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Cabin Fever Chapter 003

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The Irken’s chest heaved as he looked up at the human, struggling for a moment to comprehend what had just passed between them. In the silence, he was uncomfortably aware of a change in his captor’s demeanor, as well as several other new sensations in his own body. His ‘spooch’ was thumping, much too fast, he could feel a pulse in the back of his skull, his mouth was horribly dry, and he realized, with some disgust, that his tongue had lolled out in surprise. He flicked it back into his mouth and bared his teeth again, trying to regain some scrap of composure before taking a sharp breath in to respond to Dib’s threat.

Zim knew what a kiss was and he also knew that enemies did not kiss. By this reasoning, Dib’s actions had been an attempt to lower his guard and meant nothing more, which was not to say that the filthy worm wouldn’t suffer dearly for it later.

“You wouldn’t dare call your-“              
                                                               
“DIB! What the hell is going on over there?!”

Zim became rigid at the sound of the hated female’s voice. Antennae flattening under his wig, he glanced around briefly in search of an alternate escape, but his human captor remained unbudging, evicting any hope of useful movement or even a clear view of his surroundings. A bead of sweat formed on the invader’s brow and he turned back to Dib, narrowing his eyes.

“Release me,” he hissed. “I’ll get in your stinky bag.”

The human made to pull away for an instant but then hesitated, regarding him dubiously.  “Will you?”

Zim nodded as best he could, letting his arms relax in the other’s grip, though the scowl remained graven onto his face.

Dib sighed. “Good...Thank you, I guess.”

Feeling the pressure on his arms release, the Irken scooted out from under Dib and grabbed the open bag with a disgusted sneer. Wriggling his way inside and zipping the top halfway over himself, he then peeked one eye out at the human. “And later on, I’m going to remove your hands for daring to touch Zim.”

He saw Dib roll his eyes skyward before darkness replaced his view of the boy as the zip was fastened all the way up. Zim prodded and sniffed around him before deciding that the environment was too cramped and unpleasant in smell to evoke much curiosity from him. He shut his eyes, hoping to conserve energy that he’d surely need for later.

Not surprisingly, he found himself unable to settle however. Aside from the heavy stillness and the sense of anxiety that came naturally with being stuffed into a small space that stank of must and rats and his worst enemy, two new sensations niggled at the Irken’s mind: an eerie crackling that seemed to emanate from within his PAK and a lingering visual imprint of Dib’s unusually red and flustered visage.

Hoisting the bag with his adversary in it up out of the trunk and onto his shoulders, Dib faltered momentarily before steadying himself against the bumper of the car, standing up as straight as he could in that moment. To say the very least, he felt sick to his stomach, the throbbing in his head only becoming worse now with the discovery of their previously unbeknownst stowaway. To his surprise, the small green alien was heavier than he expected as he struggled to unload the rest of the luggage from the trunk before returning back to where he’d left his father and sister.

Gaz spared him an icy scowl upon his return. “Took you long enough.” she muttered before casting the vacant road a rather listless gaze, her eyes straining to make out any signs of life coming from afar.

Going to take a seat down on the cold pavement next to the passenger door, Dib merely sighed out again and placed the bag with Zim in it directly next to him on the side of the road. For a second, he thought he may become ill, his heart still racing with adrenaline and nerves quaking with anxiety. Of all the things he could have done to shut the Irken up, why had THAT been his first instinct? He groaned again and doubled over in his spot, wishing to be struck down right then and there and put out of his misery. It was only when the distant rumble of the tow truck approaching broke him out of his current thoughts that he finally looked back up to see a rather clunky-looking vehicle inching its way along the narrow road towards their current location.

“About time they got here.” Gaz commented before standing to retrieve her baggage, Dib and Membrane following soon after.

“You folks the ones who called about the collision?” the tow truck driver asked upon slowing his truck down to a complete stop and peering out through a crack in his opened window.

Membrane stepped forward with an affirmative nod. “Yes, that would be us. We’ll need our car towed to the next town over for repairs, preferably close to somewhere that can offer us lodging for the night.” he said before then casting his kids a quick glance and noting the somewhat sour expressions plastered on their faces. “Uhh...Make that somewhere nice, if possible.” he then added, determined to keep his promise of making this trip fun for his kids, regardless of the price.

The tow truck driver merely nodded his head before pointing a thumb to the seats next to him in the front compartment. “Alright. Hop on in then. May be a bit of a tight squeeze for now, but there’s a pretty nice winter resort not too far from here I can drop you all off at. And your car can be transported to a garage just a few blocks away from there.” he said before getting out of the car to survey the damage for himself and speak with the other driver.

