Hey guys! I bring you a shipfic! Yay! And just in case you were wondering, this is indeed going to be Zim x Mabel! Hooray! BTW, this entire story is pretty much a parody of Soos and the Real Girl. Seriously guys, I'm like freaking out as I'm writing this! Okay-kay then, ONWARDS AEOSHIMA!

PS: Sorry I had to delete this story and then start the whole thing over, but for some reason this fanfic was being stubborn and not letting me post my new chapter.

Nice to meet you.

Where you been?

I could show you incredible things.

The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and everything seemed to be happy. A certain little alien in class was having his sweet fantasies of all the humans on Earth slowly bleeding to death with all of their insides exploding, smiling pleasantly to himself while he was stuck in his daydream.

"Class," hissed the harsh voice of Miss Bitters, "it is to my most absolute disgust that the skool board is throwing a dance by the end of this week, in which everyone is required to go or they will be expelled." All of the kids cheered, and immediately started asking each other to go to the dance. Soon everybody had a partner, even the big-headed boy named Dib, who somehow got stuck having to go with Gretchen. Zim just sat in his seat awkward, uncomfortable with all of the disgusting human relationships!

"I see you don't have a date Zim. The only one who doesn't! Almost seems a bit alien to me." Dib teased. The Irken began to silently panic. The stink-boy was right! He couldn't be the only one without a date, it could expose him and jeopardize the entire mission! Suddenly, the skool bell rang, dismissing all the children. Zim quickly went back to his base, and started pacing back and forth.

"What am I going to do? If I don't have a date soon, then I will surely fail! And the last time I tried to learn about love..." Zim cringed at the memories of Tak. Zim's "serious thinking" was interrupted by several loud noises coming from the upper level. Zim growled, frustrated by his little robot slave always making a mess of things. He put on his lenses and wig, and headed for the top floor. When he got there, he was surprised to see Gir wearing his dog disguise with a laptop, pressing many buttons.

"OO! And I want that and that and eeheeeheehee!" the crazy little robot squealed.

"GIR! Where did you get that...strange book computer?"

"I gotz it from the street! And I'm buyin' all these things! WEEEEEE!" Zim looked at the laptop screen, and understood from his little knowledge of the humans that Gir had been buying all of these random things off of Ebay. There was suddenly a ring from the doorbell. Gir squeeled in excitement and rushed over to the door. When he opened it, boxes upon boxes of things that Gir had purchased rushed into the house like an angry mob of fans.

"Gir!" Zim cried out while he was piled under some of the boxes.

"My master!" Gir cried out. "Don't worry! I'll save you!" Gir ran over to save Zim, but then got distraced by all of the boxes. He opened one of them, and grabbed an old video game from the box.

"Oo! She has pretty hair!" Gir cried out. Zim pulled himself out of the boxes, and gave his robot a look of hatred and annoyance. However, he suddenly forgot his frustration when he saw what Gir was holding. He grabbed the video game from the his hands, leaving him crying, only to find another cool thing in another box and forget what he was upset about.

"Interesting." Zim said to himself as he read the cover:

Romance Academy

On the front, there was a picture of a pink-haired girl with ginormous eyes that were highlighted the same color as an Irken's eyes! Zim turned it over, and saw that it read:

10/10 Basement dwellers recommended!

"Games made for people living in bases to educate on romance?" Zim said. "This is going to be most helpful for my very important mission!" Zim decided that he was going to install this in his computer right away, and learn the best he could on how to get a date for skool. He headed down to the lower levels.

"Gir, don't disturb me! I have very important work to do!" Gir saluted to Zim with red eyes. Once Zim was gone, his eyes turned back blue, and he made a huge cannonball with the boxes.

As the alien headed down, he stared at the game.

"Let this Romance Academy commence!"

Magic, madness,

heaven, sin,

Saw you there and I thought:

Oh my gosh!

Look at that face!

You look like my next mistake!

Love's a game,

wanna play?

Disclaimer: The song I am using in this fic is called Blank Space, and it is completely owned by Taylor Swift (if you haven't heard it, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN). I just wanted to use it so badly because the song itself fits Giffany perfectly! Anyways, please R&R, share with your friends, you know, all that jazz. Journal Sketch is out!

New money,

suit and tie.

I can read ya like a magazine.

Zim grabbed the disk for the dating simulator, and inserted it into his advanced computer software. Once he did, he saw a sign that came up onto the main screen that read:

YEAR 2000 ELECTRONICS

"Astounding technology!" the alien marveled. He then saw the menu for the game pop up. It was all pink, and he saw the option that said START. He clicked on it, and saw a scenery of strange Earth plants that were full of...pinkness.

When the cherry petals of magic romance academy are in bloom...anthyding can hadplen.

Zim was fascinated with the game-and such an amazing spelling job! The screen opened up to the scenery of a classroom that was much more clean looking than the classroom that he went to. Standing there in front was the same girl that was on the cover of the game case. Her bright magenta eyes seemed were so full of life!

"Oh, hi there! My name is Giffany. I'm a new schoolgirl at School University. Will you help me carry my books?" she asked. On the side, there were three options to choose from: Yes of course!, I am impatient! Date me now! and Hey look a squid!

"Invaders don't need to hold books! I want the dating to begin now!" He clicked the second option, and a red X came on the screen.

"What is this? Are humans required to carry books in order to get dates?"

"That's okay." Giffany reassured. "Try again!" Cautiously, Zim clicked on the first option. Across the screen, it said 1000 LOVE POINTS! Money poured down, as well as a cat that was randomly added in there.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! VICTORY FOR ZIM!" he cheered.

"What do you want to talk about?" Giffany asked.

"There's even more?" he asked. "Why don't we talk about the upcoming DOOM on this f-f-filthy planet?"
Giffany laughed.

"Heeheehee! You are so strange and funny!" She smiled. Zim looked a little bit shocked. Was the programming for this game supposed to be interactive?

"How are you talking back?! You were sent by the Dib-stink, weren't you?!" He just knew that Dib had to be behind this! Giffany laughed again.

"No. I am...special. You bought me, and I'm going to love you forever and ever." Zim was kind of creeped out now.

"Who...are you?! ZIM demands to know!"

"Like I said before, I'm Giffany, and I hope that you'll never leave me, Zim."

Zim shrugged. The programing was so probably so advanced (for human technology anyways) that it was built with interaction.

"Okay then, Giffany," Zim said, "What do you want to talk about?"

Ain't it funny

rumors fly.

And I know

you've heard about me

so hey,

let's be friends!

I'm dyin' to see how this one ends!

Grab your passport,

and my hand.

I can make the bad guys good for a weekend.