Dlbn: Hey there, everyone, and welcome to another late chapter of Supreme Dissolution!

Nbld: Sorry about the delay, but writer's block and life have been teaming up to kick my ass for the past few days (plus I was at a concert Tuesday night), so I wasn't able to get to finishing the chapter and updating until now ^^"

Dlbn: Before we ramble, we should get started!

Nbld: Right! Time for the Review Corner! Thank you to Achlys, Sam, and Lolibeagle for reviewing! Cookies and punch for you all!

Achlys: My friend has it, but I don't XD If the Mayans are right, I will be very-very-very-very-very-very-very-very surprised XD The day they predicted is also the day after my last day of class for the semester, and the birthday of one of my favorite anime characters XD I want to see canon Zim in a suit though XD

Sam: Yeah, it was a little sad, definitely -hugs- But they'll be okay… ^^

Lolibeagle: Zim's just excited about prom, and nervous about the Armada approaching, that's all. Prom is coming up soon! But the Pre-Party is gonna have to be first!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Invader Zim or any related characters, species, or items contained within. They belong to Jhonen C. Vasquez. I DO own Keyvine/Krill, his Computer, and Hannah. They are mine. I make NO money off of writing this here fic.

Dedication: This is dedicated to two local students who were rear-ended and killed by a drunk driver earlier this week. It is also dedicated to their respective boyfriend and girlfriend, who were in the car with them and are in the hospital I critical condition. They are four good kids who had no alcohol in their system that night and were taken by a selfish, moronic man who got behind the wheel drunk. RIP to two, and a quick recovery to the others.

000

After arriving at Keyvine's house, the elder Irken unlocked his front door and the four went in to await the arrival of the others. Dib and Keef let out surprised gasps as they looked around the well decorated rooms. The ceiling had green garland draped around it, with little shamrocks hanging from it. The tables bore rainbow tablecloths, and little rainbow decorations hung in the windows. A gold pot sat containing red punch on the table, and the snacks were shaped like horseshoes, shamrocks, rainbows, and what looked like a horrible attempt at a rabbit's foot that turned into a light bulb. The cups and plates were stark white, but Zim and Keyvine had made sure that there was a little rainbow ribbon around the edge of each plate. It had been the most annoying part of the design, but it had worked. There were rainbow ribbons decorating the backs of the chairs; tied in bows. Keyvine walked over and turned on a portable radio to have it play generic pop music that filled the room.

"This is…this is incredible." Dib informed, looking up at the ceiling to see the draped green fabric and helium balloons of different colors floating in the air. "You and the girls did it all alone?"

"I helped." Computer added in. "My screen can't come down because of the fabric, though."

"Good." Keyvine said. "I had to listen to you complain for hours about what a shitty job we did. I don't want to have to see you throughout the whole party."

"Well, how rude!"

"Come on, Keyvine, don't be rude to your Computer." Zim ordered. "It's a party; be nice."

"Thank you, Zim."

Keef's eyes were lit up with a combination of salty tears and a hopeful, glittery look cast by lights. "This is…this is everything I could have dreamed of." He grinned widely. "Everything fits in with the theme, and it looks so professional, considering it was done by a bunch of high school girls and two Irkens."

Keyvine and Zim laughed.

"I'm sure the others will love it too." Dib said, pulling Zim close and kissing his temple.

"The girls liked it, so I assume your friends will, too."

"When are the others coming, Dib?" Keyvine wondered.

"Zita's mom wants to take pictures of them from six to seven, so they'll only come for a little bit. Around 7:30 or so." Dib explained.

"Alright."

The doorbell rang a few seconds later. Zim was the one to go to the door and open it. Gaz stood on the other side in a slightly-longer-then-knee-length black dress and black flats. She held her Gameslave in her hands, playing it as always, and wore her skull necklace as more of a choker.

"Hey, Gaz. You look nice." He greeted.

"Thanks." She shoved past him. "I'll be playing my Gameslave." She walked over to a chair and plopped down, crossing her legs carefully as she played.

"I wouldn't expect anything less, Gaz." Zim laughed.

A car horn honked outside and Zim looked back out. An SUV had pulled up to the house. Gretchen, Melvin, Dirge, and Morla climbed out of it; the two boys in the back with Morla and Gretchen in the front.

