Plot: Zim discovers the only way to make his way to world domination is to become president and its up to Sam, Alex, and Clover along with Bugs and Superman to stop him.
Underneath Zim's home, he was building a piece of technology in his base as he was putting the finishing touches on it until he heard stomping coming from upstairs. He glared up at the ceiling. GIR had invited people to his home for a party. That pink pony and man in red helped set everything up. Hopefully, nobody wandered down here. Since, he moved to this city, people knew he was a alien just by looking at him. They don't actually seem to be bothered by it because of the weird people in the city. Aliens, talking animals, superheroes, supervillains, imaginary friends, ghosts, this city had everything! He really didn't need to wear his earth disguise, but chose too. Dib-Stink was pleased to know that he had assistance from people to help stop him, which is even harder now because of the Plumbers, S.H.I.E.L.D, and the MIB. Even, The Avengers and Justice League are keeping tabs on him! They also seem to be keeping a eye on any other alien that seems to be a threat.
He went back to his work trying hard not to go up and reveal the location of his base. He looked over to see Minimoose in a corner sleeping. At least he had one loyal minion. He cringed as the constant stomping seemed to get louder, he couldn't help, but growl at this.
"GIR!" He yelled storming over to the elevator, but not before grabbing his wig and contacts.
Upstairs, Peter Griffin was searching for a bathroom. The weirdest thing about it was there wasn't one. He ran to Pinkie Pie, who was talking to GIR and Deadpool.
"Heypeteryoulikethepartyhuhhuh?!" Pinkie asked bouncing up and down, repeatedly.
"Yeah, yeah, love party's, where's the bathroom." Peter asked.
"Zim, doesn't have a bathroom." She replied.
"What?! Why?!" He questioned. "Is this guy a pervert or what?"
"Master, put a toilet in the kitchen." Gir said.
"What?!" Now, he really thought Zim was a pervert.
"It's true, there's one actually in there." Deadpool said turning to the readers. "I know cause I used a sponge to clean it."
Outside, SpongeBob was sitting inside a birdbath.
"I still can't get the smell off!" He complained splashing water on himself.
He stopped talking to himself, when he heard breathing behind him. He turned his head like an owl to see Old Lady Munson, glaring at him with a rolling pin in her hand making him nervous.
"Lovely evening isn't it." He said hoping she wouldn't get violent.
WHACK!
With Zim, he was sticking his head out the toilet only to see Peter unzipping his pants.
"No!" He screamed already knowing what was about to happen.
Later, Zim is seen walking out the kitchen looking disturbed. He staggered over to the middle of the room, bumping into people as he did. A blast echoed throughout the house. Zim was holding a ray gun pointed to the ceiling.
"Everyone out!" He demanded.
The front door of the house opened only for Zim to be tossed out.
"Hey!" Zim yelled.
The ray gun was then thrown at his head.
"Take that, green bean!" Deadpool yelled out the window.
Zim got up from the sidewalk, looking at his house in defeat as the door closed. Respect. One of the few things he needed. Respect.
In Washington DC, Mickey Mouse is walking down a hallway. A man is soon seen approaching him from behind.
"Phil, how's the kids?" The mouse asked.
"Mr. President, I don't have any kids... I'm just a S.H.I.E.L.D agent posing as a principle." Coulson replied.
"That's the point." Mickey said. "Helping kids with education is good with me, I'll even be a father in a couple months."
"Congratulations, sir." Coulson said.
"No, need to be formal call me, Mickey." Mickey said.
Mickey and Coulson made it to Mickey's office.
"So, what does S.H.I.E.L.D need from me?" He questioned.
"Nothing." Coulson replied. "It's what YOU need from us."
"What's that Phil?" Mickey asked.
"Protection." Coulson replied. "That speech that your going to give Monday has gotten everyone's attention."
"Phil... I've been giving speeches for years." Mickey said.
"Yeah, but the first major speech you had ended with you fighting a dragon and almost dieing." He said plainly.
"Well, Maleificent is in a federal prison, located at the bottom of the ocean along with every other Disney villain like Jafar and Hades." Mickey said.
"You know we moved them right?" Coulson asked.
Mickey looked shocked at this new information. "What?"
"It got to crowded." Coulson said. "I mean come on do you know how many Disney villains there are to round up. You have Maleificent, Jafar, Scar, Ursula, Captain Hook, Hades, Cruella... shall I continue."