Eyeing the front of the tow truck with a rather unimpressed glower, Gaz was the first to approach the rusty exterior of their rescue vehicle and pull herself up into one of the front seats next to the driver’s seat. “Well, are you two just going to stand there all day or get in already?” she shot an agitated glance towards her father and Dib, both of whom hesitated to squeeze in next to her.

Not so certain there would be enough room for him to fit the bag with Zim in it next to him, Dib bit down on his bottom lip before finally climbing in after her and holding the bag in his lap, very much to his and Zim’s dismay, he was certain.

Membrane followed shortly after, pulling closed the door behind him before glancing back at a second row of seats situated directly behind the ones in front. He sighed in some relief. If nothing else, at least they wouldn’t have to be strapped in next to the other driver they’d had the collision with.

Said driver entered the cabin behind them, casting a wordless glance at the professor but quickly occupying his attention with the seat buckles when Gaz shot him a very dark look in return. The tow truck driver joined them a few minutes later, having secured the two cars firmly onto the back of his vehicle. First checking to make sure everyone was strapped in, he then turned on the engine, which produced a sound that made Dib, Gaz, and Membrane all automatically cringe.

As the vehicle crawled its way along the road into town, the truck driver attempted to make conversation with his passengers, pointing out the tavern, shops, the mechanic’s station, and some of the ‘better’ places to eat.

“Of course,” he added as they turned off the main thoroughfare and into a side street, “The place we’re going should take care of your needs for the night.”

Only Membrane attempted a cheery response back, the man behind them mumbling something inaudible as Gaz and Dib kept their gazes fixed on the street outside.

Though it was approaching lunchtime, there were few people to be seen around, those few being bundled into thick winter clothes that largely hid their faces from view. A persistent yellowish fog grazed the rooftops, indicating how high they were into the hills now.

After another twenty or so minutes, the truck finally shuddered and choked to a halt outside a wide gateway flanked by two stone posts, where a tree-lined driveway was visible beyond.

“Alright, this is your stop.” their driver informed them. “Just follow the road and reception is about a ten minute walk up the hill.”

Membrane offered his thanks and a generous tip to the driver before moving to open the cabin door, climbing down and hoisting his suitcase out. “Let’s go kids, just a little further from here.”

Gaz retrieved her bag from under the seat, turning impatiently on Dib when he struggled to maneuver out of the truck with the large backpack on his lap and finally jabbing him sharply in the ribs to get him to move, which he did, jerking in the direction of the open door - too far - and spilling out right over the edge. Gaz winced momentarily upon hearing a heavy thud and a (perhaps suspiciously) muffled groan. Jumping out after her brother once she was sure he’d had enough time to find his feet on the ground, she then donned her own bag and trudged over to where their father was standing by the gate.

Looking back when Dib didn’t immediately follow, she frowned upon seeing him propped against the side of the vehicle, grimacing in some sort of pain as he fumbled to adjust the large pack back onto his shoulders.

“Gaz, perhaps you should go and help your brother,” Membrane suggested, also noticing Dib’s struggle, though having failed to account for his fall out of the truck.

Gaz glanced at her father uncomfortably before furrowing her brow and marching back over to Dib. She wasn’t prepared to stand around here until sunset waiting for her older sibling to sort himself out, after all; especially given that she was quite keen to put the dirty rescue truck, and the other driver from the crash, behind them. Clearing her throat, she shrugged off her own backpack.

“Hey, Dad wants us to swap loads.” she lightly kicked her bag in his direction.

Blinking down at the bag kicked unceremoniously towards him, Dib stiffened in his spot before lifting his gaze to send her what could only be described as a rather horrified look, all the color having drained from his face at this point and left him a rather pale ghost white. The side of his mouth twitched momentarily as he then attempted to send her a weak smile in response. “N-No need for that. I got it.” he said before hoisting the heavy bag with the hidden Irken in it up onto his back and charging ahead of his sister to prove he was fine. The last thing he wanted was for Gaz to discover exactly WHY his bag was currently so heavy.

Noticing his sister roll her eyes at his refusal out of the corner of his eye, he then couldn’t help but sigh out in relief when he saw Gaz go to pick up her own bag again and follow behind him, her eyes boring holes directly into the back of his head as the trio made their way up the resort driveway and towards the front reception area.

