" Zim, I'm pretty sure that you don't put a toilet in the kitchen." [M/N] chuckles as he looked at it, " Shall we head to the lab? I'm getting tired."


" Of course, my t-" Zim coughs into his fist, " [M/N], I'm sure my almighty tallest will send down your snacks. If not, we could go find some delectables on this PUTRID planet." He sneered at the word, " COMPUTER, OPEN ENTRANCE FOR [M/N]! DOWN TO THE SECOND LEVEL! WHERE HIS CHAMBERS IS."


"UGH! Fine." The computer huffed as the couch moves up and a purple platform floats there, [M/N] gets on and stared at Zim expectingly.


" What? Something on my face?" Zim feels around his face. " TELL ME!"


" No, I'm waiting for you to come with me to sleep, just like old times when you were a Smeet." [M/N] smiles as he offers his hand, " Come on, you need rest before sending you to human school."



" Us Irken's don't sleep." Zim said bluntly, " I'm NO LONGER A SMEETLING EITHER!" Zim loves the times that he got to sleep with his almighty tallest [M/N] when he was a young Smeet. He enjoyed all the jealous looks that he received from lower smeets when he got to nap with one of the tallest. He was honestly holding himself back from looking weak in front of [M/N]. Zim was an invader, not a Smeet at all!


" Alright, come along GIR." GIR jumps up and rushed to the platform and hugged [M/N]'s leg while shaking his robotic tail happily.  " CAN YOU READ ME A BEDTIME STORY TOO ABOUT THE TACO PRINCESS?" He screeches and [M/N] only smiles, not minding the yelling at all. " of course." The platform began to lower and it closed behind them, the couch lower on the floor once more.



" I am no smeetling. I must set up my computer and such..." Zim muttered as he walked to the toilet and stepped in, he pulled the lever and began sinking down. The platform began going down as he took his clever disguise off with his Pak. His arms crossed as his magenta eyes glared at the floor. He gets off the platform and walked to the computer and began typing in their coordinates for the delivery and where the armada can contact them. He began working on one plan that had to do with mind-control, but that took hours, around 1 am.



Zim yawns, He was halfway done but he felt sleepy, even if Irken's do not need sleep, he felt sleepy. " Curse you sleep~" Zim yawns once more before walking towards the platform, " COMPUTER! TAKE ME TO THE SECOND FLOOR!"



The platform began shooting upwards and stops, Zim held onto the railing a bit. " Zim wonders if they are sleeping.." Zim mutters as he walked down the hallway and opens the only door. The second floor was dedicated to his tallest, and he only needed a bedroom. The most fantastic and glorious room that Zim had made for his tallest. " My tallest?" Zim peeks in and heard GIR's soft snores.



The room was quiet large and windowless, but cool. The room was dark purple like most rooms on Irk and on the massive ship. The bed was circular snapped and hover a few feet off the floor, and there was a picture of space hanging over the bed as well. The floor was hard purple title and had some furniture other than the bed. A metal bookshelf on the left side of the bed, two of them. One hover desk in the corner for him to make his own work or even do his own research if he so pleased. It was a room fit for a tallest like [M/N].


Zim enters the room and slowly walked to the bed, he could see GIR sleeping beside [M/N]'s feet and rolling around on the purple sheets and kicking his legs or twitching. Zim had his antennas down as he saw [M/N] in his Irken form. [M/N] laid his head on the pillow, his own antennas flickered and his eyes closed. Zim saw how peaceful he was, and he was happy.


He wasn't alone, he truly want alone. He had his loving caretaker, the one who made Zim, who made Zim great and powerful! He has his own planet to rule over and give to his tallest but best of all, [M/N] was here with him. [M/N] would be proud of him and was first to witness him rule over this dirty mud ball.



" Mhm, Zim?" [M/N] opens his yellow eye and saw the tiny Irken who flinched, and bows, " Zim, come now, get into bed with me to sleep. You looked sleepy." [M/N] smiles a bit as he moved the heavy blanket off himself a bit, Zim looked hesitant and nervous. " What's wrong? Did something happened?"



" What? No! Of course not, it's...I don't want to seem weak in front of you.." Zim admitted, " Zim is not weak or acts like a smeet."



[M/N] smiles softly before letting out soft clicks from the back of his throat and purrs to calm down the Irken who seems to repeat the clicks and grunts. They kept letting out clicks before finishing a few minutes later. Zim slowly moved towards the hover bed, the spider legs helped him on the bed and slowly laying beside the taller Irken, [M/N] covers them with the cover and hugged the smaller Irken with him.


Zim nuzzles into the older Irken and his scent and the sound of his purrs puts him to sleep. [M/N] nuzzles the top of Zim's head before slowly closing his eyes. His purrs still coming out from the back of his throat.



He would look for a human job tomorrow, and maybe even join something human-y or buy something human-y as well.

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