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Alright, so I haven't really gotten around to discussing it here on this account yet. As some of you may already know, I took a chance with the final InvaderCon and actually decided to attend the con despite my rather negative experiences with the fandom in recent years. To say the very least, it was a fairly fun and relaxing weekend. Got to meet a few close friends of mine as well as meet a few other deviants on here that I never thought I'd ever get the chance to meet in real life (not to mention, deviants whom I never would have guessed actually recognized me as anybody notable in the fandom). I can be fairly shy when it comes to meeting new people in person, so it was nice having a few of them come up to say hello on the final night there.

All things considered though, I was honestly surprised by the nature of the con this time around. Unlike last time, when my friends and I encountered quite a few rude fans in the fandom, this time's experience was quite nice in comparison. At the last con, there seemed to be a certain amount of tension between the fans, most notably stemming from a clashing of fans who supported different IZ ships as well as fans who didn't support ships in the fandom at all. I kid you not, you guys. I literally had a deviant on here tell me to my face at the last con that I personally was the reason the fandom sucked so many balls (She didn't say this to me until AFTER finding out I shipped ZADR, of course). Honestly though, I think it's that sort of hostility between fans that ruins the fandom as a whole.

I expected to run across more of the same at this con, but was pleasantly surprised by how little shipping was actually brought up in the panel discussions, save for one or two kind of annoying questions that the voice actors quickly put to rest. Personally speaking though, I'm a very open fan myself. I don't discriminate between IZ pairings and can honestly say I support them all to an extent. What I don't support is the fighting between fans that believe one ship is more canon than another for whatever reason. The fact of the matter will always stand that there IS NO SUCH THING AS CANON PAIRINGS IN THE IZ UNIVERSE! As such, pairings should be enjoyed all in good and harmless fun.

That being said, the con really got me thinking about whether or not I should give the public another chance with this story and return to posting it publicly here on DA/Fanfiction.net. To say the very least, I'm still rather hesitant about putting my work out there again. I don't know if the con just lulled me into a false sense of security about it or what. I would LIKE to continue posting chapters up on this account and such, but at the same time, I'd be afraid of disrupting the peace I've had from the fandom in recent months. So what do you guys think? Would you rather see the chapters posted and read the story that way? Or should I stick with my mailing list in a continued effort to preserve the peace on here? I honestly just want to be able to post without idiots coming along to insult my work on here. That's all. The story is written for fun and it really is just such a buzz kill when people in the fandom can't be bothered to leave their opinions about it at the front door. :( I post this story for my own personal amusement, of course, but also for the sake of putting smiles on other people's faces should they decide to read and enjoy it. Yet, at the same time, I sometimes feel as though it may be asking too much for people to simply not comment if they don't have anything nice to say about it. I already know and emphasize time and again that my written works are far from the best out there. That's not going to make me stop writing about these characters and the universe they exist in though, regardless of how strongly I feel about the fandom in general.

I don't know. I guess I'm just contemplating what my next step should be in regards to this story. On a side note however, I may consider starting up some new stories on here soon that I've been planning on writing for quite a long while now. As some of my viewers may already know, I'm a rather big DADR fan on top of being a ZADR fan. I know DADR isn't as heavily supported as ZADR, but I just thought I'd take a shot nonetheless at writing some DADR RPs to go along with my ZADR fanfictions here on DA. I've, of course, already got one solo DADR fanfiction in the works over on my main account that I need to get back to, but I've also been discussing starting a new one with sassafrass002 ever since we got around to discussing IZ theories we had that we never got the chance to put into action. So in short, we're basically going to be mashing all our ideas up together and hoping to come out with a somewhat decent plot line (though, of course, we'll also have an element of ZADR involved since neither of us can really resist a good plot twist). My friend, DigitalRevolution, and I also started another DADR fanfiction on our way home from InvaderCon that's coming along rather nicely so far. So perhaps I'll advertise more for that story as well once we've decided how we want to go about posting it (This one may not be as appropriate to post up here on DA).

All in all though, I just wanted to let you guys know that I am NOT dead. Just in deep contemplation over my work as I move forward into the future. Writing has and always will be a hobby of mine. If I can share my thoughts with the world and make at least a few people happy in the long run, I'll consider my job done and a success, regardless of whether my writing takes me anywhere farther in the future or not. I went to school for my hobby at the end of the day and just want to have fun with it in my free time, even if the rest of the world decides to hate on it.

Sorry if I sound as though I'm rambling, you guys. There's just been a lot going through my head in recent weeks that I feel as though I may as well address at some point. Feel free to ignore this journal if you think it's pointless though. It's being written into a journal for a reason. And isn't that where most people put their thoughts and such anyways when they feel the need to clear their heads out? I think so, so don't mind me as I type this all out to myself. It's all just thoughts floating around in mind, really.

---Pat

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Pat-The-Kitsune
One of the original writers. (Wrote all of Dib's parts)



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Another talented artist who has provided this story with its most widely accepted ZO related images and is the sole owner of the above profile pic.

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Staring at Dib confused when the hybrid pulled him back up onto the bed with him again, Zim tilted his head to one side slightly before sighing out heavily. “But…You need to eat something...” he protested, worried about the smeets now as he was almost certain Dib most likely hadn’t eaten anything since the incident back up on the Massive.

“No...I don't...All I need is you...” Dib nuzzled his face into Zim's chest stubbornly, antennae falling back to rest comfortably against his head. “I'm sorry...for getting so upset and yelling at you...I'm just...I don't even know...Insane, I guess...How you put up with me is beyond me...” he sighed, opening his eyes back up after a moment. “Are you sure you want to marry someone with so many mental and emotional problems?” he then asked, a part of him still questioning the other’s proposal despite everything they’d already been through.

Zim laughed a little and smiled down at Dib. “Of course I do.” he said, sending the hybrid a large, toothy grin that almost came across as more of a joke than anything else.

Blinking his eyes up at the other as he tilted his head to one side slightly, Dib stared back at Zim somewhat blankly for a few moments. “You...really want to marry me?” he then shifted slightly so he could reach down one of his free hands to fish out the small box with the engagement ring in it out of his pocket, bringing it back up between the two of them once he had found it. “Wh-What...What made you want to marry me in the first place? I mean, where did you get the idea to ask me? You never spoke of marriage before. Frankly, I-I didn't even think you knew what it was.” he said, flipping open the box to get another good look at the silver plated ring inside and passing his thumb over the small diamond nested in the middle.

“I wanted you to know how much I loved you…And I wanted everyone else to know it too. S-So I asked Jack what humans did to show their love...”

“So it was Jack's idea then.” Dib spoke under his breath before smiling at the ring and taking it out of the safety of its box to place on one of his fingers so he could get a better idea of what it looked like on him. “You really didn't need to do this though...I already know how much you love me...” he then smiled up at Zim. “So...How were you planning on having us do this? I mean...Were you planning on having me carry the smeets down the aisle?” he rested a hand on his extended belly. “Or were you planning on having us wait until after they were already born? Because I honestly don't know which would be easier at this point: Trying to plan a wedding while planning for the smeets already or trying to plan a wedding while having to care for three newly-born, live smeets.” he said, the thought of planning an entire wedding seeming exceedingly overwhelming given their current situation.

