So, Dib," he said, his tone cautious, "did you get a look at my email?" I paused a bit to decide how I was going to answer this. "Yeah, I did. I'll definitely consider those positions, but I can't right now because Zim and I are planning to go on vacation for awhile." He looked a bit surprised. "Really? That's interesting. Where are you guys going?" "Oh, well, we're going on an interstellar vacation. Zim's taking me to see the stars like I've always wanted to. It's going to be great!" I tried to inject as much enthusiasm into my voice as I could manage. I didn't tell him that this "vacation" of ours had the potential to get us both killed. Gaz quirked an eyebrow at me but didn't say anything. "Oh, well, that sounds nice. Have fun on your trip! I'm sure we can discuss your job hunt when you get back..." He thankfully didn't bring up the whole job thing for the rest of the day, and we said our goodbyes in the evening and headed for home. We contacted Lard Nar again after we got home and let him know that we would be coming a bit early since we'd gotten all our preparations done. After a good night's sleep, we went up to the ship and headed out in the morning.
At first, I was very excited by space travel, 'oohing' and 'ahhing' at all the pretty constellations and planets that we saw through the viewport, but eventually, boredom set in. Even though this ship was bigger than the Voot Cruiser, it still wasn't that big. It was really only a one room ship, about the size of a large living room with a tiny bathroom in the corner. Unfortunately our little ship was too small to sustain a warp drive, and even though it was very fast, it would still take 4 days to reach our goal. We had plenty of food for the 4 day trip it would take to reach Lard Nar's ship, and we had a bed to sleep in, but there wasn't much to do. Even though there was a pilot and co-pilot seat, we were letting the ship's autopilot guide us there so Zim and I had long hours of nothing to do. I did spend some time just playing the Gameslave Gaz had given to me for my birthday, but mostly Zim and I just talked.
"So, Zim, do they have music on Irk?" I was mostly just trying to pass the time with my idle questions, but Zim didn't seem to mind them. "Ah, yes, we do," Zim replied. "It's not the same as on Earth though. We don't have people who's only job is to make music. It's just a hobby for us." "Hmmm..." I said, genuinely curious now. "Tell me more about it." "Well," he said, "According to the Irken database, music was invented by a bored navigator named Viri a long long time ago. Viri was bored out of his mind in a mission in deep space, and he started playing around with the buttons on his console. He noticed with amusement that they all made different beeping noises when pressed. Then he started playing around with them more, making a bit of tune out of the sounds. This caused the ship to jerk horribly around in space, so his commander told him to stop that! However, Viri later recorded the sounds and made a program that would allow one to arrange them into any sequence desired. Then he made the first musical tracks out of this. He spread it to the other shipmates and they liked it. Viri eventually put his program up on the Interlink and it soon spread in popularity. Eventually, it came to the attention of Tallest Tullsi and she also liked it a lot and encouraged it's spread. Since then, people have added even more sounds to the program and have made more of their own music. Its still not as widespread or important as music is on Earth and it's really only something we do to idly pass the time, but files are passed around on the Interlink all the time." He finally finished his story. I couldn't help thinking that this was a very odd story about the origin of music. It seemed far too...recent. Did they not have music back in their ancient past, back before they were technologically advanced? "Hey Zim, don't you think that story is a bit too recent to be the origin of music for your entire species?" He just shrugged his shoulders at me. "I don't really know, Dib, that's just what's written in the database." Hmm...I can't help but think this database of theirs might be historically inaccurate. "Well, Zim, can I hear some of it? The music, I mean." "Sure!" he said as he fetched his laptop. He played a song for me, and his antenna twitched in time to the beat. "Hmm...Sounds a lot like techno!" I said. "Not too bad at all!" We listened to different songs for a couple more hours until bed time.
