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Zim’s voice cracked as he yelled at the lifeless body in his arms, “You idiot! You were supposed to be Earth’s savior! you were supposed to- supposed to stop Zim and brag about how Earth was safe once more!” Zim choked on his words as tears began to roll down his face; something that had only happened one other time in his life. Zim clung to the corpse of his nemesis while there was still warmth in his body, burying the boy's head into the crook of his neck as he wept.
“Why..... Why do you humans have to be so- be so.... weak! And fragile!” Zim went quiet for a moment, waiting for the human to fight back, only to be reminded of the harsh reality when he stayed silent. Zim broke out into sobs and wailing again, squeezing onto the human’s body as if it were the last thing keeping him grounded- and in a way, it did. It had been, at least.
“What purpose does zim serve without you, Dib? what am I supposed to do now that you're gone?!” Zim shouted, holding onto the sides of Dib’s husk of a body and shaking it as if it would wake him up.
However, he quickly gave that up and began to run his claws through Dib’s hair, just how Dib liked it. A couple stray strands of hair lay in Dib’s face, and Zim spoke again with a steady stream of tears rolling down his face as he gently lifted each segment up and brushed them to the side, tucking them behind his ear. “Zim was alone without you. Everyone on my home planet hated me. The Dib-human was the only being in the galaxy who cared for Zim. And now...” Zim cupped Dib’s faintly warm cheek, rubbing his thumb back and forth, “...Zim is all alone again.”