°•~Invader Zim X Reader~•°

I Need Tacos!

You were at a formal clothing store in your mall with Gaz, who just came shopping to hang out with you. She decided against going to the skool dance.   
You were looking at all the options for the dance that you were actually going to go to with Zim! You were so excited. A little nervous too. Suddenly you remembered Zim asking what students wear to skool dances. You replied with the best thing that they had in their closets. Did Zim have anything else to wear? You had only seen him in his Irken uniform. Would Zim consider that the best thing in his closet? Knowing Zim, he probably would.

"I'm guessing that Zim will be in his normal outfit, so maybe I should base my clothes around those colors too?" You said to Gaz, wanting her input.

"Wear what you think is best. If you want to match with him then something pink or red for sure." She said, not taking her eyes off of her console.

"Agreed!" You exclaimed. The both of you walked towards the red clothing items. You got grabbed some potential candidates and Gaz carried a few as well. You went to the pink dressed and suits too, and grabbed some more you thought might look good.

So you went into the dressing room and tried them on!

"This one?" You asked.

"Too red." Gaz replied.

"Maybe this?"

"Too pink."

A few outfits later and you come out in some attire that you think might be the winner! Not too glittery or ruffly. It has accents of black included as well!

"This is it! Perfect for the dance, right Gaz?"

Gaz looked up from her game and nodded, smiling. Gaz didn't smile much, so you knew that she must also like the dress if she was grinning about it.

You let out a celebratory yelp and changed back into your normal clothes. You payed for the dress and got out of there!

"You hungry, Gaz?" You asked, clutching your stomach. I guess trying on all those dresses worked up an appetite.

"Yeah." Said Gaz, nonchalant as always. You made your way to the food court. But you heard screechy, high-pitched voice yelling (or sobbing) at a cashier.

"B-but I need tacos or I will explode. AAAAAAA!" Exclaimed Zim's robotic companion.

"GIR! Quit drawing attention to us!" Zim ordered to no avail.

"Zim!" You happily walked over to him and gave him a hug. Gir went quiet to stare at you both before letting out a cry of joy.

"YAY!" Gir's enthusiasm caused you to be a bit flustered but you payed little attention to it. You, Gaz, Zim, and Gir all sat at a table for four. You sitting in front of Zim and Gaz in front of Gir.

You asked Zim what he was going to wear to the dance and he admitted that he hadn't given it much thought. You assured him that it was fine and he could just wear what he usually wore.

Gir's tacos and your usual order of food were ready. Gir inhaled his food quickly and you followed shortly after because of how hungry you were.

You were curious as to why Zim was at the mall, since he seemed more like a stay at home person "So what brings you to the mall?" You asked.

"Gir. He needed to try tacos at this food court specifically because he saw an add on it for television." He replied obviously a little upset about being dragged out of the house on a weekend.

You hummed a response not knowing what else to say. You and Gaz parted ways with Zim and Gir a bit after the conversation and you all made your way home.

A/N: Aaa! I'm so sorry for this hiatus!!! I've been having major writers block and haven't had much time for this because of school and extracurriculars but the show is back on the road! Feel free to leave critiques and ideas for future chapters!