DaLNr – Tiny Drabbles

Summary: Since the DaLNr club has been a little slow lately, I'm going to post some of these smaller drabbles for them. ^^ I may do them for other pairings later, but for now, Dib and Lard Nar romance, it is!

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Fold

Lard Nar had taken off his goggles and had his face buried beneath his hands. Dib gently rubbed his back in an attempt to comfort the Vortian.

"Don't worry about it, Nar. It's giving up one battle, not the war. Retreating, not surrendering. We can't win them all."

The Resisty leader didn't want to hear it. He turned his head away from the human and sighed, "The Meekrob are a gentle people, Dib! They didn't deserve this… I just…"

Dib leaned over the edge of Lard Nar's captain's chair and pulled him into a hug, "There's nothing you can do, we can't fight them. The Tallest have sent over six invaders to help Tenn!"

They stayed pressed against each other as their ship flew farther and farther from the planet that had begged for their help.

Cow

Dib had spent hours upon hours telling the members of the Resisty what people on his planet thought of 'aliens'. The abductions, the crop circles, Area 51 and even Bill, the 'paranormal investigator' that he was assigned to for career day. It helped the days of traveling through space go faster and kept the team in good spirits. It was quite amusing and they all laughed about it.

But Lard Nar knew Dib had a bitterness about it, and who could blame him. He never suspected, however, that this bitterness would grow to the extreme levels it had. By the time Dib had reached adulthood, the feelings towards his planet had turned into hatred, a loathing of their stupidity.

But for now, they all just sat on the main deck and laughed about it.

Heart

"When you left me… on Earth… it physically hurt. Right here."

"… What's there?"

"My heart."

"Why did it hurt your heart? Does the human heart do more than pump blood?"

"No… It's… Ok, it was my chest that hurt!"

"Why would your chest hurt?"

"Lard Nar! I don't know, ok? But it did!"

"Perhaps it was the change in gravity…"

"Ugh… no! It was because I missed you."

"…."

"… Hello?"

"I miss you, too."

"…"

"But I still don't understand how that hurts you physically…"

Blank

It was their first real fight and both were left staring at each other. No minds were going to be changed on the topic, obviously, but they both refused to move until the other surrendered. It was completely quiet on the deck of the Resisty ship for quite a few minutes because of this tension.

Cloaky was the first to begin to move, albeit slowly, towards one of the control panels. Eventually, all the members silently began to work around the two fighting lovers.

After a little longer, Lard Nar tore his gaze from Dib and watched as a few of the members began to build something or other.

Dib scoffed and stormed off in the other direction.

Jealousy

Zim had taken everything from him, even in the past.

First, it was killing Miyuki, the only Tallest known to trust Vortians and their abilities. Since then, every Tallest had treated them like slaves.

Lard Nar then tried to reason with Red and Purple… It had ended in a terrible misunderstanding when Zim had cut off his transmission to complain about Foodcourtia. Which had ended in the horrible and bloody conquering of Vort.

Now Zim had Dib.

He wasn't able to support the boy, as humans are such high maintenance with their needs for nutrients. He had brought him back to Earth, as heart breaking as it was for him.

And now…. Now he receives a transmission from that HORRIBLE Irken with his Dib... His… precious Dib…

And he seemed quite content in the arms of the Invader, even with a bolt stuck through his head… It wasn't fair.

Innocent

There we so many things he loved about Dib. His intelligence, his kindness towards the conquered people, his torso, but one thing that he really loved was how little Dib knew about the universe. There is no confidence boost like feeling like you know everything.

Most people knew about small things like the machines that helped every alien understand each other. But not Dib.

"That explains how Zim spoke English like a native!" The human said, eyes wide with intrigue. "And how I can understand you and… and the Meekrob and… Wow!"

Lard Nar chuckled and nodded. "It's in the air and tends to stick to us. It's a little confusing, of course, but it had helped keep the universe war free for many, many years."

Oh yes, Dib continued to eagerly ask questions and his 'boyfriend' (as the humans apparently called mates) answered them diligently. They spent hours like this, and this connected them even further.