Zim smiled and nuzzled him. “Well...I'm not sure actually.” he ghosted his fingers over Dib's belly, careful to avoid the scratches graven into his skin. “I wouldn't mind seeing you like this all dressed up.” he snickered a little. “I love you so much...” he then said in a soft voice as he gazed lovingly into his mate’s honey-colored eyes.

Just a little surprised Zim knew about the getting dressed up part, Dib blushed a light pink at Zim's words. Perhaps the other really had done his homework on it. “I-I...Y-You're going to make me wear a dress, aren't you?” he dropped his gaze back down to the bed covers, face heating up considerably. At least disguised as a female, it wouldn't look as awkward having two males getting married, especially one of whom was pregnant.

“Well, not if you don't want to...But I bet you'd look adorable wearing one.” Zim grinned wide.

Staring back at the other, Dib’s eyes fell half-lidded at Zim's smile. “...You'd just better have a good female disguise for me...” he gave in, closing his eyes and sighing, his cheeks a bright red now.

Zim giggled and nuzzled him at those words. “I will have the greatest disguise ever created for you.” he assured the other, though Dib didn’t seem all that convinced.

Looking rather unimpressed, Dib merely rolled his eyes. “I just hope it's better than your own disguise...” he commented, not wanting the disguise to come across as too obvious to anybody who saw him in it.

“Hey! My disguise is flawless!”

“Zim...Your skin is green. That's kind of a big give away. Jack and Rose figured out I was part Irken BECAUSE of that. You just got lucky that most of the people on this planet are stupid.”

Zim shrugged. “It's not like anyone we don't already know is going to be there, except for the ceremony human, of course.” he said, not really caring at this point about trying to hide his identity from anybody after the years of ignorance he’d come to know as regular human behavior.

“You just better have a good female disguise for me anyways. I'm not going shopping for a wedding dress that fits me without one. O-Or going to those pregnancy classes without one either. I just hope you're better at gender disguises than you are at species disguises.”

Zim scoffed. “How could you possibly doubt the amazingness that is Zim?” he said all too smugly, confident he could disguise Dib well enough that even HE wouldn’t recognize himself in a mirror.

“Ehhh...” Dib laughed somewhat nervously at Zim’s enthusiasm, more than a little uncertain about Zim’s ability to blend in with his surroundings.

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It wasn’t until a few days later that Rose sat in the living room with Zim, Dib, and Jack, tapping a single finger against one of her cheeks in contemplation as she rested an elbow in her other hand. “Well, Zim...I-I guess he kind of...sort of...maybe looks a little like a female...” she stood back, giving Dib a good look over as said hybrid reclined on the couch with a blanket, Gir sitting there in his disguise, placing bows all along the length of his antennas.

Dib had by this point just about given up on Zim creating him a good female disguise after a morning of failed attempts, his eye twitching in annoyance as he stared into the mirror Zim held up to him, his reflection nothing short of hideous thanks to the ungodly amount of make-up Zim had caked onto him in an attempt to make him appear just like some of the girls they went to school with on a normal basis. “Zim...There is absolutely no way in hell I'm going out like this...” he said with a sigh as he cringed at his own reflection.

“What?! Why not? I think it looks fantastic on you! You've turned down every single disguise I’ve put you in, Dib. There aren't too many more options I can come up with for this.”

“That's because all you've done is play around with how many eye lashes I have or the amount of bows on my antennae! And don't even get me started on how you've tried to do my make up! Eye lashes and the shade of lipstick I'm wearing do not make a female!” he said, getting frustrated with the other now as he went to wipe his face off on a rag he’d been keeping close to him for just in case something like this were to occur during Zim’s relentless experimentations.

“Umm...Zim? Are you sure you don't want me to help you with the disguise?”

“It does on Irk!” Zim snapped back before glancing at Rose and groaning. “Fine, Zim gives up!” he then threw his arms up in defeat before pouting moodily, a little insulted by Dib’s harsh criticism of the disguise he’d spent all morning trying to put together for him.

“Well, we're not ON Irk, are we, Zim?!” Dib snapped back rather abruptly, having been feeling especially irritable today as a result of his hormones jumping off the walls, courtesy of his pregnancy. “We're supposed to be humans! Remember?” he said as though that hadn’t been obvious from the start.

“Err...Come here, Dib.” Rose pulled him up onto his feet to get a better look at him. “Why don't we focus a little less on his face for now and more on the rest of the disguise? He'll definitely need some more feminine clothes and...” she trailed off before running upstairs to grab something, returning a few minutes later with something that had Dib's eyes growing wide.

“Oh, hell no...”

“Come on, Dib.” Rose said, holding up a lacy black and purple bra in plain sight for him to see. “You're pregnant. If we're going to make this believable, you'll have to wear one.” she approached him to hold it up to his chest, trying to get an idea of how one would look on him.

Dib couldn't help but fidget about uncomfortably as she tried to get the right placement on him.

“Hold still, Dib. It's not one of mine. I promise.” Rose reassured him before falling silent as she finally managed to place it just right on him. “.....................It's one of Stella's.” she then added at the end, as though that weren’t just as bad.

“WHAT?!” Dib instantly pulled away in horror, hugging his arms over his chest to keep her away.

Zim snickered a little at Dib's reaction. “Relax, Dib-love. I thought you wanted to be female?” he teased.

“Oh, come on now, Dib.” Rose reached out to grab his wrist and pull him back towards her. “Stella's is going to the closest in size we can get for you. Anything else from any of the other females in this house will be too big on you.” she replaced the bra back on him before moving around back to hook it into place as tightly as she could. “There. We can probably stuff it with tissues or bubble wrap to make it look more realistic. And with the pregnancy, the rest of your body structure already does look pretty feminine.” she said, taking a step back to view him from the front more fully.

Rolling his eyes, Zim smiled a little at that remark. The chest pillows human females had were so ridiculous. Coming from a society in which all its females had no such thing, he couldn’t quite make heads or tails of what their purpose even was, having come to the conclusion some years ago that they were nothing more than a characteristic most females on that planet developed in order to attract potential mates.
ZADR Orange Chapter 167
A/N: Alright, so here's the deal, you guys. I stockpiled a handful of chapters all at once earlier last month. This chapter is the last of those chapters. That said, this may be the last chapter update for a while now. If I have the time to work on more, hopefully I'll be able to provide you guys with yet another update this coming Christmas Day. Otherwise, there's a good chance I won't be updating again until sometime in February. Sorry for the inconvenience, you guys, but I've had a lot on my plate lately and doubt I'll be getting much of a break between now and then. Like I said though, I'll try to get one more update out by Christmas. I'll still also continue to work on updating my newest role play over on my main account as well as typing up the next set of DIS chapters come January.

