"My Tallest! I have come up with the most ingenious plan yet to destroy the Hyuuumans!"
"Oh joy…" Red said unenthusiastically.
"There is no possible way that this will fail!" Zim held up a frightened looking chicken in one hand and a can opener in the other. "It's quite simple really."
"Look, we have a lot of things we have to do today, so-"
"Wait! Don't you want to see the brilliance of my AMAZING plan?" He brought the can opener closer to the chicken.
"Zim-"
"See, this may look like a primitive Hyuuuman device known as a 'can opener'."
"Um, what?"
"A can opener. Ya' know, to open cans."
"What is a can?" Purple was confused.
GIR was squealing in the background, now gluing random paper to Mini Moose. Zim ignored them and said: "It is a small container that holds food stuffs. See?" He held up a can of beans.
"I… see…"
"Anyway, this may look like that, but really, it is also a laser shooter that-"
GIR ran up to the screen. "HI PEOPLEZ! YOU GETTING ME PIZZA? PIZZA!"
"GIR! SILENCE!" Zim grabbed him and threw him across the room, then held up the chicken once more. "Now, allow me to demonstrate the power of my device-"
"Wait-"
The can opener started glowing oddly, and the chicken clucked nervously.
"Now, my Tallest, witness the immanent doom of-"
"ZIM!" Purple finally yelled. "WE DON'T CARE!" He gasped and covered his mouth.
Silence.
"W-What?" Zim lowered the objects, clearly shocked.
"Nice going." Red muttered.
"My Tallest, what do you mean? S-Surely you-"
Purple sighed and looked at Red. "I'm sick of this. I mean, it's not even amusing anymore! Now it's just… dumb."
"What is?" Zim had dropped the chicken, which was now being chased by GIR across the room.
"Okay, fine." The other Tallest sighed and folded his arms.
"Zim, you are not on a 'secret misson' to Earth."
"What? But I-"
"You are not even on a mission at all!" Purple turned to Red. "Man, this feels good to say!"
"Can I join in?" He asked.
"By all means."
"Zim," Red continued. "We lied to get you to go away. You were not supposed to get to any planet- heck, you were not supposed to survive the trip!"
"But, my Tallest!"
"We don't like you at all Zim." Purple told him. "We never had. We hated you as elites, and we hate you still, even now."
"But-"
"Goodbye Zim. And, uh…" He paused to look at Red. "Never… EVER… call back."
The connection was broken, leaving Zim standing there, quite shocked.