We managed to pass two more days without dying of boredom. I was just surfing through the Irken database again to pass the time. "So, Zim, who is that pretty lady?" I asked, gesturing towards the screen of my laptop. Zim walked over to look. "Oh, that's Tallest Miyuki, she was unfortunately eaten by a blob monster that I may or may not have created when I was a scientist." "Huh?" I asked in confusion. "Oh, didn't I tell you? I used to work on Vort Research Station 9 as a scientist before I became an invader. In fact, that's how I know Rad Na - we used to work together." I looked back at the screen. "Hmm..." I playfully licked my lips. "She's rather sexy..." Zim just stared at me, looking dumbfounded. "Is there an Earth-word for what's wrong with you?" he finally asked. I laughed. "Yeah, it's called 'pervert'!" I laughed some more. "Besides Zim, I'm just kidding. Don't get your antenna in a twist! Although I do think she's pretty, I'm gay and you know it. Besides, you're the only one for me!" "You know, Dib," he said, "on Irk you'd be tall enough to have two or three lovers." It was my turn to look surprised now. "Would you want me to, though?" "Eh," he answered with a shrug, "if I approved of them, sure..." I gave him a funny look. "Really, Zim? But you used to be so jealous all the time!" He looked indignant. "That's different! Those pig-smellies weren't worthy enough to have you! If I found someone worthy that you also wanted, I might allow them the privilege of being our secondary lover." "Oh, okay, Zim..." More than one lover? That was a weird thought, but I wasn't entirely against it... "You know, Dib, Tallest Miyuki herself had a rotating roster of up to 20 lovers at any one time. She was well protected wherever she went!" I started laughing. "What? Dib? What are you laughing about?" Zim said indignantly. "Oh, Zim, on Earth, if a human woman did that, she'd be called a slut!" Zim snorted. "That's stupid! Tallest Miyuki was a great leader; she had so many lovers due to her great success! Besides, if you were a leader, wouldn't you want that many lovers?" I laughed some more. "No, Zim, sorry, I just don't have that kind of stamina, so I think five's my limit!" We both burst out laughing at that.
Our laughter subsided and we both caught our breath. "Now, Dib," Zim said as an evil grin spread across his face. "All this talk about lovers has made me feel the need to reinforce our bond! Are you receptive?" "Gee, Zim," I teased, "That sounds so romantic! How could I refuse?!" He sidled up behind me, pressing his crotch against my backside. I could feel the tip of his penis already peaking out of its sheath. I could feel myself start to harden in response. Zim reached around my front, rubbing his three-fingered hand up and down my hardening erection. He soon pulled the zipper down, sliding his hand under the waist band of my underwear. He gave me a squeeze and I jumped. "Now off with those clothes, Dib," he commanded. I eagerly did as he said. He soon stripped down to nothing but his pak and his glorious green skin. I took a moment to just take in his beautiful body, the lightly muscled chest, the curves of his slender hips, that rather pretty penis... Zim seemed to be watching me look at him. His grin was rather smug. "Alright Dib, now that you've admired me enough, go lie down on the bed." I grinned back at him. "Oh, I could never admire you enough!" Still, I went and laid down. Zim sat down on top of me, straddling my waist. He pressed his lips to mine, and I accepted the kiss, our tongues sliding against each other. He soon pulled away, moving himself backwards until he was between my legs. He dipped his face down to my penis, trailing the tip of his skinny tongue across the tip. He proceeded to engulf my entire length in the tight chasm of his mouth, squirming his tongue up and down the length. He cupped my balls with a free hand, gently massaging them. "Ahhh, Zim..." I moaned out. He continued for a few minutes, until I was feeling very needy. I kept trying to buck up my hips to force a faster pace, but he kept me firmly in place. I was whimpering now. He stopped his sucking, and spoke. "Okay, Dib, I think you're ready for me now. Roll onto your side for me." I did as I was told, curious to see what Zim had planned. He laid down behind me, pressing his dripping erection directly against my tight opening. "Are you ready, Dib? I'm going to enter now." "Yes, go ahead," I answered. He pressed the tip of his penis past my tight entrance, gently worming his way in. I heard him groaning loudly into the back of my neck as he pushed all the way in. He gave me a few moments to adjust before he started moving. He gripped the edge of my hip for leverage as he thrust into me. I stroked myself in time to his thrusts. I could feel the pleasure building after awhile, and indeed Zim's thrusts were growing faster and more desperate. Eventually, I tensed and released my seed with a groan. Zim spurted about 30 seconds later.
We just rested and caught our breath for a minute or two afterwards. "Hey Dib, is it okay if I pull out now?" Zim asked. "Oh, Zim, just leave it in for now. I like the way it feels when you're inside me. Let's just rest for awhile more..." He wrapped his free arm around my waist, pushing himself more firmly into my passage and staying there. It felt so good, so right... I drifted off to a light sleep feeling full and satisfied. We awoke about an hour later, feeling pretty rested and happy. Zim's penis had already shrank and returned to it's sheath. I yawned and got dressed, ready to eat something. There was only a day left; we were almost there!