To say the very least, the place seemed quite large and spacious, a few modern-looking cabins dotting the perimeter of the main establishment, which they found situated far from the main road, making for a rather serene environment. Upon entering the main lobby, they were almost immediately greeted by a vast reception area, well-lit and lined with linoleum tiles everywhere. The very center of the room held a large fountain with sheets of cascading water as well as several comfortable-looking arm chairs for residents to relax in and even order drinks from. Dib glanced about the place in some awe, just trying to take it all in. Never in his life had he ever encountered a place quite so fancy as this, the almost silent hustle and bustle of resort employees seeing to their guests in the main lobby leaving him at a loss for words.

“May I help you?” a feminine voice broke the quiet as they approached the front counter, currently being monitored by three separate receptionists.

“Ah, yes.” Membrane stepped forward to speak with the woman who had addressed them, explaining their current situation to her.

Turning away from his father as he went into some detail about how they’d come to arrive there before inquiring about a room, Dib cast the lobby yet another look over before a somewhat familiar-sounding voice coming from somewhere nearby caught his attention.

“Will that be all you’re having today, sir?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Alrighty, then! Your drink will be out in just a few short minutes.”

Dib spun around to try and locate the origin of the voice, momentarily catching a glimpse of orange right as a resort employee turned to leave a table where a rather well-dressed businessman was currently working at his laptop.

“That voice...It couldn’t be...”

Tilting his body to one side slightly to try and and get a better view of the employee who had just taken the man’s order and who was currently walking with his back to him, Dib took a step forward as though to follow behind him before being jerked back to reality when his father’s voice broke him out of his concentrated gaze.

“Wonderful! If that’s the case, then we’ll take one of the private cabins you have available on the premises.”

“Very well then, sir. Your cabin will be stationed just a short ways down the east road from here. Cabin 403.” the receptionist went to enter their information into a computer in front of her before fishing out three separate keys for the threesome to share. “The east exit is right over there. And our main lobby is open 24/7, as are its amenities. Are you in need of any assistance carrying your bags out to your condo?” she then asked after pointing out the exit they needed to take.

The professor hoisted up his case from where he’d let it rest on the floor. “My daughter and I can manage. But perhaps my son could use some help with his.” he looked to Dib, who shook his head, mumbling a quick refusal and clutching the straps of his bag tightly when an attendant approached him to offer help.

“That’s the spirit, son! We’re fine then, thank you.” Membrane replied to the attendant, who instead moved to open the specified door for them as Membrane hauled up his suitcase again and led his two kids back out onto the path.
~Cabin Fever: Chapter 3~

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Summary: Dib finds himself snowbound, in the company of two people that he never hoped to share a family vacation with. ZADAKR/ZimxDibxKeef

Disclaimer- We do not own the cartoon that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. We do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Rating: T for now with a possibility of becoming an M rating later.

Chapter 2: Cabin Fever Chapter 002Gaz was strapped into the front passenger seat by the time Dib entered the car, and it was only when Membrane pulled out into the road and they turned the street corner that she visibly relaxed.
They rode in silence for the first hour, the sky growing lighter as dawn broke on their right side. Shops, then houses, thinned out before disappearing altogether as they reached the edge of the city where tough winter grasses and shrubs dominated the foot of the hills. Even this short stretch out of the confines of the town, there was a noticeable change. It wasn’t just that the sky was a slightly less dirty color; though, there was that. It was comforting. Even Gaz and Dad seemed at ease, the girl’s head propped in one hand as she looked vacantly out the window and a relaxed slant to their father’s shoulders as he drove.
It wasn’t until they were well into the ascent that it became apparent something was not quite right. An odd scratch and thumping sound was filtering

Chapter 3
Chapter 4: Cabin Fever Chapter 004Just as the town had been largely deserted when they’d passed through it, there were scarcely any patrons to be seen around here, save for the odd guest out on the deck of their cabin and a couple seen heading down an adjacent road, which a sign marked as leading to some recreational halls nearby. In spite of the persevering cloud cover, they were able to catch glimpses of the true size of the grounds here, which stretched nearly a mile north to where higher slopes were visible in the distance. In the right winter conditions, these slopes would be swarming with people, shuttled up the ridge by a network of cables, visible now as stationary, dark veins clinging to the hillside. The place as a whole had its own crisp and clean atmosphere, and the path they were on looked to have been recently paved.
Cabin 403 left little room for disappointment. As Membrane’s key turned in the lock, the pilot lights and heating instantly whirred to life inside. Gaz was the first to put down h


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ZADAKR......pls tell me there not going to have a threesome