"Hi, Zim!" Gretchen greeted, waving.

Her hair was let down for once, but a piece was pulled back on each side. It was curled slightly as it fell over her shoulders and little bangs fell to swoop over her left eye. She wore a long, sleeveless, light golden dress that trailed behind her. She wobbled slightly on gold heels, and carried a gold purse. A string of pearls was around her neck. Zim couldn't tell if she had makeup on or not, but he assumed it would be golden shades if she wore it. She had orange and gold flowers in a corsage on her left wrist.

"Hi, Gretchen!" Zim waved back. "Hi Gretchen's mom!"

"Hi, Zim!" Gretchen's mother called back, waving from the driver's seat. "You look great!"

"Thank you!"

Gretchen's mother said something to Gretchen, to which the red-violet haired girl nodded. Zim took the time to take in inventory of the others that had arrived with her. Melvin was wearing a black suit with an orange tie and white shirt underneath. He had an orange flower in his pocket. Dirge was in a dark grey suit and wore a bright blue tie. He had a white flower in his jacket pocket. Morla was the last of the four in the car. She wore a knee-length robin's egg blue dress with spaghetti straps. She wore navy flats and carried a sparkling robin's egg blue purse. Zim noted a tiny dash of pale pink on her face, most likely lipstick. She wore a corsage of robin's egg blue flowers and white baby's breath on her left wrist. Her hair was short, so there wasn't much done to it. A silver headband was visible through her hair, though. It was glittering from the reflection of streetlights on it.

Gretchen's mother pulled away as the four kids made their way up Keyvine's driveway. Zim let them in and heard them break out into compliments and chatter with the males already present before he shut the door.

000

Dib's friends had arrived for the party at 7:15, instead of 7:30 as Dib had assumed. They looked as stunning as the GLASS members did; all dressed and ready to party. Zita had her hair down and curled. She wore a short, sleeveless red dress and matching red flats. She had a red rose corsage on her right wrist, and carried a red purse with her. She had on red lipstick and smoky-style eye shadow. Brian wore a black tux with a red rose in his breast pocket. He wore a red tie over a white shirt as well. Jessica wore a white dress that was long in the back, but shorter and exposed her knees in the front. Her hair was put up in a bun and she had some white flowers perched in it, to match the white carnations around her wrist. She wore a pearl necklace and matching earrings. Her lipstick was pale pink, and her eye shadow was white with silver eyeliner. She had a white purse as well. Torque wore a dark grey pinstripe suit with a white shirt, and matching white flower in his tuxedo pocket. He had a black tie on. Sarah wore a long dark blue dress that touched the floor and hid her feet, which she wore navy flats on. Her necklace and earrings were silver, and her corsage was pink. Rob wore a black suit with a white shirt, navy tie, and a pink flower in his tuxedo pocket. Even though Gaz was into her video game most of the night, the entire group had fun at the party, and didn't realize it was almost 8:15 until Keyvine excused himself to go to the bathroom and was told by Computer. It appeared Computer had been shouting about it for ten minutes, but the music had been too loud.

"Keef!" Keyvine called to his boyfriend, turning down the music. "When is the limo getting here? We're not walking, are we? Not like this!"

Keef gasped. "I was supposed to call them!" He said. "When we were ready to leave. They were on standby! What time is it?"

"8:15!"

Keef shook his head. "No, no, no! They probably gave up on us!" He pulled his cell from his pocket and dialed the number he seemed to strangely know by heart. "Hi, this is Keef. My friends and I had you guys on standby with a Hummer limo?"

Everyone watched as his face fell.

"No…I…I understand. Thank you, and sorry for the inconvenience." He ended the call and put it in his pocket. "They…they gave up on us…the Limo is gone."

There was dead silence in the room. Not even Computer had a sarcastic remark to make.

"What…what do we do now?" Jessica wondered. "All the other companies have to be booked solid on Prom Night…"

"My mom can drive four of us." Gretchen offered. "Would anyone else's parents be willing to drive?"

No one replied, signaling that they didn't have a willing parent to chauffer.

"A cab?" Morla offered.

"Way too expensive." Brian argued. "And we'd need a few of them to bring us all there."

"We can walk…" Keef offered softly.