In the meantime however, please enjoy this chapter update as well as this ultra cute piece of fanart uploaded by :iconmissfemke:. :> .: much smooshes :. by MissFemke

As always, thanks for all your support and have a safe and Merry Christmas this year~:heart:

~ZADR Orange Chapter 167~

Enjoy! :>

Disclaimer- We do not own the cartoon that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Rating: M

Warnings: EXTREME OOCness! (If you can not handle the OOCness in this story, then please click the back button now and don't even bother commenting about it. Any flamers we get WILL be blocked accordingly.)

All of Zim's parts for about the first 3/4ths of this story were done by Notgonnadie. Because of an argument we had a few months ago, however, and the fact that she left the fandom, the last 1/4th of this story will be written with help from Metros2soul So we hope you all enjoy what has been written already and what will continue to be written towards the end.

Dib: ZADRfan1 AKA Pat-The-Kitsune

Preview Image Done by Metros2soul

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Blushing a bit at Zim’s words, Dib looked away to his lap and began fiddling with his fingers idly beneath the covers, his antennae drooping down low again and resting against his shoulders. “I-I wouldn't have...I couldn't...E-Even if I had wanted to just to end it, it wouldn't have happened...It hurt too much...I probably made it worse because of that, but I couldn't do that knowing you were being forced to watch...You're the only one I want...” he said in a voice just barely above a whisper.
Smiling a little at those words, Zim ghosted his hands over Dib's skin delicately, taking care not to let his fingers brush any of the scratches he knew the hybrid was trying to hide from him too brusquely. “How much did they hurt you?” he asked, having not gotten the full diagnosis from the medical drone yet but able to feel the strands of broken skin for himself as his hands hovered just a mere centimeter above Dib’s swollen belly.
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Blushing a bit at Zim’s words, Dib looked away to his lap and began fiddling with his fingers idly beneath the covers, his antennae drooping down low again and resting against his shoulders. “I-I wouldn't have...I couldn't...E-Even if I had wanted to just to end it, it wouldn't have happened...It hurt too much...I probably made it worse because of that, but I couldn't do that knowing you were being forced to watch...You're the only one I want...” he said in a voice just barely above a whisper.

Smiling a little at those words, Zim ghosted his hands over Dib's skin delicately, taking care not to let his fingers brush any of the scratches he knew the hybrid was trying to hide from him too brusquely. “How much did they hurt you?” he asked, having not gotten the full diagnosis from the medical drone yet but able to feel the strands of broken skin for himself as his hands hovered just a mere centimeter above Dib’s swollen belly.

Trying to pull away somewhat, Dib flinched even at the small bit of contact. “I-I don't know...A lot...It hurts to walk, b-but the Irken doctor you sent for was the one who really looked me over. H-He said I was really scratched up. A-And that it would probably hurt more delivering the smeets. I-I didn't feel anything but pain though when they were doing it.” he said, the memory alone causing him to tremble in his spot.

Zim looked worriedly at him. “Oh Dib...” he pulled his hands away from his lower half. “I'm so sorry...” he said, hating the fact he’d been so helpless to stop them at the time.

“No...No, don't be...It's not your fault...” Dib shakily nuzzled himself back into Zim despite the pain. “It hurt worse just knowing they made you watch the entire thing...” he blinked a few tears out of his eyes.

Petting Dib's head softly, Zim drooped visibly at those words. “I hated seeing you in pain...” he said before leaning in to kiss Dib gently on the head.

“I-I couldn't do anything to make them stop...They were going to kill you right in front of me...” Dib whimpered out, antennae falling back.

“Dib, shhh…It's okay, shhhh… I'm right here for you. I'll never leave you.”

Still not wanting Zim to even see his bare body any longer, Dib found Zim's neck to hide his face away in as he pulled slightly under the covers, a sour taste sitting at the back of his throat and threatening to make him sick the more he thought about it. “I-I wanted to die after everything that happened...” he sobbed, still quite visibly shaken despite the fact that everything was okay now.

“Please don't, Dib...What would I do without you?”

“It wouldn't have been worth living if you weren't alive to be with me...” Dib breathed in shakily.

“What about the smeets?”

Dib could only break down even more at that question. “It wouldn't have been fair to put them through life without having you there to love them.” he shook in his spot.

“Oh, Dib...” Zim hugged him gently.

“I-It wouldn't have been fair...I-It wouldn't have b-been fair...” Dib pulled his knees to himself, eyes sealed shut as he had his hands clamped over his twitching antennas. “I-I couldn't raise them, Zim...I couldn't...I might have ended up hurting them...I-I might have ended up doing something desperate like I did back on your leaders' ship...” he heaved slightly against the other as that one memory had become the main source of all his most recent nightmares.

Antennas drooping, Zim pulled Dib closer. “I don't believe you. You're not a killer, Dib...They went after you first. You were fighting in self-defense...” he said, not wanting Dib to think he’d done anything wrong that day.

“But I still stabbed him! I...I killed him...” Dib’s eyes were wide now as he stared down at the bed sheets beneath him.

“He deserved worse, Dib. He hurt you so much…then tried to do it again. It's okay...”

“I've never done anything like that before though! I-It's not me...I...I was afraid to even be around myself! I'm afraid...to even have any sort of contact with Gaz or Rose or Jack...o-or...you...” Dib trembled where he sat, sniffling wetly.

“Shhh…It's okay, Dib.” Zim held him close. “You've never killed anyone before, but this was a special circumstance...They would have killed you and the smeets if you hadn't done something.” he said, having honestly been relieved at the time that Dib had taken such measures to protect himself and their unborn smeets.

“B-But I wasn't even thinking about that! I-I just wanted you back! I-I just...wanted you alive...”

“It's okay, Dib.” Zim tried to calm him down by petting his hair softly.

“Th-The worst thing about all of this though i-is that I don't even feel like myself anymore...I have you back, but I don't even know whether I can do all this any longer. I love you...And I want to...B-But e-everything's so much more difficult now...”

A hurt look coming to his face now, Zim looked away quickly. “I'm sorry...” he said, at a loss for words.

“I-I thought things would go back to normal...That after I confirmed this wasn't just a dream, I would start to feel better...B-But I don't...I-I feel just as sick to my stomach now as I did right before you showed up…” Dib’s body trembled. “Everything's okay now but I don't feel better...I can't eat...I thought I had just given up on even living...But now that your back, I still feel like I can't keep anything down...I feel like I've given up on myself...on myself...AND the smeets...and there's no going back...” he said, horribly shaken by the fact that he couldn't get over the shock of everything that had happened to them, even though things were looking up again. “I just want everything to go back to normal!” he then swiped at a glass of water that sat situated at the edge of the bed stand next to him, knocking it onto the floor with a clatter and causing water particles to dampen the air before scattering themselves in a dozen different directions. “I want to be able to sleep and eat and do all the things we were doing before this even happened! I want you to be able to touch me without it hurting! To make love to me without those memories popping back up into my head! A-And I want to touch and make love back to you without it hurting you either...I-I want to know we're still going to be good parents to our smeets despite everything that happened...That we're going to be happy in the end...” he felt hot tears welling to the surface before spilling down his cheeks in streams.

