Zadr Oneshots

A Night to Remember 🌸

Fluff requested by YourBasic_Gay_ass

Ever since he had heard of prom, Zim was stoked for it. The very idea of winning a competition for prom royalty was exciting. Especially since he knew he would win.

He could picture everything. Walking down the red carpet holding a bouquet and waving to his adoring fans as he passed by. Then being crowned by the staff as they the cheered him on. But that wasn't the best part. It was the look Dib would have on his face. He would be so ashamed that nobody voted for him. So ashamed!

Zim made sure that he would win. He bought a long, magenta dress from a fancy website for a couple thousand earth dollars. The top part of it exposed his shoulders, which was part of his diabolical plan. According to the staff at his hiskool, shoulders were very distracting to the boys. Apparently they were attracted to them, so he knew that he could get their votes.

Besides that, he also acted way friendlier to his colleagues than before. He supported them and even helped them study for major tests and exams. Of course, it was just for their votes, but they didn't need to know that. All that mattered was that Zim would get what he deserved. The title of prom queen.

At first he was thinking of running for prom king, but when he saw the list for the latter he quickly changed his mind. The best girl running for prom queen was Gretchen Davis, so there was no competition there. All he had to do was show up and that was it. He could already hear the crowd chanting, "Zim! Zim! Zim!"

"Zim!"

The Irken snapped out of his trance to see a pissed off Dib.

"You better not be planning anything! I actually want to enjoy my prom!" Zim chuckled.

"Bold of you to assume that I need to plan! I've already decided to run for prom royalty!" He announced proudly. "Then, once I'm elected, I will rule over your filthy prom! And then the world!" He started laughing maniacally, but Dib wasn't impressed.

"Yeah right! Do you think anyone in their right mind is going to vote for you? If anything, they have a higher chance of voting for me!"

Zim brushed off his statement with a flick of his wrist.

"Whatever, just don't come crying to me when your wittle hopes and dreams are PULVERISED!" He laughed to himself again and walked away confidently.

Did Dib seriously think he had a chance against him? How pathetic! Zim was definitely excited to see his sad face now. In fact, it was probably the best thing that was going to happen!

He strutted into his house and got his outfit ready. Underneath the dress he had decided to wear his normal boots, just in case there were any attacks. He saw no point in wearing heels, since you can't run in them. They're pretty useless, and really, their only purpose is to make people look nicer.

Then, he groomed his antennae and placed his wig on his head neatly.

"There," he stated. "Zim looks perfect!"

He looked towards the analog clock on his wall to check the time. A loud gasp was audible.

"6:45?! I'm going to be late!"