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Soon enough, Lard Nar's Resisty ship was in view. We sent them a hail, and Lard Nar answered. "Hello, Dib! Good to see you've arrived safely!" I noticed that he didn't address Zim at all. We docked along side them and Lard Nar beamed us aboard. The Resisty ship was significantly larger than our little Shuvver. I gazed in awe at the expansive deck, and hallways leading back into what must be many more rooms. There were many interesting-looking alien species all manning various positions on control panels. Zim was hanging back behind me and staying unusually quiet. No doubt he was feeling the rest of the crews' hateful glares directed at him. I couldn't really blame them, after all, they were fighting the Irken empire and Zim must look just like the enemy to them. Lard Nar stepped off the captain's chair to greet us. "Welcome Dib...Zim." I noted the pause before welcoming Zim. Perhaps he still didn't fully trust Zim? It was understandable considering his people had been enslaved by the Irkens...
"Well, then, shall we get down to business?" Lard Nar said. "Sure, let's do it!" I replied. Zim merely nodded. Lard Nar led us off to a small table and chairs near the back of the deck. We all sat down to start our planning. I could feel the crew not-so-subtly listening in on our conversation. For a second or two, we all just sat staring at each other awkwardly in silence, none of us really sure how to start this conversation. Zim clutched at my hand across the table, clearly he was feeling nervous in this place. Lard Nar's eyes flicked to our entwined hands briefly. I finally spoke up to break the silence. "Well, I've been thinking of possible ways to do this. My first thought is that, clearly, we should attempt some sort of stealth approach rather than a head-on attack." I knew it was a really obvious statement, but I had to say something to break that silence. "Yes, I definitely agree," Lard Nar replied. "The question is, how do we do that?" "Well," Zim spoke up, "it'd be easy enough to sneak up to the prison in an Irken ship." Lard Nar nodded but didn't add anything. I kept thinking about it. We could sneak up in Zim's Irken Shuvver ship, but then what? What would we do? Zim would have an easier time getting into the prison since he was Irken... "Hey!" I yelled, "I've got an idea! Why don't Zim and I sneak into the prison together! Zim made a human disguise using a hologram; I could wear one too that made me look Irken, then that'd let us get in." Zim scratched his chin in thought. "It could work," Zim said, "but there are bioscanners equipped in every prison entrance. It'd see that you weren't Irken." Hmm... That was a problem... "Ah, but Zim, you forget that I'm a master hacker. I hacked into Irken technology when I was just a child! If I could hack the scanners, I could tell them to let us through!" I said excitedly. "Yes! I think it could work!" Zim said. "Oh but there's a problem... What will we do once we get in to see Rad Na?" he continued, "We can't take him out with us because it'd be too obvious." That was a serious problem. How would we get him out without getting caught? Lard Nar seemed to be listening to us with interest, but he wasn't saying much. I continued thinking... Then, something from my childhood came back to me. "Hey Zim!" I yelled excitedly, "Do you remember when we were younger and you made that robot replica of me? It was so good I actually believed your lie about it being a future version of myself! We could build a robot replica of Rad Na and bring it in with us, cloak it so it looks like an Irken too, then switch it out for Rad Na once we get to the cell. Then we can leave easily. No fighting, no mess!" "Oh you're brilliant, Dib!" Zim exclaimed as he pulled me into a quick hug, placing a quick kiss on my cheek. Lard Nar coughed a bit. I looked around to see all the crew staring at us. It was pretty funny.
Lard Nar cleared his throat again before he spoke. "Alright then, I think we have a workable plan. So, let me make sure I have this all correct. Here are our points: First off, we build a hologram device for Dib to make him look like an Irken, then we build another hologram to cloak the robot. Secondly, we build that robot replica of Rad Na. Third, you two sneak into Vortian airspace using an Irken ship, then you go down to the prison, fool the sensors, and switch the robot for Rad Na. Lastly, you leave the robot behind to fool the guards, taking the real Rad Na, wearing the robot's cloaking device, with you back to safety." "Yep, that's pretty much it," I said. "I detect a few problems, though," Lard Nar said, "How will you gain access to the prison? Even if you are Irken, don't you need security clearance to get in? Secondly, do you really think a robot will fool the guards? It'd have to have some pretty advanced A.I. to do that." Zim interjected, "That first part will be no problem. Dib is so tall that if he did look like an Irken, no one would dare question his authority if he demanded to see the prisoner. As for me, I doubt anyone would recognize me since I've grown so much..." "Still, Zim," I cut in, "I think you should at least wear contacts to change your eye color so no one recognizes you, just to be on the safe side." Zim nodded his assent. "And the robot's A.I.?" Lard Nar asked. Zim looked down embarrassed. "I'm sorry, but I'm not too good at programming A.I." Zim said, "Just look at how crappy GIR is." I patted his hand comfortingly. "It's alright, Zim. I'll handle the A.I. programming. I managed to fix GIR a bit, so I'm thinking I can handle this too." Zim smiled at me, then lifted my hand, placing a small kiss on my knuckles. "Aww!" said a weird little cone-shaped alien floating a few feet from my head. I hadn't even noticed him there.