Closing his eyes and wincing as the glass clanked to the floor and a slight sting set in from some of the water splashing him in the face, Zim trembled in his spot momentarily at the other’s outburst before swiping a sleeve across his damp skin. “Dib...” he looked up at him brokenly before closing his eyes once again and forcing himself to sit up. “We are going to be good parents...” he winced and rolled over, sliding off the bed and leaning against it to try and stand up straight. “E-everything will be normal…E-Even if I have to make it that way myself.” he then let go of the bed, standing on his own despite how much it hurt. “I-I'll go make us some lunch…Th-Then we're going home.” he nodded at Dib and headed for the bedroom door.

Sitting silently in the bed for a few moments as Zim got up, Dib then pushed himself up out of bed to grab hold of the Irken's wrist and pull him back into the bed with him. “No, you're not. You're too hurt...” he leaned back in the bed, tugging Zim up on top of him and wincing at the bit of weight on top of him but otherwise not pulling away. “Just stay here with me...Please...I-I'm sorry...I don't know what's wrong with me...But please...” he closed his eyes, suddenly calm again despite the panic he’d been in mere seconds ago.
ZADR Orange Chapter 166
~ZADR Orange Chapter 166~

Enjoy! :>

Disclaimer- We do not own the cartoon that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Rating: M

Warnings: EXTREME OOCness! (If you can not handle the OOCness in this story, then please click the back button now and don't even bother commenting about it. Any flamers we get WILL be blocked accordingly.)

All of Zim's parts for about the first 3/4ths of this story were done by Notgonnadie. Because of an argument we had a few months ago, however, and the fact that she left the fandom, the last 1/4th of this story will be written with help from Metros2soul So we hope you all enjoy what has been written already and what will continue to be written towards the end.

Dib: ZADRfan1 AKA Pat-The-Kitsune

Preview Image Done by Metros2soul

Chapter 165: ZADR Orange Chapter 165
Shaking his head weakly when Dib pulled away from him, Zim forced himself to sit up in his spot slowly, his arms shaking unsteadily from the weight being put on them and his neck cramping considerably. “P-Please come back...” he choked out, not wanting the other to run away from him as he knew already that he couldn’t get up himself to follow after and comfort the shaken hybrid.
Not wanting to touch Zim for fear he may accidentally hurt the other again, Dib merely shook his head at that request however before letting out yet another wet whimper as he dragged himself back across the hard wood floor until he felt his back pressing against the far wall.
Rose peeked her head into the room at all the commotion. “Is everything alright in here?” she asked, having heard the screaming from hers and Jack’s room.
Zim’s antennas drooped. “No...” he glanced at Rose for help before returning his gaze back to Dib across the room from him now.

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Staring at Dib confused when the hybrid pulled him back up onto the bed with him again, Zim tilted his head to one side slightly before sighing out heavily. “But…You need to eat something...” he protested, worried about the smeets now as he was almost certain Dib most likely hadn’t eaten anything since the incident back up on the Massive.
“No...I don't...All I need is you...” Dib nuzzled his face into Zim's chest stubbornly, antennae falling back to rest comfortably against his head. “I'm sorry...for getting so upset and yelling at you...I'm just...I don't even know...Insane, I guess...How you put up with me is beyond me...” he sighed, opening his eyes back up after a moment. “Are you sure you want to marry someone with so many mental and emotional problems?” he then asked, a part of him still questioning the other’s proposal despite everything they’d already been through.
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Shaking his head weakly when Dib pulled away from him, Zim forced himself to sit up in his spot slowly, his arms shaking unsteadily from the weight being put on them and his neck cramping considerably. “P-Please come back...” he choked out, not wanting the other to run away from him as he knew already that he couldn’t get up himself to follow after and comfort the shaken hybrid.

Not wanting to touch Zim for fear he may accidentally hurt the other again, Dib merely shook his head at that request however before letting out yet another wet whimper as he dragged himself back across the hard wood floor until he felt his back pressing against the far wall.

Rose peeked her head into the room at all the commotion. “Is everything alright in here?” she asked, having heard the screaming from hers and Jack’s room.

Zim’s antennas drooped. “No...” he glanced at Rose for help before returning his gaze back to Dib across the room from him now.

“I hurt him!” Dib pulled his knees to his chest and pointed back at Zim, crying now.

Zim shook his head again. “No…P-Please come back, Dib...I-It was just a dream...” he said, hating the fact he couldn’t force himself out of bed to comfort his hybrid, his every muscle spasming with desire to do so but deteriorating away to nothing but mush when he even attempted to push himself up from the bed.

“But I still hurt you!”

Rose knelt down near Dib. “Dib...I'm sure it was just an accident. Zim's okay now though. Everything's fine.” she said in a soft voice so as to not startle him anymore than he already was.

Wanting his love to come back to him, Zim nodded reassuringly, the only gesture he could muster in that moment as he felt his arms growing weaker by the second.

“Come on, Dib. Let's get you back into bed with Zim.” Rose reached forward to help him up before leading him back over towards the bed.

Collapsing back in the bed, Zim opened his arms a little towards the boy, looking up at Dib when he approached to climb back in with him.

Helping Dib back into bed, Rose then pulled up the comforter around the both of them once Dib was situated back in Zim's arms.

Hesitantly returning his cheek to Zim's chest and resting it there gently, Dib sniffled wetly.

“There.” Rose smiled, running a hand through his hair and rearranging some of the strands on his face. “You two get some rest and then later on Jack and I have a little surprise for you.” she said with a smile as she stood to head for the door again.

Holding Dib close and kissing the top of his head, Zim nodded at those words.

Smiling when she saw Zim nod his head at her, Rose then turned to leave the room again and head back to her own bedroom where Jack was waiting patiently for her.

“What was that all about?”

“Just a bad dream. Nothing to worry about. Everything's fine now.” Rose said, crawling back up into the bed next to Jack, considerably exhausted by the encounter despite her best efforts to mask it.

Nodding his head and pulling her close, Jack held her in his arms as he rubbed a single hand against her belly lightly.

Rose smiled at the small belly rub, her eyelids faltering slightly but somehow managing to remain opened. “I'm getting so big.” she went ahead and rubbed her own stomach soothingly, her hand meeting Jack’s and crawling between the gaps in his fingers.

Jack smiled wide at this, his own fingers moving to intertwine themselves with Rose’s. “Isn't it wonderful?” he said before leaning in to kiss her on the lips lovingly.

Rose smiled just as wide. “I think we're going to make it this time.” she smoothed a hand over her belly again, ironing out the mountain range of wrinkles in her shirt so they more resembled a vast expanse of plain lands now, stretching up and over the mound that served as her baby bump.

Watching her free hand idly as it traveled the contour of her midsection, Jack nodded his head again before kissed her lightly once more. “I know we will.” he said confidently.

“I guess we should start thinking of names then.”

Jack nodded. “How about a flower name? You know, to match your mom's theme.” he suggested, having always loved his wife’s name.

“Well...Alright. If it's a girl. I think we'd run into a problem there if we had a boy though. Not many flower names associated with boys.”

“Hmm... Sunflowers.” Jack shrugged at the suggestion. “We could call him Sonny.” he said the first name that came to mind.