Mickey gulped in fear, knowing that all the villains are out in the world doing who knows what. "Where did you move them?"
"Adam and Belle had them moved to the Isle of Lost." He admitted. "It's across the world near Auradon."
"How long was that?" Mickey asked.
"Decades." Coulson answered.
Mickey's eyes widened. "So, Belle and Adam have kept this hidden from me for decades!"
"Nineteen years to be exact." He replied.
Looking at Mickey's face, he saw his anger subside to confusion. "Phil..."
"Yes?" He asked.
"Just... how old are you?" The mouse asked.
"That's classified." Coulson said. "And I wouldn't be talking if I were you.
"Excuse me?" Mickey asked.
Coulson decided to get to the point, not wanting to offend Mickey. "I can call Adam, so you can talk about this situation."
"I suppose." Mickey said, considering the option. "At least it's not the end of the world."
"Well about that..." Coulson said knowing one important detail he should tell him.
"NNNNOOOO!" Mickey screamed.
Coulson grabbed Mickey by his shoulders shaking him until he stopped.
"Sorry." Mickey said sheepishly. "You can continue now."
"Well, what I was trying to say is Cruella... has a son..." Coulson said.
"WHAT?!"
"So, does Jafar." He continued.
"WHAT?!"
"The Evil Queen has a daughter."
Mickey sighed. "I'm actually okay with that one."
"There's more. Maleificent... has a daughter..."
SMACK
Coulson looked at down to see Mickey laid out on floor. All of this information in one day must have caused him to faint. He ran to the door and yelled at the guards down the hall.
"MOUSE DOWN! I REPEAT, MOUSE DOWN." He yelled.
He looked back down at Mickey's unconscious form. He didn't even get to tell him that the kids were good guys now.
With Zim, he was in a restaurant, alongside him were Kat and Blackfire. The three actually seem not to be bothered by each other's company. They could actually call each other friends... Evil, insane, destructive, flawed, awful, forgetful, and totally uncomfortable friends. The employee brought a bag over to them, handing it to Blackfire.
"That'll be $4.98." He said.
Blackfire stared at the waiter for a long period of time. She turned to look down at her friends. "Kat."
A butcher knife was thrown at the employee, nearly connecting to his head. He stared at the small feline with shock.
"Nevermind it's free!" He said practically running to the backroom, leaving the three alone.
Sitting down at a table the three sat in silence. With Blackfire eating her food, Zim with his head down on the table, and Kat fixing his collar, neither seemed to be bothered.
"What's wrong?" Blackfire asked.
Zim looked up across from him. "What?"
"I said what's wrong? Did you destroy your house?" She asked "Again?"
"No." Zim replied.
"Meow?" Kat asked.
"Albedo, didn't steal the Voot Cruiser!" Zim told him.
Blackfire looked around for a moment. "Speaking of Albedo, did he leave or something?"
The three looked around the restaurant, but he wasn't there. When did he leave?
"Wait!" Zim said, coming to a conclusion. "Did you say he stole my ship?!"
Kat hands Zim, a piece of paper. Zim looked confused as he read it.
"What's an I.O.U?" He asked.
"It means he is now in your debt." Blackfire stated.
"Interesting." Zim said setting it aside. It may come in handy at some point.
Blackfire was about to pop another fry in her mouth until Zim asked her and Kat a question.
"Do you think I can rule the world?"
Blackfire accidentally threw it at her eye, while Kat almost cut himself working on his collar. Both looked at the Irken for a few seconds before laughing out loud. As the two stopped, both saw Zim's expression didn't change.
"Your being serious." Blackfire said.
"Yes, now do you think I'm serious enough to take over this pathetic blue planet!" He asked.
"Um... I..." Blackfire began to
The Irken slammed his head on the table making some fries fall off the plate and onto the floor.
"Meow?" Kat asked.
Zim sprung out of his chair suprising the two aliens accompanying him. He then angrily kicked the chair knocking it down before jumping on it like a tiger.
"Meow?"
"Yes, I'm pretty sure that's called napoleon syndrome." Blackfire said not taking her eyes off the Irken.
Both stared down at the green alien as he destroyed the chair piece by piece.
"Meow?"
"Yeah, I really should stop him before the MIB show up." She replied looking around noticing the customers giving the three odd looks.
Blackfire turned back to Zim, who ripped a leg off the chair. As Blackfire was about to speak, Zim threw the leg in the air hitting Blackfire on the head, angering her.