"Excuse me," I said, "but who are you?" "My name's Shloontapooxis! You guys are so cute!" he said happily. Zim looked extremely embarrassed; it was so funny! Lard Nar coughed again. "Oh, right," I said, getting back to business. "So, Zim will make the holograms and build the robot, and I'll program the robot's A.I. and study up on the prison's security system so I can hack it easily." "That sounds good to me," Lard Nar replied. Zim merely nodded, still quite embarrassed by the little cone alien's comment. "Alright, you can use our ship's lab rooms for your work. Just head on back that way," Lard Nar said as he pointed. I got up to walk down that halway, but just as I rounded the corner, I realized that Zim wasn't behind me. I hung back and overheard Lard Nar speaking to him. I decided to stay and eavesdrop a bit.
"Zim, I've been wondering..." Lard Nar started, "why did you choose to love Dib? I've never thought that Irkens were even capable of love, what made you choose this person?" I could hear Zim sigh. "Well, it's difficult to explain. It's a very strange feeling for me," Zim started. "But when Dib is near me, he makes me happy. When he holds me in his arms, I feel safe and secure. I know it doesn't make any sense because I've clearly had more military training than him, so it's not like he's extremely powerful or anything, but I feel so strangely safe and happy. It's like- like when I feel bad or sad or not good enough he makes me feel like I AM good enough and like I'm the tallest person in the world! I'm sorry, I'm just rambling now, and I sound like an idiot because nothing I'm saying makes any sense..." he concluded. "Awww..." the crew said collectively. Wow, that was so touching... "No," Lard Nar answered, "I think that was a good answer. Welcome aboard."
They rounded the hallway corner just then, and I desperately pretended to not be eavesdropping. Lard Nar walked ahead of us and led us to a room quite a ways down. "Here's your living quarters while you are staying with us. It will take quite some time to build a robot that's sophisticated enough to fool the guards, so make yourselves at home while you're here." Zim and I stepped into the room that'd be our home for the next couple months.
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Zim and I worked tirelessly on our new mission, and the robot Zim was building was coming along great. The crew even showed signs of starting to warm up to Zim after awhile. That little cone thing, Shloontapooxis, had certainly warmed up to me, and he often asked loads of questions. He even agreed to let me call him "Pooky" since I thought his real name was a bit too long to say. He was also the only crew member other than Lard Nar who was brave enough to speak to Zim directly. I told Zim to be nice to him and make a good impression, so Zim tried to patiently answer all of the annoyingly cheerful cone's questions.
Things were going quite well, and I busied myself programming for long hours at a time. Occasionally, though, I got tired and took a break to just sit by the viewport on the deck. Today was one of those occasions. I sat down in a chair near the back of the deck so as to not get in anyone's way, but where I could still see the stars. How beautiful they were, and to think that a large portion of those stars were probably being circled by planets, and some of those planets held life. The world was so much bigger than my tiny little Earth...
Lard Nar startled me out of my thoughts by sitting down next to me in the adjacent chair. "I never did manage to ask you, Dib, why you love Zim. He doesn't deserve to be loved, you know. He's done some terrible things in the past." I thought for a moment. Part of what he said was true, Zim had done some pretty nasty things in the past, but I felt like deep down there was a truly a good person inside of him. I finally spoke after some thought, "Do you believe people can change?" The little Vortian just stared at me as though he was trying to see into my soul. I pulled up my shirt and pointed to an old scar on my side. "Zim did this to me when I was still 11 years old. We fought back then because he was trying to take over Earth and I wanted to defend it." "So what happened to change things?" Lard Nar asked. "Eventually, The Tallest aborted his mission and banished him to Earth. He came to respect me because I'd always fought so fiercely. After awhile we didn't fight anymore and we even became friends over time. I realized after awhile that deep down, he really didn't care that much about conquering worlds. He only ever wanted someone to respect him, someone to be proud of his accomplishments. Someone to love him, even though he didn't know what that was called at the time... I also sought the same thing, and eventually, we both came to realize that we could give that to each other. That's really how we came to love each other." Lard Nar regarded me with interest. "Do you really think his feelings for you can be trusted?" I held out my wrists for Lard Nar to see. "Do you see these scars? I tried to take my own life once because I was so terribly sad and alone." His eyes widened. "Zim saved my life, albeit indirectly. He was the only one to show me love when I needed it most and he brought me back from the brink. He's the reason I'm alive today. I don't know if all Irkens can feel love, but I know that at least one can. Besides, he deserves a chance to try - I believe there's a good person inside him. If no one ever tries, how will we ever know if Irkens can love?" Lard Nar seemed to consider my words carefully. He finally nodded and said, "You're a good person Dib. I hope you are right about Zim, for your sake." He got up and quietly walked away.