Rose smiled wide at the suggestion. “That's brilliant! We could name a boy Sonny with an 'o' and a girl Sunny with a 'u'. It would work wonderfully for either gender.” she brought her gaze back down to stare at her belly.

Jack smiled and kissed her again. “Excited?” he asked though he could see the excitement clearly on her face.

“How could I not be? This is what I've always wanted. You?”

“Yes…But I'm trying not to freak out.” Jack laughed a little.

“You'll do wonderfully. “ Rose kissed him on the lips. “You're going to be a wonderful father, and our baby is going to love you a lot.” she smiled reassuringly at him.

Jack smiled back and kissed her a third time. “And you'll be a wonderful mother.” he said once he had broken the kiss.

“I really hope so.” Rose then leaned down to kiss her large belly before finally allowing her eyes to slip closed tiredly as she fell asleep in the warm comfort of her husband’s arms.

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Meanwhile, back with Zim and Dib, Dib shivered against Zim's body uneasily, wriggling about in his spot next to Zim and trying to worm his way out of the borrowed shirt he was wearing, which was by this point damp with sweat. “Mmm...” he whined, unable to keep still.

Pulling back and tugging at Dib's shirt until it came off of him, Zim sighed and then kissed Dib’s belly soothingly. “Better?” he asked, unable to fall back off to sleep himself now that he was awake.

Wincing slightly and letting out a small, pained whimper at the kiss to his belly, Dib otherwise nodded his head slowly. “S-Sorry...” he apologized for keeping the other up with all his shifting about. He just couldn't seem to get comfortable no matter how hard he tried though.

Zim looked at him worriedly. “Are you okay?” he asked, able to sense the other’s restlessness.

Unsure whether Zim was referring to his whimper or just the hot flash he seemed to be having in that moment or both, Dib merely pulled himself more under the blankets at that question, nodding his head slowly. Zim had brushed his lips over one of the still healing scratch marks on his stomach, causing him to react negatively to the touch altogether as he didn't even want the other to see what he looked like without his shirt on. But he wouldn't admit that to the other nor the fact that he just plain felt nauseous altogether without the contact to make it worse. “I-I'm fine...J-Just...restless, I guess...” he said, turning over so his back was facing Zim, the only part of him that wasn't scratched up.

Looking away, Zim stared at his lap a bit sadly. “I love you...” he said after a few silent moments had passed between the two of them.

“...I know...” Dib turned back over to face Zim, nuzzling into him. “I love you too...And I'm sorry...”

Zim smiled slightly and kissed him again. “I'm the one who should be sorry…It's my fault this all happened...”

“B-But you haven't done anything wrong...A-And it's not like you're the one keeping me up...I'M the one keeping YOU up...But you shouldn't be up...You should be sleeping and trying to regain back your strength...Because...Because what if they came back again...I wasn't able to help you...I should have been but I wasn't...If I had come sooner, maybe none of this would have happened...”

“Dib...” Zim’s antennas drooped. Leaning over, he pulled one of Dib's antennas into his mouth to lick at gently. “It's not your fault.” he purred, nuzzling him and smiling a little. “I love you so much...”

Tensing slightly at the sensation, Dib then shuddered against Zim. It was both painful and pleasurable at the same time as he felt his body reacting slightly to Zim's tongue teasing his tips. “O-Owwww Ohhhhhh…” he groaned out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Zim closed his eyes again. “Actually... Zim is glad you didn't come…You are Zim's mate after all…Only Zim can make you come.” he said, nuzzling him and holding him closer.
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~ZADR Orange Chapter 165~

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Disclaimer- We do not own the cartoon that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Rating: M

Warnings: EXTREME OOCness! (If you can not handle the OOCness in this story, then please click the back button now and don't even bother commenting about it. Any flamers we get WILL be blocked accordingly.)

All of Zim's parts for about the first 3/4ths of this story were done by Notgonnadie. Because of an argument we had a few months ago, however, and the fact that she left the fandom, the last 1/4th of this story will be written with help from Metros2soul So we hope you all enjoy what has been written already and what will continue to be written towards the end.

Dib: ZADRfan1 AKA Pat-The-Kitsune

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Chapter 164: ZADR Orange Chapter 164
Pressing a palm to one of Dib’s warm cheeks delicately when the hybrid broke down into sobs against his chest, Zim tilted his head back to stare at the white-washed ceiling above them through half-lidded eyes, his eyelids wavering slightly now as it was taking everything in him not to black out completely again. “What are you sorry for?” he asked, gently stroking his fingers over Dib’s hair comfortingly.
“E-Everything...They took you because I wanted you to change me! I'm the reason you got in trouble!”
“No. They took me because Red hates me...It had nothing to do with you.”
“B-But they said...They said that wasn't the only reason...Th-They said because you changing me was illegal...And because we were going to have smeets...a-and...and...”
“Shhh, Dib. It doesn't matter what they said, okay?” Zim shushed and held him close, feeling worn out and just wanting to fall back to sleep.
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Blushing a bit at Zim’s words, Dib looked away to his lap and began fiddling with his fingers idly beneath the covers, his antennae drooping down low again and resting against his shoulders. “I-I wouldn't have...I couldn't...E-Even if I had wanted to just to end it, it wouldn't have happened...It hurt too much...I probably made it worse because of that, but I couldn't do that knowing you were being forced to watch...You're the only one I want...” he said in a voice just barely above a whisper.
Smiling a little at those words, Zim ghosted his hands over Dib's skin delicately, taking care not to let his fingers brush any of the scratches he knew the hybrid was trying to hide from him too brusquely. “How much did they hurt you?” he asked, having not gotten the full diagnosis from the medical drone yet but able to feel the strands of broken skin for himself as his hands hovered just a mere centimeter above Dib’s swollen belly.
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Pressing a palm to one of Dib’s warm cheeks delicately when the hybrid broke down into sobs against his chest, Zim tilted his head back to stare at the white-washed ceiling above them through half-lidded eyes, his eyelids wavering slightly now as it was taking everything in him not to black out completely again. “What are you sorry for?” he asked, gently stroking his fingers over Dib’s hair comfortingly.

“E-Everything...They took you because I wanted you to change me! I'm the reason you got in trouble!”

“No. They took me because Red hates me...It had nothing to do with you.”

“B-But they said...They said that wasn't the only reason...Th-They said because you changing me was illegal...And because we were going to have smeets...a-and...and...”

“Shhh, Dib. It doesn't matter what they said, okay?” Zim shushed and held him close, feeling worn out and just wanting to fall back to sleep.

His antennae drooping as he found Zim's chest to rest a cheek against comfortably, Dib sniffled wetly, blinking the tears out of his eyes as he let the Irken’s familiar scent lull him considerably, having missed that comfort of snuggling up close to the other and being embraced in his warmth.

“It's okay, Dib…I'm here for you…I'll always be here for you…” Zim said before feeling himself start to slip out of consciousness again. He quickly had a PAK leg bring out the small box from before. Now was as good a time as any, he figured. “D-Dib?” he said the other’s name in an attempt to catch the hybrid’s attention, though his tongue suddenly felt dry against the roof of his mouth.

