Break Days ( Dib X Zim) [ Invader Zim ] ( bxb )

Chapter 4 - A Deal

-4 pm, Heavy Snow.

The boys arrived at Dib's house when the snow was getting heavy. Dib saw Gaz playing her game on the living room TV. Most of the light in the dark house came from the large TV screen and the kitchen ceiling lamp. Zim inched his foot back since the house currently had mice and one was by the entrance of the kitchen. Dib grabbed Zim's hand and led him up the stairs to his room.

Dib opened the door, allowing Zim to enter first. Zim sniffed the air, then glared at Dib. It was oddly fresher in the room, mainly because Dib had been attempting to distract himself from Zim lately by cleaning. However, it just mostly smelled of computers. Zim saw the stuff that was hung up on the walls and was confused by most of them, especially the unintelligible writing on some of the newspapers. 

"Oddly fresh in here..." Zim commented.

"Uh... yeah," Dib said, "I just decided to clean up a bit..." He started doing more chores around the house to keep himself from going insane about people not believing him. He also might have had a few breakdowns which could have led to cleaning up afterward. It was also to prove to his family that he was still a functional human being, but it has worked less and less over time. Zim looked away from him and sat on the bed. Dib sat down next to him, not giving a look back. They sat in silence for a few moments before Zim faced Dib.

"Talk to me..." Zim started, "...You've been avoiding me, haven't you... What, am I not a threat to you anymore?"

"You are a threat..."

"Then what gives, Dib?" Zim asked, "Are you accepting me as your new leader? Knowing you, I would doubt-"

"You've became a bigger threat to me..." Dib interrupted, "You've became so much of a threat to me that I... I had to focus on something else for a while... It's gotten bad..."

Zim looked around a bit nervously, "Uhh... How bad?..."

"Bad..." Dib replied.

"Like... a doom kind of bad, or an annoying kind of bad?... Hopeless bad?"

"Define hopeless..." Dib said.

Zim had the urge to cross his arms a little tighter. He fidgeted his feet, "Like giving up kinda bad. Giving up on hunting me down, Dib," Zim said a bit annoyed.

"And what's doom?"

"DIB, QUIT IT," Zim yelled, "Fine, if you're not going to specify what kind of bad we're talking about, then don't waste my time! I mind as well go home..."

Zim stood up and headed for the door. However, he stopped by it. He looked over his shoulder, then back at the door. Dib raised his head.

"....Doom..." Dib replied, "Things have been complicated on my end because of you..."

"W-Well why is that special?" Zim asked, "I've 'ruined' many lives before you! I nearly ruined my own~" He said proudly. He then sniffled.

"Because it's... It's not about you invading," Dib said, "I don't know why my mind is acting dumber, but you have ruined my life fully, Zim..."

He stood up and walked toward Zim. Zim backed up a step.

"My life has been nothing but complicated for the past two years, all because you want to be an invader! Why? Why did it have to be an invader!? Is this where I am now??"

Zim looked at the visible strain on Dib's face. He backed up a step steps more, "Huh? Why are you talking to yourself now all of a sudden?-"

"I LIKE YOU and I HATE IT!"