"Oh, that speech was awesome!" said a voice from the side of my head. "Gah!" I yelled in surprise. It was Pooky, of course. "How long have you been orbiting around my head, Pooky?" "Umm....I dunno!" he answered happily as he floated around to my front. "You know, I think Zim is a big sweety! It's too bad the rest of the Irkens are so mean and horrible!" Pooky was currently bobbing in place a few feet in front of my face as he spoke. "You know what?" I answered, "I don't necessarily think that that they are all horrible. If Zim is a decent person deep down inside, then there must be other Irkens who are decent people too. It's just that they don't really get a chance to express that because their society is the way it is. It's too bad really." Pooky stopped bobbing in place. "Wow...That's deep!" he exclaimed. "Uh, yeah, thanks, Pooky. Well anyway, I need to get back to work. Bye for now," I said as I excused myself. I headed back to my room.
Lard Nar had been nice enough to give Zim and I a fairly large room to live out of. There was a bed on one side of the room, shelves lining the walls, and a desk on the other side, along with a cabinet of sorts. There was a big mirror attached to the cabinet door. Other than the bed, the room had a sort of all-gray sterile, clinical feel to it, almost as though this room used to be a medical area before they converted it into a bedroom. That was probably true, in fact. I sat down at my desk and hunched over the console to do more programming work. Lines and lines of code...it was tedious. I was having trouble focusing though, because every time I bent down, my hair hung in my eyes, partially blocking my view. After a few more minutes, I got sick of it and finally stood up. I walked over to the mirror to check out my reflection. Yep, my hair had grown out a bit over the past two months. If I were at home on Earth I'd just go get it cut, but unfortunately, that wasn't really an option now. I wasn't even sure if there were any scissors on this ship. I'm sure someone had a lazer cutter, but there was no way I was going to try to cut my own hair with a lazer! Still, those bangs were awfully irritating... I shifted in my boots as I twisted this way and that to see my reflection. I felt something rub against my shin. Oh! The knife! I had forgotten all about that knife Zim had gotten me for my birthday! It was still in my boot. I reached down and undid the sheath, pulling it free. I wondered if it was sharp enough. I carefully tried it out on a small strand of hair and it was so razor sharp it cut it with ease. Yes! This would work. I then commenced awkwardly cutting my own hair with a knife in a mirror. I tried my best to get the bangs and everywhere else that was too long and bugging me. Once I finished my task I looked at the terrible hack job I'd done. Oh well, it'd have to do. At least I could take comfort in the fact that everyone on board this ship was an alien that likely wouldn't know or care about the difference between a decent haircut and the hideous ragged mess my head was looking like now.
Satisfied, I returned to the desk to get some work done. After a few hours, I heard a knock at the door. "Come in," I called. Zim burst in excitedly through the door. If he noticed my messed up hair, he didn't show it. "Dib! Dib! I've finished the new hologram device for you! Let's test it!" I walked over and took the device from him. Just like his, it resembled a small wrist watch. I put it on. "Okay!" Zim said, "now push that button there, and the hologram should turn on." "Okay, Zim, here I go," I said as I pushed the red button. The air around me seemed to shimmer for a moment, but nothing felt any different. I walked over to the mirror to get a look at myself, and there was a rather slender Irken with golden brown eyes staring back at me, complete with Irken Commander's uniform. "Wow! Zim! I really do look like an Irken!" I exclaimed. "Yeah....I sure made you pretty..." Zim said, sounding very distracted. "Huh? Zim, you okay?" I asked. I turned to look at him, and he was just staring at me, his mouth hanging open. I glanced down and noticed Zim seemed to be getting rather excited in the pants. "Hey, Zim," I said with a smirk, "you seem to be losing your composure down there." He sucked in a breath. "Hey Dib, you look so beautiful, if you were my commanding officer back on Irk I'd beg you to mount me." I smiled naughtily. "Hey, Zim, you wanna do a bit of roleplaying, hmm?" He nodded fervently.