She gave the Irken a menacing glare. "Zim, stop or I'll break every bone in your body!
Zim stopped what he was doing turning to Blackfire shocked at what she was saying. He pounced onto the table knocking Blackfire's fries off the table, while pointing a finger at her. "You can't tell Zim, what to do!"
Blackfire stood from her chair glaring at Zim, who held his ground.
"I can do whatever I want to do!" She growled.
Kat watched in amusement as the argument went back and forth.
"You can't tell me what to do, only I can do that!" Zim shouted.
"You let those leaders of yours order you around, so they tell you what to do." Blackfire pointed out.
"So? I'm supposed to listen to them." Zim said.
Blackfire pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance. "Look you can't tell people what to do and you shouldn't listen to those idiots!"
"Why not!" Zim demanded.
For the first time in this entire arguement, Kat decided to speak.
"Meow."
"What? I am a great leader!" Zim said.
"You destroyed a city on your own planet!" Blackfire retorted.
"We all make mistakes." He replied sheepishly.
"Well think about this, Twilight tells her little ponys what to do, Rick owns Morty, Captain America leads the Avengers, and even that bear is in charge!"
She pointed out the window to see Grizz on top of Panda with Ice Bear being at the bottom.
"What do they have to do with anything!" He shouted.
Blackfire could only stare. Does he not get it yet?
"Everyone that I've just said have something in common. Good Leadership." Blackfire replied.
"What does that have to do with me ruling the world?!" He yelled.
Repressing the urge to punch the small alien, she said "If your smart you'd know that to be ruler you have to be a good leader."
The words went around playing in his head over and over again. Leader. Ruler. To become a ruler you have to become a good leader. What could he possibly do? He looked at Kat, who went back to fixing his collar with Blackfire watching. He looked down on the floor to the broken chair, big pieces of wood were scattered on the floor. He noticed a small round object on the floor. A quarter. A image of Mickey Mouse was on it. Grinning, Zim walked over to Blackfire pulling on the bottom of her skirt to get her attention.
Blackfire looked down at Zim, who was grinning.
"What?" She asked annoyed.
"Could you give me a ride?" He asked innocently making her raise a eyebrow.
Back in Washington DC, Mickey was now holding a ice pack sitting at his desk as Coulson stood next to him.
"Is there anything else you need, Mickey?" Coulson asked.
He looked up at the agent. "Can you get my phone it's over on the table."
He walked over to the table near the wall picking up the phone. Before he went to give the phone to Mickey, he noticed a picture above the table of Mickey shaking hands with Bugs Bunny.
"Phil?" Mickey said breaking Coulson out of his trance.
"Sorry." He replied walking back over to Mickey, handing him the phone.
"Thank you." Mickey said.
He watched as Mickey dialed and put the phone to his ear. Coulson could hear someone pick up on the other line.
"Hello, Adam." Mickey said.
"Oh, god!" Coulson thought.
"Yes, it's nice to hear from you too, but I have to tell you something." Mickey said.
Beads of sweat trickled down Phils forehead.
"Why?" Mickey asked. "Adam... why didn't you tell me? I know you put them on a island! Why didn't you tell me?!"
Phil could hear yelling coming from the other end.
"Adam, your lying I've known you since 1991!" Mickey shouted. "That's a long time for me to know when you lie!"
"How old is Mickey? He doesn't look a day over twenty." Coulson thought.
"I'm the president!" Mickey pointed out. "You have to inform me of decisions like this especially if they have children... Yes, I know they have children... Ben is dating WHO!
BEEP
"Adam? Adam!" Mickey said pressing the ice pack harder on his head as his headache got worse.
"You want some painkillers?" Coulson asked.
"No, I'll call you if I need anything." Mickey replied.
Nodding, Phil left the office closing the door behind him. Mickey stared at the ceiling thinking as he left.
"I'm about to be a father, but I'm worried about a child's heiratage." Mickey thought. "Maybe, I should meet them. Adam and Belle are coming Monday along with Ben, who's dating the daughter of Satan. I still can't see Maleificent as a parent. And after this argument with Adam, he'll be eager to prove me wrong... like always. They can't be that bad... but if I see a giant dragon so help me I'll get the wa-"
He was snapped out of his thoughts by the door. Looking at the door he noticed it was cracked.
"I'm fine, Phil." He said.
