"Ｙｏｕ ａｒｅ ｍｙ Ｌｏｄｅｓｔａｒ， ｍｙ ｇｕｉｄｅ， ｍｙ ｌｉｇｈｔ．"
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You're Y/N L/N, a curious girl. You've just moved back to The City. You and your childhood friend, Dib Membrane, are greeted by an odd green kid. You guys are trying to truly figure the odd kid, Zi...
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Y/N's POV
I slipped into my room and rushed to my closet, quickly flinging open the doors. I scattered through my clothing. A red dress stuck out.
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(This is it ^)
I quickly grabbed it and tugged a little at the diamond studded straps on the leg. Quickly, I slipped it on. Pulling on black suede boots, I dashed out my room.
The night air was cold, earning a shiver from me. My boots tapped on the street. The night air was silent aside from me heading to Zim's house.
"Y/N?" I turned. Dib stood in the middle of the street, his arms slumped down to his side. He looked me up and down, but quickly turned away. "Are you going too?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck. I nodded, smiling a little. It'd been a while since we had talked, but I still think of him as a brother.
"O-Oh! That's nice.." His face went a little red. He quickly stormed past me, heading away into the night. I turned to say something, but a door shutting distracted me. Zim was yelling at Gir to be quiet. He wore a grey shirt with a dark jean jacket that matched his actual jeans. Gir sat on his white tennis shoes, begging to come.
"No Gir." Zim said plainly. Gir gasped loudly. "Pleeeeeeease?" He begged. Zim just glared, arms crossed. He looked up, noticing me. He snapped quickly through his gloves, causing Gir to dash inside. He quickly walked to me. "Y/N!" He smiled. I smiled back. "You ready?" He asked. Nodding, we started walking.
The doors opened, exposing loud music. Zim hissed something that didn't sound English. "What is that?!" He hissed out. "Music, Zim." His eyes widened in realization. "Really? I've never heard any like this." He shrugged. Anxiously I grabbed his hand as a song I recognized played. "C'mon!"
Zim's POV
She was stunning. Everything about her was ethereal in a way. She quickly grabbed my hand as a "music" started to play.
"I never really feel a thing." She sang along. "I'm just kinda too froze." I smiled at her as she continued to sing. "You were the only one, that even kinda came close." I slowly looked at her, listening to those words. "I just pinch myself, no longer comatose." She danced around as I smiled harder. "I woke up, no luck! I woke up, no luck!" Others around as yelled. I zoned out to the music.
"And when your stitch comes loose."
I looked up and down her body.
"I wanna sleep on every piece of fuzz and stuffing that comes out of you, you."
The way her lips moved the the music.
"I took too many hits off this memory."
What's coming over me?
"I need to come down~"
Unable to understand what's happening to me and unable to understand the hunger growing in me, I did the only thing I thought of to quench my hunger.
She was shocked at first but slowly melted into the kiss as the music blasted, tuning out all other noises.
"An-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-nother day goes by"
She deepened the kiss.
"So hold me tight."
She wrapped her arms around my neck
"Hold me tight, or don't"
Holding her hips, I realized I had only quenched a small bit of my hunger for her.
She pulled away, something new in her eyes.
"So that's how you really feel...?" She asked, a small smile painted on her lips. No, it wasn't just the beautiful smile painted on her face. Her entire existence was like a painting, a large, beautiful one painted by the finest artist of all.
She pulled me into hug, which I gladly accepted. What does this make us...? I thought. A kid ran past us, shoving a bottle into both our arms. "Drink up, dudes!" He yelled, clearly not fully intact. Y/N looked up at me, a small smile on her face. At the same time, we tipped both our heads back and chugged.
Dib's POV
What kind of spell has he put on her? Zim, my worst enemy, the alien I've tried to expose for years, just kissed my crush. Y/N clearly let him, but why? Mind control? Brain erasing ghosts? My thoughts were interrupted as I let out a hiss because some stoner ran into me. "Drink up dude!" He smiled, handing me some alcohol. "Ah... Thanks Keef." I smiled up at him weakly. He nodded. "Y'know." He sat next to me. "It may be me or it's that weed shit but, Zim's looking kinda cute tonight. Don't quote me on that though, dude" He held his hands out, palms facing towards me when he mentioned Zim being cute, a concerned look on his face. "Hmph." I nodded.
"What about you Dibster?" He asked. "Who you like?" He smirked. I felt my face heat up, half with sadness and half with the want of her. I just mumbled. "C'mon Dib-erooni!" He chuckled, nudging me. He kept pestering me until I answered.
"Y/N!" I yelped at him, sick of his bothering. "I like Y/N..." I sighed. "Why don't she know?" Keef asked, taking in another blunt. "She's obviously not interested." I answered. "Why not?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. I felt anger building up inside me at the scene I saw before. I took a deep chug of the alcohol he handed me. There were obviously drugs in it, but I didn't care.
"Because." I growled. "She's obviously in love with Zim."
I didn't care about Keef's feelings at that point. I just had to get it out. "With-With Zim?" He asked. I nodded. "Well, that can't happen." He said, standing up. The sudden seriousness startled me.