This was going to be fun! I spoke in Irken, effecting an authoritative tone befitting a commander. "Excuse me, soldier, I notice that your staring staring at me. Do you have a problem?" Zim suddenly got right into the roleplay, standing at attention. "No sir!" he said as he saluted. I walked forward, and he continued to stand rigidly. "Oh really," I said as I reached out and cupped his crotch, "then what's this?" Zim squeaked when I grabbed him. "What was that?" I asked as I continued to gently stroke him through the fabric. Zim was moaning softly as he struggled to continue standing at attention. "Ah, sir..." he finally said. "My apologies, but I just can't keep my arousal contained. You're so very attractive..." "Hmm..." I said as I continued stroking slow circles over his crotch, "you certainly do seem very aroused..." Zim just whimpered, he was clearly trying very hard not to rock his hips into my hand. This whole thing was severely turning me on too, but I decided to keep up my facade. "I bet you'd like it if I honored you by mounting you. Hmm?" Zim nodded vigorously. "Yes, sir," he said, almost a whisper. "I don't really know if you've earned the privilege of feeling me inside you." Zim whined a bit. "Please, sir, please..." he begged. "Well, I suppose I'm feeling generous today. I'll grant you your request, soldier." Zim looked so relieved it was almost funny. "Now assume the position!" I commanded. Zim got down on all fours, as is traditional on Irk. I kneeled behind him, pulling down my pants. I reached over and pulled Zim's pants down too. Zim's member was dripping a significant amount of lubricant. It was even starting to make a small pool on the floor. I reached around and stroked his penis a few time to gather up some of the lubricant. He quivered in response. I might look like an Irken, but I still didn't have their naturally prolific lubrication. I coated my own length, then pressed into him in one slow, steady motion. On Irk, a superior like this would likely just shove right in with no regard for the person they were fucking, but I just couldn't bring myself to hurt Zim like that. I could feel him trembling and clenching around me. "Ooh, soldier, you're so tight!" Zim merely moaned softly in response. I gripped his hips and started moving slowly in and out, savoring the desperate, needy little moans Zim was making. I rather felt like teasing him for a bit, so I deliberately avoided touching his penis. I could tell it was driving poor Zim crazy, but like a good Irken soldier submitting to a superior officer, he said nothing about it. I continued thrusting into him, speeding up my pace, and Zim's desperate whimpers grew louder. I could feel his muscles squeezing tight around me. "Ah, Zim, you feel so good..." I whispered. I only got a loud whine in response from him. I finally took pity on him and reached a hand under his waist to stroke his penis. I alternated squeezing and stroking him as I thrust faster and faster. Soon I felt him tense, and he screeched loudly as he came, spilling his seed all over the floor. I groaned and came as well. We panted for a few minutes before I pulled out.
Zim and I both stood up, pulling up our pants. "Hey Dib," he said, "turn that off, would you?" "Huh?" I said before I realized he meant the hologram. I pushed the button and it flickered off. Zim surprised me by wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a deep kiss. "I love you," he said in English when we finally parted. I hugged him back tightly. "I love you too." We broke apart after a minute. My eyes drifted to the now-large puddle of goo on the floor. "Hey Zim, who's going to clean that up?" "Not me!" he yelled as he quickly darted out the door. "HEY!" I yelled back at him, but it was too late, he was already long gone. Oh well, I guess I'd better find some paper towels or something. Man, this was going to be an awkward request to the crew...
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About a week passed, and both Zim and I had successfully completed our projects. The holograms (as I'd already discovered) were nicely convincing-looking. We had a fully functional robot that looked just like Rad Na and it had a decent enough A.I. to move and speak reasonably well, and it could even eat and dispose of food. Given that Rad Na was rarely visited by anyone, even guards, there was a good chance our duplicity would go unnoticed for a long time, possibly forever. The last thing that we had left to do was stop somewhere for some food and supplies for the trip.
"Where are we going, Lard Nar?" I asked. "Ah, we're heading to Voon for supplies for your journey." "Voon?" Zim questioned. "Yes, it's a special planet that's being run by the Resisty. It used to be uninhabited, but we set up a base there for Resistance members. Eventually, it sort of morphed into a safe place for any peaceable persons to live, especially civilians who have escaped from the Irken Empire and need refuge. Over the years our little base even grew into a whole city!" That sounded pretty cool, but... "Hey, but wait! Will Zim be welcome there?" I asked. "Do not worry," Lard Nar replied, "I will make an announcement and let them know that Zim is on our side, so long as he remains peaceful, that is." Lard Nar shot Zim a stern glare at that last part. Zim merely nodded and said, "Very well then. Let's go."
