Introduction
"We need an heir!" Purple announced to his red-eyed counterpart.
Red voiced his first thought, "We can't do that, we're both male!"
"We don't have to do it that way!" Purple said slyly. Red could tell that he had formed some sort of clever plot that came once in a lifetime for his co-tallest.
"First, why do we need an heir?" Red asked.
Purple sighed, "We're not going to be tallest forever, so why not raise a smeet ourselves? He could take over for us when he got tall enough."
"How are we going to get to Irkens to," he paused, "do it… for us?"
"We'll need to find a male stupid enough to do anything for us-"
"-Zim!" Red interrupted.
"Purple nodded and continued his thought, "Even though it should be an honor for any Irken to father the 'chosen smeet.' And then we'd have to find a female Irken that he absolutely hates."
"Go on…"
"And we'd get some sort of love potion and spike their drinks…"
"And… ewwwwww…" Red finished.
"Exactly! They would both be so disgusted that neither one would want to keep it!"
"But wouldn't they just give it to the control brain?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there…"
"You're brilliant!" Red exclaimed the words he never thought he would say.