[M/N] or Smeetary worker [M/N] is sent down to earth with Zim, he was the one that raised Zim after all so it's technically his fault for how Zim is. That was his punishment, not that he minded.
His favorite Smeet has always been Zim, despite his lo...
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" Come on, can't we just kill the kid now?"
" No the boss said that she wanted the kid alive. She want's to make the dad suffer."
" Still. He bit me.."
Dib hard from the crate he was in, there was hole's above it and light came through it. His hands tied with duck tape and glasses cracked, his mouth was free but he had a growing bruise on his cheek for smack talking the thugs. He did deserve it for questioning their logical thinking for kidnapping Professor Membrane's son. He also told them to go to hell but they were angry with the thinking part. Now, he was sitting down and against the wooden wall, listening to everything they were saying. His body shaking a bit, he was kidnapped once before at age five, when he was out looking for vampire bees. They wanted money and let him go ten hours later because he talked his mouth off to them.
That actually saved him, but these men were meaner, they actually punched Dib so hard that he was sure he cracked a tooth.
" How long though? My hand is killing me." The first voice sighs, probably in pain. The good thing about his big head was that it was hard as a rock.
" I don't know man. Your hand looks bad though.." The second voice said and some movement, sounding of harsh shoes against the pavement. Dib leans even more against the wall to hear it, anything or any police sirens. People were stupid but not that stupid to not call the police when they see a kid get kidnapped. Then again, the army did put him in a crazy cone for trying help them stop a giant hamster the other day. " Man, it looks king of infected too. Maybe it's out of your socket?"
" Don't be stupid." Another voice said, hushed and raspy, " He didn't wash his hands from the green nachos and it looks like that. You're just in pain." He said and Dib almost yelped when there was a kick at the crate. " Don't worry, it will all be worth it because of this bastard." Dib watched at the shadows passing the holes of the crate. " If not, we can just kill him for kicks!"
" You're so smart Johnny." One female one sighs out happily, she was farther from what Dib could tell. An airhead probably, " It's been so long since I killed a kid. Almost two weeks." Dib shivers as he heard the venomous undertone of her voice.
I need to get out or start praying..Dad would kill me if I start that.. Dib thought as he closed his eyes, slumping against wooden crate, his hands trembling a bit as he heard them began talking about the money they would earn. I wonder if he really is gonna pay for me..his stupid..insane..son.. I mean..he has Gaz if he needs an heir for the Membrane labs.. Dib sniffed a bit and closed his eyes tightly as he thought this.
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