Squiggly, Invisible, Earth Demons | By : RuShin Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3478 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author's Note: Hmmm...finally got around to submitting this bit of crack. This was written in the wee hours of the morning, and thus has no real point to it and of course, innuendo abounds. :) Dedicated to Andalitebandit-6 over at Deviant Art.
Title: Squiggly, Invisible, Earth Demons
It was a bright, sun-shiny day and most of the teenagers had opted to take their lunch breaks outside in order to escape the dreary feeling that crept through the Hi Skool halls. Lavender eyes scanned the scene, disgustedly. Oh, how he loathed all of their happy, smiling faces.
All of the picnic tables were filled, except one. A lone figure sat at a table closest to the gates, typing away at his laptop. How typical. His eye began to twitch as he glared at the dark haired boy.
Of all the humans on this filth ridden planet, he despised the Dib-cretin most. Yet, ironically, he was the only one that he could stand to be around.
He gave the rest of the students a distasteful look before marching over to the lone boy and slamming his tray onto the table top. “ZIM has chosen to sit with you today, dirt-muncher.” He announced loudly, pointing an authoritative finger. “Be honored!”
Hazel eyes never left his computer, used to this routine by now. The horribly disguised alien had sat with him during lunch for the past three years. His speeches varied little, only his insults ever really made a drastic change. He never seemed to run out of new and creative things to throw at him.
He continued typing, a brow arching amusedly. “Whatever, Zim.” He grudgingly stopped his fingers movements, leveling the other with an unimpressed look. “You really shouldn’t use that particular insult, you know. It has underlying meaning you’re not thinking about, as usual.”
The Invader scoffed haughtily. “Of course it does! It means that I, the mighty ZIM, will soon force you onto the ground and have you begging like the pathetic vermin you are! Ohhh, how you shall beg!” He laughed victoriously, not registering the snickering that was being emitted by the students at a nearby table.
Narrowing his eyes, the bespectacled boy ignored the populace around him and ground out, “And what makes you so confident that I’d be the one begging, huh, Zim?!” He smirked viciously, “Maybe I’d be the one to force you down, not on the ground but on an autopsy table.” He sneered, “I’d have you screaming within seconds.”
The sniggering surrounding them increased, but continued to be unheeded as lensed eyes narrowed dangerously. “You? Top the superior ZIM?!” He made an indignant sound, “Rubbish! ZIM is unbeatable!” His antennae quivered underneath his wig as he seethed with self-righteous anger. “You could never make me scream, Earth-Monkey.”
Lithe fingers spread on the table top as hazel eyes narrowed further. “Oh, I think I can, Zim. Quite easily in fact.” He pushed himself up, grabbing hold of the front of the other’s pink uniform with a smirk. “I’ll prove it.” With that he pressed him lips roughly against the others, his tongue invading the alien’s mouth and ravishing it with its passionate caresses.
The entire student took a collective gasp, watching as the raven haired teen pulled away and sat back down, staring at green skinned boy expectantly. All eyes swept to the Irken, who seemed frozen in place, his features locked in a stunned expression.
His jaw was slack as he stared at the human, trying to comprehend what had just occurred. He stood there stupidly until, finally, something clicked in his brain and he gave a blood curdling shriek. “The Germs! Oh my Tallests! THE SQUIGGILY, INVISIBLE EARTH DEMONS ARE INSIDE OF MEEE!!” He began frantically scraping at his tongue, fleeing the outdoor food court in hopes of sanitizing his mouth.
The court stayed quiet before it suddenly erupted with laughter and chattering. Dib glanced at the stop watch on his wrist, and gave a victorious smirk, returning to his lap top and typing away as he muttered smugly. “36.4 seconds.”
~End
End Note: Hope you all enjoyed. ^^
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