Scoria: Haii people… It is I, THE ALMIGHTY SCORIA. And I have a story for you. Watch in AWE *points to Dia*
Dia: *presses button on suspiciously-laser-like-thingy* *laser-thingy breaks*
Scoria: aww… Eh. Anyway. WATCH DA SCREEN THING EH
A short Irken with a pink Invader's uniform on is sitting in a high-tech looking room, looking at suspicious blueprints.
"DIA! Get yo face in here!" she yelled.
Another Irken, wearing a violet-purple Invader's uniform, poked her head into the room. "What?"
The pink-uniformed Irken threw the blueprints at Dia and started typing on a computer. "Get Sal to build that. And tell her not to use exploding cheese this time…" the Irken ordered, typing vigorously.
Dia raised a non-existent eyebrow while looking at the plans. "What are you planning now, Scoria? Sneaking into the Tallests' ship? HA!" Dia then began having a laughing fit, not noticing the sour stare Scoria was giving her.
Scoria rolled her eyes and returned to her plan.
Meanwhile, on the Massive. . .
The 'Almighty' Tallests Red and Purple were hovering in front of the screen, watching a huge version of Zim tell them about his latest plan.
"And THEN! Then, the ship will go up into the Dib-beast's brain and make him un-smart. Smart, huh?"
Red looked at Zim in disinterest. "Didn't you already try that?" he asked dryly.
Zim froze. "Uh... DO NOT QUESTION ZIIIIIM!"
Red shared a look with Purple and he shrugged. "Well that sounds interesting and all, but-"
"Incoming transmission from Earth."
"-we have to take a call from… Earth? Uh, well, yeah. Good luck with your brain-killing ship." Purple said in a rush, and the transmission cut.
Much to the Tallests' displeasure, Zim's face was replaced by that of the well-known devil-Irken.
Purple groaned and Red yelped as her zipper-toothed grin appeared on the screen. "What do you want, defect?" Red mumbled.
"Watch it, strawberry, I can plan your demise," Scoria threatened, making both Tallests flinch.
"What do you want?" Red repeated. Scoria's grin returned. "I just want to warn you, you may be experiencing ship problems. Snack-disappearance, control malfunction, the works. Bye strawberry, bye plum." With that, the transmission cut.
Red shared a look of terror with Purple.
"SNACK-DISAPPEARANCE?"
