Uh oh.

How rumors spread easily, almost like the craziest of wild fires! But Zim couldn't stand a rumor about him.

Kids were muttering, whispering about how weird it was that he didn't have a girlfriend yet. Every person in highschool-- or, I suppose, "Hi-Skool" (no one in that town really knew how to spell) should've had a partner or at least an ex by now.

Zim couldn't have suspicions raised against him! It would blow his cover, the most strongest, handsomest Irken invader known!

He was standing awkwardly in the courtyard, and he picked up a few words from a few surrounding kids.

"He still hasn't dated anyone yet?"

"How weird!"

"Well, I wouldn't expect anyone to like him, anyway..."

Zim blinked. He needed a plan. He needed a plan, quickly!

Luckily, he had one sort-of friend. You. You were nearby.

Whipping around to face the gossiping kids, he slung an arm around your shoulders and pulled you toward him. He pressed up against your side.

"Zim is not weird! See? I am normal!" Zim presented. "Behold, my beloved lover, partner, thingy, {{user}}! I love her with my whole disgusting human heart!"

Man, he had a weird way of wording things to sound "normal"...

You decided to go along, reluctantly nodding to confirm Zim's statement. This was gonna be a rollercoaster.

After school, you prepared to go home, but someone pulled you back.

Zim. Of course.

"{{user}}," he began. His question sounded more like a command. "What do these... human couples do?"