Dimensional Scope
part oneThe underground lair was quiet. Though it can be said it was usually quiet under all those layers of earth and metal, it seemed unusually so. Most of the electronic giants were turned down or off, the defense systems and the more important doodads left online, emanating a buzz of life. For some reason, probably one of taco influence, Gir had stepped out of the fortress, a disgruntled pig on his disguised head. The immense levels of subterranean Irkin genius were left unscathed by the "advanced" SIR unit's insane rampages, though his presence was felt in the device cradled in the electronic arms of an active application. Gir had found it not long after Halloween, in the aftermath of his sugar crusade. It was of medium size and looked a lot like binoculars that pointed into a curved antenna-type deal at the end. Zim scratched his head in annoyance as the computer monitor once again displayed its findings, none of which answered his questions. The device, he remembered, was from Dib's nightmarish world in his head. Zim had found it in the Membranes' lab, though he hadn't been sure at first what it was. One look into it's frightening depths and he knew for certain it was what he had come for. What he didn't know then and what still eluded him was how and why it worked. Dib had explained it minimally between captures, rescues and betrayals. It showed other dimensions, possibilities of sorts of what could have been under different circumstances in the past and present. Zim narrowed his crimson eyes. That was too vague for his Irkin mind to understand; he required details, schematics, something concrete! He needed to know WHY the Dimensional Scope showed him these visions!
Zim looked around, making sure no one was anywhere near as he pulled the scope towards himself. He bit his bottom lip, knowing almost exactly what he was to expect as he closed the gap between it and his face. His eyes were burned open by the sight they were opened too. It was himself, rolling around with Dib, crashing down a hill, it seemed, with strange music, colliding in the fall. They were both laughing, not at the other's humiliation or pain, but at...fun. They landed at the bottom of the hill, Dib's golden eyes sparkling while Zim's own, unmasked by the horrible contact lenses his disguise required, were alight with untainted glee. The real Zim swallowed hard, wanting to push the scope away but wishing to learn more. The otherworldly pair smiled at each other, talking volumes in silence, reaching out to hold the other's hand while birds sang in the bright blue sky. Disgusting! The two warm bodies on the grass leaned forward, eyes half-lidded as their faces inclined together and their lips brushed in intimate enclosure.
Zim tossed the scope away with more force than he intended, wincing as he heard it crash to the ground, the sound echoing in the low hum of the labs.
"That could never BE!" he shouted with outrage. "What kind of Irkin Invader would involve himself in activities such as THOSE! WITH A HUMAN!" Zim stroked his antennae, trying to calm his racing heart. His face felt hot and he was breathing as if he had just run home from skool. Skool! Zim looked at the clock and grimaced. He'd be late if he didn't head off soon. He pushed off from the workbench, jumping out of the chair and walking briskly to the elevator. From there, it was only a short trip to the upstairs, his disguise being adopted on the way up. The Dimensional Scope problem thingy could wait until later; he had important human data to collect.