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31_days2006-07-14 09:49 am
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[July 14] [Invader Zim] [Microcosm]
Title: Microcosm
Day/Theme: July 14 - I can't stop hungering for otherness
Series: Invader Zim
Character/Pairing: Zim, Dib
Rating: PG-13
The sick thing was, Dib got what he wanted.
“My whole life,” he said, “I was waiting for you.”
Zim stared at him. Somewhere, something dripped.
“My whole life. I swear. I mean. I knew I was always the weird kid, I guess. So from grade one I knew that I wanted… you know.”
Just something – something different. A way out of the box reality made.
Just something.
Zim stared.
“God,” Dib said. He’d been dammed up with words and now the levies burst. “Everything here is just stupid! It’s idiotic! I mean, these people… they get on to things, STUPID things, and they never stop. You can’t stop them.”
His voice rose slightly in appeal. “So you know why I had to jump on you when you showed up. Why I couldn’t let up. You were…”
The best thing. The one thing. The only real thing.
Dib shivered where he sat. His clothes were wet and sticky. One fingernail was torn and he squeezed bright pearls of blood from it.
“That’s just it. That’s why. I thought I should… Tak’s ship works now. I might load it up and…”
What’s left, is the question.
Zim’s tongue drooped slightly from the corner of his mouth. Dib stared at him, at the metal imploded star that had been his pak, at the rich red garnets of his eyes. Half-open.
“I waited for you,” he said quietly. “My whole life. It could’ve been so cool. We’d have been awesome together. But…”
But.
Dib’s voice dwindled and fell away into nothing.
Day/Theme: July 14 - I can't stop hungering for otherness
Series: Invader Zim
Character/Pairing: Zim, Dib
Rating: PG-13
The sick thing was, Dib got what he wanted.
“My whole life,” he said, “I was waiting for you.”
Zim stared at him. Somewhere, something dripped.
“My whole life. I swear. I mean. I knew I was always the weird kid, I guess. So from grade one I knew that I wanted… you know.”
Just something – something different. A way out of the box reality made.
Just something.
Zim stared.
“God,” Dib said. He’d been dammed up with words and now the levies burst. “Everything here is just stupid! It’s idiotic! I mean, these people… they get on to things, STUPID things, and they never stop. You can’t stop them.”
His voice rose slightly in appeal. “So you know why I had to jump on you when you showed up. Why I couldn’t let up. You were…”
The best thing. The one thing. The only real thing.
Dib shivered where he sat. His clothes were wet and sticky. One fingernail was torn and he squeezed bright pearls of blood from it.
“That’s just it. That’s why. I thought I should… Tak’s ship works now. I might load it up and…”
What’s left, is the question.
Zim’s tongue drooped slightly from the corner of his mouth. Dib stared at him, at the metal imploded star that had been his pak, at the rich red garnets of his eyes. Half-open.
“I waited for you,” he said quietly. “My whole life. It could’ve been so cool. We’d have been awesome together. But…”
But.
Dib’s voice dwindled and fell away into nothing.