Invader Sin: chapter 5

Chapter 5: the Birth of S¡n

Dib noticed something was wrong with his creation after he poured water on him, but tried hard to forget it, and tried hard not to make him freak out. Instead he spent the time trying to get him to talk to him, but he refused too many words. Slowly his creation began to sneak out, and stopped all communications for days on end. The boy began to come home wearing more girlish clothing, and got pink highlights in his wig, and wore pink cat-like contacts. All of these things made Dib mad, and he even yelled at his creation to stop acting out, but it was too late to change what had been done. He was no longer the perfect creation, now he was a moody teenager, a rebellious person filled with hate.

On this day the clone came home ranting about something, as he sat in the kitchen putting his feet up, "I just hate everything!" He growled, throwing the salt shaker at the wall, causing a hole to be put there.

Dib groaned at it, then looked at him, "Zim calm down! Clean up this mess now!"

"Fuck you!" The clone yelled, "You clean it up you lazy good for nothing!"

"I created you! I'm your tallest!" Dib yelled, "Do as I say!"

"You can't make me!" He stood stomping over to the taller male, "You're too weak! Zim hates you!"

Dib jumped, realizing he was referring to himself in third person, he had never done that, only the original did. He swallowed thickly, "Calm down Zim."

"I'm not even Zim, am I?! It was all for your petty crush! I'm not him! I am me! I am my own Zim!" He yelled.

Dib's eyes widened, how did he find out about Zim's name? The clone grimaced, "Pathetic human, pathetic tallest."

Dib's heart was racing, "Stop it Zim, please, calm down."

"I'm going on a walk, when, if I come back Zim expects some respect, I'm going to go do something I should've weeks ago." He then left Dib alone.

~MEANWHILE AT ZIM'S LAIR~


Zim sat with Gaz on his couch, silence flooding the room as Zim, for strange reasons; felt upset. Gaz spoke after a long moment, "He likes you Zim, trust me."

"Then why doesn't he chase Zim anymore?" He asked, looking up at the violet haired girl.

"Maybe the fairy is just too shy of his own feelings." She suggested, shrugging.

"Or maybe he just doesn't love me..." Zim hugged himself tightly.

"Don't worry, if you two were stuck in a room together and you told him how you feel, he would tell you back after a few hours of character building." Gaz giggled, "Maybe even mate with you."

"Zim doesn't need to be mated with, he just wants the Dib to know he loves him." Zim sighed heavily.