"Not in these clothes, we can't." Gaz argued, shaking her head as she didn't look up from her game.

Zim thought it over for a moment. They could combine his and Keyvine's ships to carry everyone together, but then they would expose themselves not only to their unknowing friends, but to the entire school and anyone who was dropping students off for Prom. There had to be something they could pull together. Carpooling was out of the question, as was a cab, walking, or the bus. But what could they do? An idea popped up into Zim's head and he snuck out towards the bathroom. He pulled Dib's cell phone that he had swiped moments before to dial. He went through the contact list to find the right person. When he found it, he hit the 'call' icon next to the name and waited for someone to pick up.

"Dib?" Membrane's voice wondered from the other end. "What are you calling for?"

"It's Zim." The Irken replied.

"Zim? What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." Zim said. "Well, something is, but not major."

"Yes?"

"We lost track of time, and by the time Keef called the limo company, they had already given up on us and used our limo for something else. We have no way to get there, so I was wondering…um…do you have something we could borrow to get there? Keyvine's a licensed driver, and…"

"You have no ride?" Membrane wondered. "Hannah!" He called into the background. "Come over here, please!"

Zim heard whispers on the phone, but he didn't hear what they were saying.

"What's Keyvine's address, Zim?" membrane asked.

Zim answered him and Membrane repeated it to Hannah.

"I'll send Hannah and a guard to pick you all up in my personal limo, okay? The one I use to go to live events and stuff like that."

"Thank you so much!" Zim answered. "I really owe you one for this, I really do."

"No you don't." Membrane said. "You might be my son-in-law one day, and family does this kind of thing for each other, okay?"

"Y-Yes, Sir…"

"Good, now run along and enjoy your Prom. Take a lot of pictures!"

"We'll have Keyvine's Computer do it."

"His Computer?"

"Robotic extensions that Keyvine can program." Zim swatted at a robotic limb the Computer had decided to slap him with for the comment.

"Interesting…I should discuss that with him some time. Anyway, I'd better go. You and your friends have fun. It's a ten minute drive, so get everyone ready."

"Got it. And thanks again."

"You're welcome, Zim. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Zim hung up and bounded back into the living room to hear everyone arguing. He took a deep breath and yelled; "Hey, shut up!"

They all listened and turned to face him.

"What is it, babe?" Dib wondered.

"I got us a ride."

Everyone began muttering back and forth.

"How?" Keef wondered.

"Let's just say I called in a favor."

Keyvine went pale.

"Not like that, you idiot!" Zim scolded him, flushing. "And not form who you think. It'll be here in ten minutes."

"It has to fit everyone." Morla reminded him.

"It will, I promise."

The teens and Keyvine spent the next ten minutes finishing up their snacks and drinks. After ten minutes had passed, a car horn honked outside. One by one, everyone filed outside and were greeted by the sight of a white stretch limo. A guard stood by the backdoor and pulled it open, smiling.

"You kids have a Prom to get to, don't you?" He wondered.

"Zim…" Gaz trailed. "That's dad's limo."

"I know. I called him."

"How?" Dib asked. "You don't have a cell."

Zim sheepishly handed Dib his cell back. "I may have swiped this from your pocket."

"Oh…you." Dib laughed.

The teens climbed into the limo, with Keef and Keyvine coming in second to last, and Zim and Dib being last. The guard shut the door behind them. A blonde woman in a lab coat sat by the sliding window between the driver and the passengers. She whispered something to the guard before turning back as the limo began to take off.

"Hi, I'm Hannah. Membrane's new Lab Assistant. Pleased to meet you all." She smiled. "Who called?"

"I did." Zim informed.

"So you're this possible future son in law Membrane always goes on about, hm?"

Zim and Dib both flushed.

"Dad needs to shut up…" Dib muttered. "Wait, what does he call you?"

"Oh come on, Dib, it's not like you don't know you're going to pop the question one day." Torque winked.

"Well…I…s-shut up…"

Everyone laughed. Hannah grinned. "Well, let's get you all to your prom, huh? You don't want to miss out on the big night."

Everyone went back to their chitter-chatter as the Membrane Industries limo made the journey from Keyvine's well decorated base to the decked out school for one of the best nights of their young lives.