Clinging to Zim tightly, Dib lifted his head slightly to look up at Zim. “Y-Yeah...?” he asked, tears still stinging at the edges of his eyes as he stared down at Zim.

Hoping he'd take it, Zim held the small box out to Dib. “I…tried to ask before they took me...W-Will you marry Zim?” he asked, his fingers trembling with uncertainty now against the small black box that housed the silver-banded engagement ring he’d purchased.

Dib’s eyes grew wide at the sight of the golden-engraved black box and the question being asked of him. “Y-You...want to marry me? I-I...I don't...H-How did you...? A-And when? A-And...Y-Yes...I...I love you so much...” he glomped onto Zim, for once at a loss for words completely.

His eyes watering up a little at that response, Zim smiled and pulled Dib closer, having missed his hybrid deeply.

Antennae twitching wildly, Dib found Zim's neck to bury his face in and lick at submissively.

Finally letting himself fall back off to sleep, Zim then held Dib close as he drifted off in peace, his chest rising and falling once as he breathed in deeply and exhaled a breath of fresh air softly against the boy’s scythe lock of hair.

Letting his own eyelids slip closed after a moment to sleep as well, Dib clutched the small box close to his chest as he fell asleep curled up against Zim, his body pressing perfectly flush against Zim’s as they exchanged body heat between the two of them, a warm blanket of complacency soon replacing the initial lack of security they had both felt upon waking up.

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Having peeked into the room to check in on them just in time to see the exchange, Rose, meanwhile, stood situated just outside the bedroom door, thrilled by the as-of-yet unannounced news. Closing the door quietly behind her so it was no long left sitting ajar, she then crept back downstairs to tell the good news, not so certain she could wait for Zim or Dib to wake back up themselves.

Relaxing with a cup of coffee, Jack sat at the kitchen table, scanning his eyes through a newspaper as the medical drone and Lily were having a conversation over a tray of cookies set in front of them.

Giddily entering into the kitchen, Rose clapped her hands together happily and did a little dance as she pranced her way in, all smiles.

Jack raised an eyebrow at this display. “Everything alright?” he asked, his wife’s spring in the step catching his attention.

“Oh everything is MUCH more then alright~” Rose giggled. “Guess who's got a wedding to prepare for~” she then sang out in and sing-song tone of voice.

“Zim and Dib?” Lily responded upon hearing her sister’s words.

“So, he actually asked him. And Dib accepted?” Jack smiled at her. “Well, Zim may be paying for it, but I get the feeling we'll be the ones helping them with most of the actual preparing, Rose. I think it goes without saying that they'll be needing all the help they can get with that.” he said, already able to see the wheels turning inside his wife’s head.

“What's a ‘wedding?’” the medical drone then looked up from the cookie he was snacking on, intrigued by everything new he’d been learning since arriving on Earth.

“See what I mean?” Jack smiled at her amused.

Rose giggled and spun around a few more times excitedly. “I always knew they would make it.” she said before stumbling into a counter top, panting out tired but elated still.

“Now, hang on, Rose. Let's slow down before you get too caught up in wedding plans for those two. First, I think they'll need some recovery time. And then we'll have to get them back on track with their plans for the smeets. A wedding can wait for now. Though...I suppose if you want to give them an idea of what it will be like, you could show them the video of our own wedding. That might at least give Zim a better idea of what's involved in a wedding.”

Rose nodded thoughtfully at that suggestion. “Yeah… I'll show them as soon as they heal enough to get out of bed.” she smiled wide and sat down at the table, then stood back up and began walking around the kitchen, messing with cabinets and such, unable to relax or sit still.

Jack watched her, slightly concerned now. “Rose. Perhaps we should take a short nap.” he could tell she was jittery but knew she was in need of some more rest at her current stage in the pregnancy, especially after everything that had happened over the past few days.

Rose bit her lip at that proposition, having been finding it hard to relax ever since Zim had first showed back up alive. “I guess I could try.” she sighed in defeat, remembering the medical drone’s earlier cautions to her.

Jack stood up from his seat to take her by the hand. “Come on. Just a short one. You've hardly slept the past 24 hours. I'll take it with you.” he said, leading her towards their bedroom.

Rose nodded and walked with him up to the bedroom.

Jack smiled as he took her upstairs.

Rose smiled back a little in response.

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Meanwhile, back with Zim and Dib, Dib slept for the most part soundly against Zim though shivered as his recurring nightmare from before began to creep back into his mind, causing him to imagine Zim's leader sending down more guards to take Zim from him again. “Mmm...No...Don't touch him...” he mumbled, clinging even tighter to Zim. “D-Don't...touch him...” he said again when the nightmare only became worse with every passing second.

Hissing in pain, Zim woke up at the other’s squeezing. “Nnnn…N-Not so tight, Dib…I still hurt...” he said, not realizing at first that Dib was still fast asleep.

Out cold completely and dead to the world, Dib didn't lessen up his hold on Zim as his antennae fell back and he began to sweat in his sleep. “Don't touch him...D-Don't touch him...” he repeated over and over again, pulling slightly under the covers when his body took to trembling more violently again. “Don't touch him! DON'T TOUCH HIM!” his mumbling turned to almost a scream now when Zim tried to pull away, causing him to growl out lowly and only cling on tighter.

His body burning from the intense pressure Dib was putting on it, Zim hissed through his teeth. “Dib, wake up! L-LET ME GO! I-It hurts!” he shouted out when Dib only clung to him even tighter.

Snapping awake at Zim's yelling and instantly sitting up in the bed, Dib let go of the Irken and stared at him wide-eyed. “I'm sorry!” he panted out, not having meant to hurt him.

Panting and wincing at odd intervals now, Zim wheezed momentarily, unable to say anything else for a few long seconds.

Scared now, Dib’s antennae fell back on his head as he stared over at Zim. “I'm sorry! I-I'm sorry!” he backed away from Zim, afraid that even just touching him would hurt him.

“Nnn…D-Don't go....”

“B-But I hurt you...I hurt you, and I don't want to do that!” Dib reached up his hands to yank down at his antennae as he backed up just a bit more before toppling off the bed and staring back at the other terrified from his spot on the ground.
ZADR Orange Chapter 164
~ZADR Orange Chapter 164~

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Disclaimer- We do not own the cartoon that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Rating: M

Warnings: EXTREME OOCness! (If you can not handle the OOCness in this story, then please click the back button now and don't even bother commenting about it. Any flamers we get WILL be blocked accordingly.)

All of Zim's parts for about the first 3/4ths of this story were done by Notgonnadie. Because of an argument we had a few months ago, however, and the fact that she left the fandom, the last 1/4th of this story will be written with help from Metros2soul So we hope you all enjoy what has been written already and what will continue to be written towards the end.