The door opened all the way to reveal nobody was there. Getting out of his chair, Mickey walked towards the door. Looking both ways down the hall there was no one in sight. Closing the door, Mickey walked back over to his desk but not before taking another glance at the door. Sitting back down he noticed a shadow on the floor only it wasn't his shadow. Looking up at the ceiling, he saw Zim using his spider legs to attach himself to the ceiling.
Letting out a battle cry, Zim dropped down from the ceiling attempting to land on Mickey. Mickey moved out the way just in time for Zim to land on his chair breaking it.
Getting up, Zim glared at the mouse. "Rodent! This planet now belongs to the Irken Empire!"
Mickey looked confused out of his mind. "Irken?"
Mickey didn't have time to think as Zim lunged at him using his spider legs. One tried to hit Mickey, where he stood only for him to move and punch Zim in the face. Zim tried doing the same thing as before but this time with two legs raising them high trying to hit his opponent but Mickey slide under him. Zims two legs became stuck in the floor much to his disbelief.
"No! Now?!" Zim thought.
While he was trying to get them out, Mickey took this opportunity, getting to his feet he ran to Zims back leg jumping on it, making it hard for him to stand. Turning around Zim was punched again by the mouse. Zim staggered, but due to this he managed to get a leg unstuck, using it to smack Mickey across the room.
"HAH!" He laughed as the mouse hit the wall.
"Where's Coulson, when you need him?!" Mickey thought.
Outside, all of the S.H.E.I.L.D. Agents along with Mickeys guards were at a muffin stand. Though they didn't seem to be there for the muffins they seemed to be there for the woman serving them.
"Here's your fourteenth muffin, sir!" Blackfire said.
Coulson smiled. "Thank you."
Phil handed Blackfire a dollar. Blackfire watched as Phil ate his muffin as he walked towards the back of line and in front of him were twenty shield agents. Behind her was Kat, who was making the muffins behind a bush using hair balls.
With Zim and Mickey, the mouse ran to a stone head of Fred Flintstone (Flintstones). Lifting the head revealed a red button. Pushing the button made the painting of Mickey and Bugs fall on the the floor revealing a giant gun. Picking up the painting, he threw it at Zim only for him to smack it in annoyance. Looking over at Mickey, who now held the gun with both hands. Shooting Zim once a small circular object hit him in the chest looking at it he saw it was a blue and yellow ball with a red star on it.
Picking it up, Zim let out a bowl of laughter that echoed throughout the room. "Is this one of your silly little earth games? Hah! Pathetic!"
Mickey smirked. "Oh, it's not on MAX power yet."
Turning the switch to MAX, he shot at Zim again this time hundreds of Pixar balls hitting him over and over. He managed to stop some balls from hitting him with his legs but most of them still managed to hit him.
In the Hall, Donald and Goofy were walking to Mickeys office with a muffin for him. They were about to knock when they heard screaming and crashing noises.
"We really shouldn't disturb him." Goofy said.
"Why?" Donald asked.
"Remember when Minnie was in there..." Goofy trailed off.
Donald then sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. "Oh, yeah."
Back in the office, Zim continued to get hit by balls. He then jumped behind the desk to take cover. Mickey stopped as he saw Zim go behind the desk. Walking slowly behind the desk he noticed Zim wasn't there. Turning around he was met with a plunger attaching to his face.
"MEET THE PLUNGER OF DOOM!" Zim yelled.
Zim then began to plunge his face as Mickey shot the balls around the room wildly. Some of the balls eventually hit Zim, making him let go of the plunger. Mickey pulled the plunger off his face only for Zim to grab onto to the other side as if they were playing tug of war. Each pulled ferociously trying to get the weapon out from each other's grasp. Zim took this opportunity to hit Mickey in the chest with his one of his spider legs knocking him back to the desk hard.
A few minutes later, Coulson peeked into the office to notice Mickey was sitting in his chair as if he'd been in the same position since he left.
"Did you need anything?" He asked.
"No, I'm fine." Mickey replied.
Coulson stared at the mouse in confusion, there was something weird here. He looked around the office, everything looked the same as last time he was in here but the picture was a bit turned to the side.
"Well call me if you need anything." Coulson said.
Mickey watched as Coulson left not noticing the grin on Mickey's face. As the door closed, Mickey grabbed his face and took it off revealing it to be a ID mask. Zim sat in Mickeys place turning the chair to look out the window to the view of Washington laughing sinisterly as he did.
