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The Massive was soaring around space as it was currently being repaired due to the destruction caused by the Florpus. To no one's surprise, it was because the Tallests were ever so stubborn. But that was the least of the Tallest' worries right now.
"No, Purple!"
Purple had his hands in a pleading manner to his glaring partner, "But come on Red, it will be such an amazing idea in the history of ideas!"
Red took a deep breath after sipping his soda. "Look Pur, if this was from someone else, maybe I would agree to it, but this is not something I'm accepting." Purple blinked. "Why?"
"Well..." He got in his face before he yelled. "BECAUSE IT'S FROM ZIM!" His voice made Purple fly to the ground. "Honestly Purple, I thought you were better than this." The purple-clad Irken got up and dusted himself off as Red said this. "Well, maybe we can just pretend it's not from him?"
"You know, it's very hard to forget or pretend ever since he had us launched into that wretched anomaly hole!", Red glared.
"No, hear me out!", Purple said with his hands up. "We can tell them that we thought of the idea and not Zim and take all the credit for it." Red thought of it for a few seconds. "Well, we can work something out to prevent an incident from happening while not having the incident trying to happen by appearing... OK let's do it!"
He pointed to some comms officer. "You! Get the table-head drones to prepare for the event and you, make sure to alert all invaders but make sure that Zim's computer does not get the message and that's an order!", he shouted.
"Yes, my tallest!", the officers saluted as they started to make the announcements.
"This is going to be the best idea I've ever thought of." Red said with prided glee.
"Aww! But I thought of it first!", Purple whined