The Resisty Ship's warp drive made the journey to Voon quite fast, and we were there within a few hours. Thankfully, Lard Nar had done as he said he would and made a public announcement about Zim so that the people here wouldn't fear him, or at the very least they would tolerate him. The Resisty crew were loading our supplies for us, and Lard Nar insisted that we go check out the city and take a bit of a breather before we headed out, especially since we had both been working so hard. I noticed as we walked down the street that people were still looking very warily at him. Still, I couldn't contain my curiosity about this weird alien place and kept trying to walk all over to stare at stuff. In many ways, it resembled cities on earth, full of buildings and streets, except there were unfamiliar alien species everywhere. Zim grabbed my hand and kept a firm hold on it so that I wouldn't get lost in the crowd and so I couldn't wander off. As we walked down the street I noticed that the people weren't looking as wary, but were looking at us rather curiously instead. Some of them were even whispering to each other.
As excited as I was with this new place, I could feel a familiar rumbling in my stomach. Zim's antenna twitched. "Dib, I think you're stomach is demanding food - I can hear it growling angrily!" "Heh, yeah. Ooh! I have an idea, let's eat at one of these restaurants! It'll be fun!" I was gushing with unmitigated enthusiasm at the prospect of eating at an alien restaurant but Zim was clearly unimpressed. "Oooh! This one!" I said excitedly as I dragged Zim by the hand over to a place with a clear glass window and a ton of booths. It was clearly a restaurant and it reminded me so much of diners back on Earth. There was even a sign lit up in bright neon colors above it. I didn't recognize the language though. I squinted up at the sign. "That's Vortian writing; it says 'Blortney's Food Place'," Zim helpfully pointed out. "C'mon let's go!" I yelled loudly as I pulled Zim inside by the hand. Once inside, I just gaped at everything like a kid in a candy store, but Zim pulled me over to a booth and I got the hint and sat down. He handed me a little tablet-like thing with a big button on the top. "Press the button for the menu," Zim said as he pushed his own button. I did so and the screen blinked on, displaying a number of foreign dishes. They seemed to be organized according to planet of origin, but I wasn't entirely sure. "Zim, help me, I have no idea what I'm doing." He chuckled. "Here, Dib," he said as he reached for my menu tablet. He pressed another button on the side, scrolling through languages until he found English. "Here you go Dib. Good thing this menu's linked to the same translator database that Lard Nar uses." I glanced around and realized that almost everyone in here was wearing translator devices of their own. Darn! I should've asked Lard Nar to give us some of those! Oh, well, time for that later. I looked back at the menu that I could at least read now. It was indeed organized according to ethnicity. There was even a section for Irken food, even though Zim was currently the only Irken here. I guess some of the people here had grown fond of Irken cuisine despite their disapproval of the Empire. Despite the fact that the menu was now in English, I still wasn't sure what to order. I could probably order something Irken since there was a lot of overlap between what Zim and I could both safely eat, but I wasn't really in the mood for the sugary, high-carb food that comprised Irken diet. As I skimmed through the other stuff, Flooboid, Trellian, Silaxorn, etc., I didn't see anything appetizing at all.
"Zim, I still don't know what any of this stuff is. Please help me out here! I'm seriously sick of sugary stuff and I'm craving some kind of meat. Is there anything in here you think I'd like that you think wouldn't make me sick?" Zim scratched his chin in thought for a moment. "Hmm... Well, Dib, human diet as far as I can tell is largely comprised of dead plant and animal parts, and occasionally sugary starchy stuff that Irkens like. I'm thinking that Vortian food will be closest to your diet. They eat animals and plants similar to what humans eat. Try the Vortian section." I scrolled over to the Vortian section to take a look. Thank goodness! Things that made sense to me! I eyed a dish called "Fluve Steak" and tapped on the screen. It brought up a description of the dish. "Delicious prime cut steak taken from locally raised Fluve beast and grilled to perfection with a tasty blend of local spices! Served with a side of grilled local vegetables." "Hey Zim, look at this, doesn't that look delicious!" He glanced at it and crinkled up his face into a grimace of disgust. "Not really, Dib...but if it makes you happy, go for it!" he answered. "Oh, but do we have enough money to afford this?" I asked. "Yes, we have plenty. Lard Nar was very generous with the Voon credits he gave us. You go ahead and order whatever you want," he said as he patted my hand reassuringly. "Okay, I'm gonna go with that! By the way, what are you having?" "Oh, I'm having the Moosh Cakes and the Vort fries. I've been craving Moosh cakes forever..." I nodded and pretended to understand. "Hmmm... Zim, maybe I can learn how to cook some of this stuff for you later? Let me try some of your Moosh cake when you get it, okay?" "Sure," he said as he nodded. "If you're ready, Dib, just push that green button there to call the service drone to take your order." I went ahead and pushed the button while Zim pushed his.
