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        Dib wasn't sure how to respond. As it seemed to him, Zim had already thought up everything to put into the disguise. So blushing a bit at the other's question, Dib merely shook his head slowly. "Well...Uhm...No. I think I'm good for now...U-Unless there was something you wanted to add! Y-You could go ahead if you wanted to...j-just to see if I'd like it or not..." he threw in quickly, deciding Zim had every right to make changes of his own to it just like he had.

        Seeming to think it over for a moment, Zim quickly turned back to the screen and began scribbling a little more onto it, a small smirk on his face as he did so. "There. That should do it...Now just stand on that tile, and we'll get it on you." he said, pointing to the tile he was referring to.

        "O-Okay..." Dib agreed, walking over to stand where Zim had told him to, a little nervous that it may hurt like last time.

        Giving Dib a quick peck on the cheek, Zim smiled at him reassuringly before standing back to pull the lever so he could initiate the disguising process.

        Wincing back instinctively, expecting to feel much more pain than he originally had the first time he had used this machine, Dib was surprised when he only felt a minimum amount this time around.

        The device coming to a stop, Zim couldn't help but grin wide as Dib slowly stepped out of it. "Now THAT is a good disguise!" he claimed as he wrapped his arms around Dib happily.

        "R-Really? W-Well, what do I look like? Can I see a mirror? A-And what exactly did you add to my disguise before making it?"

        Smiling mischievously to himself, Zim seemed to hesitate to tell the other the details of his changes. "Oh...Just a few things..." he replied before pulling up a tall, full body mirror from the floor. "Have a look." he insisted that the other see for himself as he stepped back to let Dib look himself over.

        He still had his original scythe hair style only with two antennae now sticking up out of it, making it seem as though he had two extra scythe locks. And his eyes were the same caramel brown as before except as pupil less Irken eyes now. And, as requested, he was decked out in new clothes, wearing a dark blue standard issue invader shirt and some baggy, unofficial black pants with steel-toed black boots while Zim's visible additions just happened to be another trench coat with the sleeves rolled up and a fingerless pair of gloves. He even had a PAK with blue panels instead of pink.

        Giving himself a good look over, turning this way and that to get a clear idea of what he looked like, Dib couldn't help but stare at his reflection in some shock. "Wow...So this is what you can make me look like permanently if I decide to go through with the change?" he asked, looking back at Zim.

        Nodding his head and grinning, Zim couldn't help but feel rather giddy about the prospect of Dib agreeing to change his appearance to this one they had created. "Just about. The clothes wouldn't come with it though." he chuckled a bit.

        Looking down at the clothes again, Dib tilted his head to one side and then the other. "That's alright. I could always make them myself or buy them at a store somewhere." he nodded assuredly to himself.

        "True." Zim agreed before sneaking up behind the human and wrapping his arms around him. "So... Do you like it?" he whispered, almost seductively into Dib's ear.

        Blushing at Zim's sudden closeness, Dib could only try to shift his gaze away from the alien behind him. "Y-Yeah...Do YOU?" he then turned the question back on Zim.

        Grinning at that, Zim happily flicked at Dib's hair. "Zim is pleased..." he said before nuzzling closer to Dib, a small purr escaping him.

        Blush deepening as he felt the Irken beginning to play with his hair a bit, Dib almost instantly dropped his gaze down to his feet. "I-Is my hair really all that amusing to you?" he asked, fairly intrigued by Zim's particular reaction to it at the moment.

        Continuing his purring, Zim nodded. "Yessss...I have never seen any other species with such a thing. They either have fur or skin but never a giant puffball on their heads." he laughed, flicking at it some more.

        Blush only continuing to grow worse at those words, Dib could only pout a bit at the way Zim was playing around with his hair. "Yeah...Well, I've never seen any other species with antennae before, but you don't see me poking at your antennae all the time." he said before looking up at Zim's antennae, blinking at them before hesitantly bringing a hand up to poke at one of them, just once he told himself.

        Purring a little louder at the small touch, Zim merely let his eyelids slip closed. "Mmm...But I wish you would." he murmured, nuzzling into Dib's neck. "I really do...They are SO sensitive...and oh so neglected." he practically hissed into Dib's ear.

        Face lighting up a bright red at those words, Dib quickly drew back his arm. "I...I, uhm..." he bowed his head but found that he couldn't take his eyes off the swaying antennae as they danced back and forth in the most tempting of ways.

        Purring some more, Zim attempted to make Dib touch them again. "Come on, Dibby. Just a little pet now and then." he urged the other to touch them, twitching them close enough to brush by Dib's face.

        Fingers twitching at his sides, Dib felt compelled to do just that as he slowly brought up a hand to run over the sensitive appendage a second time before pulling away quickly to look off to the side shyly.

        Purring just as loud as ever, Zim rested his chin comfortably against Dib's chest. "Mmm...That wasn't so hard, was it?" his voice came out somewhat slurred as he nuzzled against Dib even more. "Oh wait..." he opened his eyes again to look up at Dib, wavering a bit as though he were drunk. "Weren't we doing something?" he seemed slightly confused about how he had gotten there.

