You know I don't know why I came up with this. So…don't ask. Yeah. That is all I'm gonna say. Oh wait! One, more thing. I do not own invader zim. I don't understand how people think I could own invader zim.
The proposal
It was evening on Irk, the half moon illuminating a pale gray robot standing next to a black cat. Few stars shone above them but they were to absorbed in their own worlds to seem to care.
"Mimi, I have somethin' to ask you." Gir whispered to the slender black disguised SIR robot.
Mimi purred slightly. "What, Gir?"
Gir stared at his feet, hesitant for once. "Well…I mean…would you…um…"
"Spit it out!" Mimi lost her temper. She was kind of sassy lately. Well, sassier than usual.
How do I do this again? Gir thought. He knelt down on one small knee and took out a ring the shape of a taco.
Mimi's eyes went wide. "Gir…are you…"
"Yes, my dear Mimi. W-will you marry me?"
Mimi was silent and Gir began to have a panic attack. What if he was mistaken and she wasn't ready? How would he be able to ever get over her?
After not speaking for five minutes, Gir's eyes dropped to the ground. He felt ashamed for trying to ask Mimi for her hand (or in this case paw) in marriage.
He began to put the taco-ring back in his head when he felt a warm paw on his shoulder.
Mimi's red eyes were glowing and she looked more beautiful than ever. Gir sighed at what he had thought he lost. All the beautifulness of her soul was enough to take the breath away of even the deadliest of all aliens and robots.
"Gir, I thought you would never ask! Of course I will marry you!"
Gir cried out in pure joy and wrapped his arms around his fiancé.
"I love you. I'll take good care of you, I pomise."
"I love you too."
Right then all that seemed to be alive were them two. not a single soul was there.
they were in love and that was all that mattered.
Gir and Mimi lay together on the hill and gazed up at the sky where some more stars we joining those around them.