A small sized greyish-brown alien that had a mostly humanoid torso, two arms, and six spider-like legs skittered out from the back. He/she/it approached a bit nervously. "May I take your orders?" it said. "Give me the Flube Steak, well done please," I said. "I'll have the Moosh cakes and the Vort fries," Zim said. "Got it!" it said as it skittered away on its multiple legs. Zim and I made small talk while we waited, talking and laughing at Zim's crummy jokes. Eventually a floating tray flew out of the back and up to our tables, clearly holding our orders. Zim and I took our plates off the thing. Zim hit the blinking yellow button and the tray flew back into the back room. I picked up a knife and a fork-like utensil and cut a bite out of the sizable steak. Mmmm.... It was delicious! I wasn't quite sure what these foreign spices were, but they tasted a lot like dill and pepper to me. I took a bite of a squashy purplish vegetable next. It was quite good! Zim seemed to be enjoying his food too. "Hey Zim, give me a bite of your Moosh Cake." He broke off a small piece and handed it to me. It was a rather greenish color and didn't look too appetizing to me. I sniffed it, but it didn't smell bad. In fact, texturally and smell-wise, it seemed very similar to Earth bread. I popped it into my mouth... Hmmm... Why it rather tasted just like normal cake with a hint of sesame! How strange. "Hey Zim, this is pretty good! I see why you like them! I guess you wouldn't want a bite of my stuff..." "Nope!" he said cheerfully around a mouthful of cake. I went back to my steak and veggies, digging in.
"So, Dib, you gonna wear a frilly pink apron if you learn to cook? Because I think you'd look nice in a frilly pink apron," Zim said around bites of food. I laughed. "Maybe if you're lucky space boy! I might wear one just for you..." We both giggled a bit. It was then that I just happened to glance around the diner. Everyone was staring at us and giving us funny looks. I started to feel uncomfortable. Just then, a small greyish alien that looked like a child tottered up to our table. It said something that I couldn't understand, and I noticed it wasn't wearing a translator. Right after that, a larger version of the grey alien ran up and grabbed the smaller one, running out of the diner. Huh? Well that was confusing. "Zim, what did that kid say before his, uh, 'mom' pulled him out the door?" Zim looked down, looking a bit embarrassed. "Well, he, uh, said that we were a cute couple." I smiled. "That was sweet!" I glanced around again, and everyone else was staring at us even harder. I lowered my voice to a hushed tone, "Hey Zim, why is everyone staring at us? Is it because we're gay?" "Oh, no Dib, they are staring because they've never seen an Irken be this affectionate in public. Also, an interspecies relationship is a bit unusual, especially from an Irken. Plus, that smeet's mother was probably a bit afraid of me." Hmm... "Hey, Zim, let's give them a show!" I whispered excitedly. Zim quirked his nonexistent eyebrow. I leaned forward a bit and pursed my lips. Zim got the idea and leaned inward also, placing a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. We kissed for a few moments longer, then parted. Everyone there let out an audible gasp of shock. After that, the diner erupted in a ton of chattering. We finished our meal and left afterwards, feeling quite happy and amused.
We returned to our ship to find it fully stocked. The Resisty Crew had done good work. Zim and I lay down in the bed for the night. We lay naked, but this night we were a bit too nervous to think about sex with the mission coming up. We merely held each other, feeling the contours of each other's bodies. It didn't matter how many times I had lain with Zim this way, it never got old or boring. In fact, it felt more right than anything else I had ever done in my life, as though we were always meant for each other. I didn't believe in clichéd nonsense like destiny or soul mates, but this felt so perfect, it was almost unreal. I breathed deep of Zim's scent and drifted off into a contented sleep.
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End of Chapter!
Author Note: The Interlink is the Irken version of the internet. Also, I know that Lard Nar's original Resisty Ship was destroyed in the show, the one he has now is a replacement that he built.
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