        Sending Zim his own confused look, Dib could only look about the room a bit before answering. "N-No...I don't think so..." he sounded somewhat concerned now with Zim's current state.

        "We weren't? I could have sworn we were..." Zim shrugged. "Oh well." he returned to nuzzling Dib. "Can we sit on the couch?" he asked, as he wavered unstably again.

        Tensing slightly when Zim slumped most of his weight against him, Dib could only nod his head slowly. "I-I guess..." he said before leading Zim over to the couch, taking a seat next to him once he was seated comfortably.

        Snuggling up close to Dib, locating the TV remote next to him, Zim picked it up, wriggling it in front of Dib a few times before tossing it on the floor in front of him. "Now see if you can pick it up..." his words came out slurred again.

        Just continuing to stare at Zim confusedly, wondering what was up with the Irken all of a sudden, Dib glanced down at the discarded TV remote then back up at Zim. "Okay..." he decided to play along, bringing up a finger to poke at one of Zim's antennae, making the alien curl in on himself for a moment, completely distracting him as Dib leaned down to pick up the remote, smiling to himself afterwords. "I win." he smiled, dangling the remote in front of Zim.

        Merely curling up in Dib's lap, nuzzling into his side and purring, Zim closed his eyes as though to sleep. "Are you sure about that? It looks like I still have the prize." he smirked a bit to himself, taking complete possession of Dib's lap.

        Blushing yet again at Zim's words and the fact that Zim had gotten so comfortable in his lap but intrigued by his reactions to his touching his antennae at the same time, Dib looked left and then right as though to make sure nobody could see them before leaning forward to close his mouth over one of the tips, waiting to see what Zim's reaction to that would be.

        Practically melting in Dib's arms, Zim could feel his body going lax against the boy as his loud purring sounded from his chest, a drunken look on his face as he pulled himself even more into Dib. "Mmmmm....Diiiiibuuhh..." he cooed happily before making movements as if to play with Dib's own antennae. But seeing as they were holograms and therefore had no affect whatsoever on the human, Zim could only sigh, a small frown momentarily taking over his face.

        Noticing Zim's frown, Dib was quick to pull his mouth away, staring down at the Irken confusedly. "I-Is something wrong, Zim?" he asked, afraid that perhaps he had hurt the other.

        Reaching up to make his petting gestures again, Zim pouted when he got no reaction to it. "It doesn't affect you...It's just a hologram..." he whined, poking out his bottom lip a bit.

        Lifting his eyes up to stare at the holographic antennae on his head, Dib merely blinked at them. "W-Well, you know, Zim. They may be just a hologram now, but in a few days, if I decide to go through with the change, they'll be real." he said before dropping his gaze back down to the Irken. "And if I do decide to go through with it, then I'll let you touch them all you want first thing." he promised, smiling warmly at the other.

        Smiling back goofily, Zim could only squirm in Dib's lap a bit. "ALL I want, Dib thing? I'm not sure you could handle that." he giggled a little before hearing a loud pounding on the front door, distracting him. That's when he realized both he and Dib were exposed as aliens at the moment, causing him to panic somewhat.


        Visibly relaxing at realizing it was just Gaz, Zim sighed out in relief before responding back to her. "The door's unlocked, stupid human!" he shouted back at her before curling around Dib more.

        Tensing up at the sound of Gaz's voice on the other end of the door, Dib, however, paled to a sickly white color at Zim's words. "Z-Zim! Are you out of your mind?! My sister may very well kill you for saying that just now!" he exclaimed, knowing how his sister worked.

        "What?!" Zim looked back up at him, worried now.

        Before Dib could respond again, Gaz bashed in the door with her foot before stalking into the room. "WHAT did you call me?!" she growled, fisting her hands up by her sides.

        "Meep!" Zim tried to bury himself under Dib.

        Growling again, Gaz let the insult drop after a moment. "Ignoring YOU, where's my brother?" she demanded, leering over at him.

        Pulling his head out from underneath Dib's shirt, Zim quickly interjected before Dib could say anything that would blow his cover. "How should I know?! I'm just here IRKEN friend! Yes!" he tried to make himself sound convincing.

        Shifting his gaze nervously back and forth between Zim and Gaz, unsure whether she actually bought that considering he looked nothing like a real Irken and still had several of his human features, Dib merely sat back, remaining completely silent.

        But Gaz was smarter than that as she just looked back and forth between the nervous Dib and possessive Zim. "Uh-huh...Well, when my brother decides to stop playing dress up, tell him Dad is looking for him." she said before turning away from them, as though to leave.
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 for later chapters

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 ~Pat-The-Kitsune

Chapter 15: [link]
Chapter 16
Chapter 17: [link]
tactlessromantic Jun 5, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I can imagine Gaz standing there and looking and them and then muttering "You guys are so gay" and then leaving xD
Gaz knows all. *nodnod*
Dib-The-Hybrid Feb 21, 2013  Professional Writer
Indeed she does. Indeed she does.
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