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Chapter 163: ZADR Orange Chapter 163
Shuddering noticeably at Rose's touch when she knelt down to press a single hand to his face, one of Zim’s swollen eyes opened slightly as though attempting to locate his hybrid, his blurred vision thwarting his attempt however and only offering him a field of visual colors, all muted and mixed together in a sickening fashion. “D-Dib...” the other’s name came out strained with a hint of daze behind it.
“Z-Zim...” Rose rolled him carefully over onto his back before calling over the medical drone.
Still in shock over the fact that Zim was even still alive, the medical drone nonetheless made his way over to the spot next to Rose. “Th-This...This shouldn't be possible.” he took Zim's wrist and checked him for a pulse. “An Irken can't live without their PAK.” he then said, trying to piece together how it was the other was still functioning enough to speak, let alone BREATHE.
Having noticed the still bleeding wound on Zim’s ba

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Shaking his head weakly when Dib pulled away from him, Zim forced himself to sit up in his spot slowly, his arms shaking unsteadily from the weight being put on them and his neck cramping considerably. “P-Please come back...” he choked out, not wanting the other to run away from him as he knew already that he couldn’t get up himself to follow after and comfort the shaken hybrid.
Not wanting to touch Zim for fear he may accidentally hurt the other again, Dib merely shook his head at that request however before letting out yet another wet whimper as he dragged himself back across the hard wood floor until he felt his back pressing against the far wall.
Rose peeked her head into the room at all the commotion. “Is everything alright in here?” she asked, having heard the screaming from hers and Jack’s room.
Zim’s antennas drooped. “No...” he glanced at Rose for help before returning his gaze back to Dib across the room from him now.


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Shuddering noticeably at Rose's touch when she knelt down to press a single hand to his face, one of Zim’s swollen eyes opened slightly as though attempting to locate his hybrid, his blurred vision thwarting his attempt however and only offering him a field of visual colors, all muted and mixed together in a sickening fashion. “D-Dib...” the other’s name came out strained with a hint of daze behind it.

“Z-Zim...” Rose rolled him carefully over onto his back before calling over the medical drone.

Still in shock over the fact that Zim was even still alive, the medical drone nonetheless made his way over to the spot next to Rose. “Th-This...This shouldn't be possible.” he took Zim's wrist and checked him for a pulse. “An Irken can't live without their PAK.” he then said, trying to piece together how it was the other was still functioning enough to speak, let alone BREATHE.

Having noticed the still bleeding wound on Zim’s back from where his PAK had been previously located, Rose flipped him over again onto his front side for just a moment to examine the area his PAK usually occupied. “Well, I'm pretty sure he's not wearing one now. How did he get up here though?” she asked before feeling a cold draft coming from somewhere and noticing a small trail of blood drops littering the floor, leading from the bed to an open window.

Standing up, the medical drone followed the path of freshly shed blood over to the window in question to have a look outside it for himself, an unfamiliar but clean and sweet scent hitting him from somewhere and causing his antennae to twitch. “I'm...not sure. In his condition, I wouldn't think it possible unless he actually DID have his PAK to help him get up here.” he returned to the bed, realizing the other was still bleeding where his PAK had been ripped out. “Regardless, he needs his PAK now. This wound was made several days ago, yet it's STILL bleeding. If we don't get it back on him soon, he'll surely bleed to death.” he said with some urgency when he felt how cold and lifeless the other seemed to be in that moment.

Knowing Dib had been cradling it to himself for the past few days, Rose searched the covers frantically for it. “H-Here it is!” she exclaimed upon finding it.

“It will be painful reattaching this to him, but he'll heal faster with it on and have a better chance of survival.”

Nodding her head to Jack at those words, the two of them then rolled the damaged Irken back over onto his stomach so his back was exposed for the medical drone to reattach it.

Looking over the wound on his back, the medical drone reached forward a hand to feel about for the ports. “Alright, Zim, if you were able to survive all this time without it, then the pain of reattaching this should be nothing compared to everything you’ve already been through.” he said before finding the ports on his back to reattach to the ports of his PAK. Feeling the PAK come alive and pull itself back into place when the two ports met, the medical drone then stepped back when the Irken gasped out suddenly, as though he hadn't breathed since it had first been removed.

His PAK blinking a few times once it had completely reattached itself, it then sent a painful electrical shock all throughout Zim’s body to reactivate his failing spooch and limbs.

Waiting for the jolts of electricity to pass before reaching forward a hand to check his vitals again, the medical drone then proceeded to check his pulse and press one antennae to his chest and abdomen to make sure he could hear everything functioning more fully again. “Well...He seems to be coming to again.” he said, pulling away to retrieve a strong painkiller from his PAK so he could inject Zim with it. “This will help a lot with the pain while we're getting him cleaned up and fixed.” He then reached into his PAK again to pull out a container of some kind of cleansing gel along with some bandages. “While I set to work cleaning and bandaging his wounds, do you think you could get him something sweet to eat. I'm guessing he hasn't eaten anything since he was stripped of his PAK, so he'll need plenty of sugar in his diet to recover. And can somebody get him a change of clothes too? His body temperature seems dangerously low right now compared to what it should be.” he said as he set to work on cleaning the worst of Zim's wounds first, starting on his shoulder where one of the two Irken guards had pierced him with a spider leg.

The group of people all nodded and went about getting the things for Zim as Dib stayed sitting on the floor, just staring at him in shock. It just couldn't be possible. He had seen Zim die…hadn't he?

Looking up from what he was doing after a moment, it was only then that the medical drone seemed to realize Dib was still just sitting there, staring at them in silence. The boy was a pale white, obviously still stunned. “Hey, are you-?” he began to ask before standing from his spot when he saw Dib falter momentarily.

His entire body just seeming to shut down in that moment, Dib almost immediately blacked out on the other, the entire room going dark around him, causing him to sway unsteadily before slumping down onto the ground. It was all too much for him. Surely he was dreaming. The next time he woke up, he would recall the whole ordeal as nothing more than a dream, or so he thought.

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Several hours passed, though Dib had no idea how many, before he finally began to come around again. He felt warmth, something soft pressing into his side. He figured it was just Zim's PAK and so didn't think much of it until it shifted suddenly, causing him to jolt back a bit and lift the covers. Dib’s eyes grew wide. Lying right there next to him in the bed was Zim, all bandaged up now and his PAK reattached as though nothing had even happened to him. Dib faltered again, arms shaking unsteadily. The way he slept, so peacefully next to him, it almost looked as though he had never even left to begin with. A little pale still, he otherwise looked to be doing just fine now, swallowed up whole by one of Jack's shirts. Dib gripped the bed sheets tightly, still unsure about whether he was just dreaming this or not. Then, hesitantly, he reached forward a hand to poke at one of Zim's cheeks, wanting to make sure it was real. The flesh caved in a bit before bouncing back into place. Needing to double check before concluding that this was in fact real, he then reached up both his hands to feel Zim's antennae.

Mumbling a bit at the touch, Zim began purring quietly as his antennas were rubbed.

Pulling away at that reaction, his entire body racked with shivers again, Dib’s hands shook a bit before he grabbed at his own antennas again and shook his head, thinking he'd wake up any moment now.

“Mmm…” Zim’s eyes opened slightly and he blinked a few times before noticing Dib next to him. “D-Dib?” he said the other’s name in yet another strained whisper, though this time it came across as much more coherent.

Flinching at the sound of Zim's voice saying his name, Dib squeezed his eyes tightly shut, thinking this was all just a figment of his imagination.

