"Well, Dib?" Zim asked. "Are you ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." Dib replied curtly.
Zim fancied there was a certain queasiness in the way that the Dib moved, though said queasiness was justified. The poor boy was leaving behind everything he'd ever known. Although, Zim though, and not quite unfairly, that so was he.
This was a new world for both of them, but no challenge was too big for
Zim! He was no longer an Invader; but he was something much better. He was a free man, no longer a puppet of those cruel Tallests.
"Let's go, Dib-worm. I need to fold up the base," Zim grinned. "Come on, Gir."
Gir followed along obediently, but Dib called out. "Are you ever gonna stop calling me Dib-Worm?"
"Are you ever 'gonna' stop calling me Spaceboy?" replied Zim.
"Touché." Dib grinned. They walked out of the building. Zim pulled out a giant red button, with the words "Fold Up Base" written on it.
"Cliché." Dib quipped.
"Want to do the honors, Urthekin?" Zim asked, looking at Dib.
"Of course not," Dib retorted sarcastically, then drove his fist into the button.
The base collapsed in on itself like a collapsing card tower: It looked curious, and although it was a happy occasion, there was a somber feeling in the air. All that was left was a cyan notebook-sized square, and the two Voot cruisers.
"Ever flown properly on your own? With no Tak personality to help you?" Zim challenged.
"Oh, you're on!" countered Dib, and the former enemies ran towards their respective Voot Cruisers, to fly off into the sunset, seen only by a girl and her father, united through their grief.
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Operation: Incentive - Invader Zim fanfic (ZADF)
FanfictionThis short AU is about Zim deciding to remove Dib's incentive to resist his takeover, but it backfires in an unexpected way. "Isn't protecting my species incentive enough?" this story was inspired by: Avatar - the film The Other side iz animatic (b...
