【Dib Membrane x Reader】
|Slight Various!|
❝It's funny.❞ He laughed. ❝Before, I was only interested in proving the mystery that Zim was an alien, but now-❞, his face closer to your own and a hand interweaving with yours, ❝- the only mystery I want to...
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~♡~
This was it.
She was tired of seeing the sight of you not caring anymore. Your eyes hadn't been on Dib or Tak and because of that, she needed to step in and do something.
Gretchen tucked a stray hair behind her ear and trained her eyes on you. You were walking out of gym class with bruises on your wrist, which she automatically guessed was from volleyball.
[I was a bad volleyball thrower XD I would use my wrist, the bone right under my thumb. But the ball always went high 😂]
She walked straight towards you, making her way through the crowd of others. People elbowed her to get out of their way, prompting her to shove them back. This thin girl didn't have the strength of Rhonda Rhousey or Dwyane Johnson, she was just determined.
"Hey!"
The purple haired girl gasped as someone elbowed her harshly into a locker. Gretchen grabbed her side, wincing. She looked up trying to find the cause, but as she did, her eyes widened.
Silver eyes narrowed at her as they quickly looked away to mask the mischievous glint in them. The owner of those alluring eyes trailed to you and glanced to the boy who's hand she was holding.
Gretchen glared daggers into their intertwined hands, wishing that was her. She looked at Dib and scoffed. He didn't even help her, much less look her way.
"Gretchen, are you okay?" Said a bubbly voice.
Kneeling beside her was Keef. The ginger haired boy stared at her in concern in his lively green eyes. He pulled a small packet out of his pocket and placed it gently on her hand.
"Now you don't have any ouchies!" He grinned, feeling accomplished to have helped his friend.
Gretchen's heart leaped at the adorable boy. She offered him a smile, putting her hand in his when he gave it to her.
~♡~
You zipped your jacket up as soon as the cold air hit you. Surprisingly, their wasn't any rain. It was sad for you to endure the end of January nearing. And perhaps there was still going to be cold weather lingering around, you wanted it to last forever.
I'll move to Alaska. You nodded to yourself and calculated how much money you were going to need for this journey. I'm going to need to buy Mo Peep his own house too.
Before your vision continued on, someone hooked their arm with yours. They giggled and spoke up beside your ear,
"How much?"
"I'm not a weed dealer." You answered. Looking from the corner of your eye, you saw feline silver eyes staring straight at yours.
Tak squeezed your arm, releasing a snort. "Silly, I mean how much longer are you going to avoid us?"