Reaching out weakly at that reaction, Zim wrapped his arms around Dib before pulling in close to him. “I…promised...wouldn't leave you...” he spoke in broken sentences, still fighting to regain back all his basic functions, such as speaking.

The tears coming as he broke down a bit, Dib kept his eyes sealed tightly shut however. “Y-You come to me every night in my dreams...H-How can I know this is real...? H-How can I know YOU'RE real...? That I'm not just going to wake up from another dream...?” he whimpered out, wiping at his eyes with his wrists, so unsure about everything now. He didn't even want to open his eyes to look at Zim, afraid the other would dissipate right in front of him again if he did.

Antennas drooping at those words, Zim merely pulled in even closer to him before catching his lips with his own and kissing him deeply. “I love you so much...” he said once he had broken the kiss long enough to speak.

Releasing his antennae at the kiss, Dib dropped his shaking hands back down as he completely lost it at that point, sobbing uncontrollably to himself as he kissed back needily, never wanting their lips to part again, whether he was dreaming all this or not.

Pulling as close to the other as he physically could, Zim kissed back as deeply as he could in his injured state.

Feeling the Irken press his forehead to his, Dib then peeked his eyes slightly open to stare Zim straight in the eyes.

Zim pulled back a little to breathe. “I'm so sorry you were worried...But I'll never leave you...” he promised in a voice just barely above a whisper.

“I-I-I thought I'd never s-s-see you a-again...” Dib sobbed uncontrollably, his entire body trembling again as he pressed against Zim.

“Shhh…It's okay, love...” Zim held him close, closing his eyes as he was very tired and weak still.

Slumping up against Zim, Dib practically collapsed with him back onto the bed, hiding his face away in the Irken's chest nonetheless and his breathing anything but steady as he almost seemed to dry heave a bit. “I-I'm sorry...I'm sorry...” he repeated over and over again, just wishing there had been more he could have done to help save the other at the time.
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A/N: Hey, you guys! Happy Thanksgiving! ;) As thanks for all your recent support, here's a Thanksgiving Day update that I hope will make all your days just a little bit brighter. Hope you all enjoy a great one with family and friends today! And just so you guys know, I worked really hard this week to get an entire new set of chapters typed out for posting. So you can all expect even more updates to come over the following few weeks. :)

Also, for those of you reading "Dib Is Sick," Sass and I HAVE updated the story recently. So if you haven't read the new chapters yet, be sure to check them out over on her page when you get a chance!

And, as if I haven't advertised enough already today, I just thought I'd throw it out there that I'll also be posting the beginning chapter to a brand new ZADR fic I've started with KillerWaffleFreak later today/tonight. So yeah. Lots of updatage this month.

Also, please feel free to check out a $100 Christmas Giveaway I'm hosting on my main account. Anybody is free to join in on it, so don't be afraid to comment for a chance to win a premium membership this coming Christmas! :) (Winners will also be given the opportunity to choose a charity of their choice for me to donate some money towards.) If you're interested in taking part, more information about the giveaway can be found here: $100 Christmas GiveawayHey, you guys! 8D Long time, no see!
As I'm certain you all know, Christmas is only about another month away now. So I was thinking, what better way to celebrate than by offering a Christmas giveaway this year. Now, don't let the title of my journal fool you. I will indeed be giving $100 away this year. However, that $100 will be distributed via premium memberships and charity donations.
Anybody who would like to partake in said giveaway, please comment down below on this journal entry for a chance to win a free premium membership. I'll be compiling a list of names to choose from randomly and distributing prizes to those chosen exactly one month from now (Christmas Day for those of you who haven't noticed. ;) ) 4 lucky deviants will be chosen from the list of names and will be rewarded in the following way:
:star: 1st user I select will receive a 1 year premium membership, paid for by me, as well as a chance to name a charity of their choice for me to donate the same monetary value of


That being said, hope you guys enjoy the next installment of "ZADR Orange!" :heart:

Disclaimer- We do not own the cartoon that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Rating: M

Warnings: EXTREME OOCness! (If you can not handle the OOCness in this story, then please click the back button now and don't even bother commenting about it. Any flamers we get WILL be blocked accordingly.)

All of Zim's parts for about the first 3/4ths of this story were done by Notgonnadie. Because of an argument we had a few months ago, however, and the fact that she left the fandom, the last 1/4th of this story will be written with help from Metros2soul So we hope you all enjoy what has been written already and what will continue to be written towards the end.

Dib: ZADRfan1 AKA Pat-The-Kitsune

Preview Image Done by Metros2soul

Chapter 162: ZADR Orange Chapter 162
Getting up himself to follow Rose out of the room when she stood to leave, the medical drone closed the door behind them before glancing at Rose and eyeing her up and down for a moment. “You're heavy with smeet as well, are you not?” he said, having taken note of the rather swollen bulge in her belly.
Placing a hand on her belly, Rose smiled slightly and nodded. “Yeah…” she said as she rubbed at it gently, her stomach having grown rather large in recent weeks.
The medical drone bit down on his lip a bit uneasily at that information. “I believe...that a part of his vulnerability to illness may have to do with his pregnancy. Are you...still alright with taking care of him in your current condition? You might be vulnerable to coming down with the same illness if you're not careful.” he pointed out, not wanting her to succumb to the same fate as Dib had.
Rose’s eyes widened at those words. “I…I never thought of that...” she

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Pressing a palm to one of Dib’s warm cheeks delicately when the hybrid broke down into sobs against his chest, Zim tilted his head back to stare at the white-washed ceiling above them through half-lidded eyes, his eyelids wavering slightly now as it was taking everything in him not to black out completely again. “What are you sorry for?” he asked, gently stroking his fingers over Dib’s hair comfortingly.
“E-Everything...They took you because I wanted you to change me! I'm the reason you got in trouble!”
“No. They took me because Red hates me...It had nothing to do with you.”
“B-But they said...They said that wasn't the only reason...Th-They said because you changing me was illegal...And because we were going to have smeets...a-and...and...”
“Shhh, Dib. It doesn't matter what they said, okay?” Zim shushed and held him close, feeling worn out and just wanting to fall back to sleep.
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Just out of curiosity, why is the story called orange? I am at chaper 131 now, and even though I still have a little to go before I catch up, I havnt been able to tell why.

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Hi, I'm sorry but I want to un-subscribe from your fanfic. It's nothing personal! I've enjoyed reading your fanfic, it's really good, it's just that I'm out of the fandom. I'm in the underaged mailinglist. Thanks in advance and I hope you don't mind!
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*cries softly* I remember how depressed I was long ago when this discontinued...I can't thank you ENOUGH for bringing it back. Thank you to the stars and back. You are amazing.
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I got rid of the weird overlay to that ZO fanart of mine that i believe is a preview image for a few chapters ((That one night- ZO by zoroana)) <-- this one xD just letting you know in case you want to change/update or whatever the preview thingy, that's completely up to you XD
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You have written something that nothing has ever done to me, sit and read all day. I mean, I never really would just sit in my bed and read, or even play video games! You are just such an amazing writer! :iconblushplz:
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