"Now, first, you need proper etiquette. Your trainer should be here
any moment now." Red said as we entered a huge room with a long table.
Suddenly, a small Irken with pink eyes came rushing into the room with
three books under her arm. "This is Smiff, she will be helping you with
your etiquette. Smiff, this is Silver." "Pleased to meet you, Smiff!" I
curtsied, but without much luck, because I tripped and landed on my face.
The two Tallests laughed, and Smiff helped me up. "I see I have my work cut
out for me..." she sighed. "I'm sorry, I'll try really hard to be proper, I
promise!" I apologized. "No, don't be sorry, we'll try your posture first."
Smiff said, putting the books on my head. "Now, try to get up and walk
around, without the books falling off your head." I managed to get up, and
I scooted around, my arms out for balance. I traveled all around the table,
and when I was back to where I started, I shouted, "Hah! Mission
completed!" The books, after that, suddenly fell off my head and onto my
foot, and I yelped in pain. "Yup, my work is cut out for me." Smiff
giggled.
At the end of the day, I was just about as etiquette-riddled as you can get, and I went for a walk outside. I walked to a big hill that overlooked the whole city, and sat down. I was worried about Irk, the Zlingaroids might have driven us to doing combat with them, and I didn't want to see any of my kind getting killed or hurt. "Shit! Why do they hate us so much? What's my past? Why can't I understand any of this, I'm like a freaking deleted hard drive off of a computer!" I shouted, pounding the ground with my fist. Suddenly, I heard a voice call out, "What are you doing all the way up here?" I looked over, only to see Purple, smiling at me and waving. "I've been thinking...why can't I remember any of my past?" I asked. Purple sat next to me and sighed, "Nice night, the stars are out."
"It's like, where do I come from? What was I doing before I entered the academy?"
"Yup, and Irk's moon is full tonight, so lovely..."
"And also, why do the Zlingaroids hate us so much...are you listening to me?"
"Yes, I was trying to change the subject, but it seems that you really want to know your past...You, actually, are from Earth, your mother was a great Irken, but she betrayed us by socializing with a human. You were much to small to fend for yourself, so the armada brought you back to Irk. They sped your aging up, so you'd be the same age as Red and me, then, slowed it back down and preserved you until a few years ago, when you entered Irken academy." Purple explained. I sat there for a second, in shock; then, I fell back and gazed up at the stars, a tear falling down my cheek. "So, then why am I so tall?" I asked. "Your father was tall, most humans are tall, but that's the only trait you inherited from him, besides acting like a human, and you wouldn't let go of that pink cat." Purple replied. I pulled Mev out of my pocket, "That's where I got Mev, prolly from my parents..." I hugged my little cat, and looked up at the sky. "But anyways, it really is a nice night, isn't this the night where every year the stars and moon are clearest?" "Yes, it's the most beautiful night in the whole year..." Purple smiled. I looked back up at the sky, and smiled, that warm, secure feeling was surrounding me again. I got up, and put my hand down on something, besides the ground. I was accidentally touching Purple's hand, and my eyes widened. I blushed and pulled it away. "Ahh! Sorry, I didn't mean to do that..." I apologized. "Nah, don't be, it was a accident." Purple said. The rest of the night, Purple and I talked about the Zlingaroids, not too much of a pleasant conversation, but he thought that I ought to know about it. It seems that the Irkens and the Zlingaroids had had a terrible battle before, and the Zlingaroids had been forced to live in another galaxy.
At the end of the day, I was just about as etiquette-riddled as you can get, and I went for a walk outside. I walked to a big hill that overlooked the whole city, and sat down. I was worried about Irk, the Zlingaroids might have driven us to doing combat with them, and I didn't want to see any of my kind getting killed or hurt. "Shit! Why do they hate us so much? What's my past? Why can't I understand any of this, I'm like a freaking deleted hard drive off of a computer!" I shouted, pounding the ground with my fist. Suddenly, I heard a voice call out, "What are you doing all the way up here?" I looked over, only to see Purple, smiling at me and waving. "I've been thinking...why can't I remember any of my past?" I asked. Purple sat next to me and sighed, "Nice night, the stars are out."
"It's like, where do I come from? What was I doing before I entered the academy?"
"Yup, and Irk's moon is full tonight, so lovely..."
"And also, why do the Zlingaroids hate us so much...are you listening to me?"
"Yes, I was trying to change the subject, but it seems that you really want to know your past...You, actually, are from Earth, your mother was a great Irken, but she betrayed us by socializing with a human. You were much to small to fend for yourself, so the armada brought you back to Irk. They sped your aging up, so you'd be the same age as Red and me, then, slowed it back down and preserved you until a few years ago, when you entered Irken academy." Purple explained. I sat there for a second, in shock; then, I fell back and gazed up at the stars, a tear falling down my cheek. "So, then why am I so tall?" I asked. "Your father was tall, most humans are tall, but that's the only trait you inherited from him, besides acting like a human, and you wouldn't let go of that pink cat." Purple replied. I pulled Mev out of my pocket, "That's where I got Mev, prolly from my parents..." I hugged my little cat, and looked up at the sky. "But anyways, it really is a nice night, isn't this the night where every year the stars and moon are clearest?" "Yes, it's the most beautiful night in the whole year..." Purple smiled. I looked back up at the sky, and smiled, that warm, secure feeling was surrounding me again. I got up, and put my hand down on something, besides the ground. I was accidentally touching Purple's hand, and my eyes widened. I blushed and pulled it away. "Ahh! Sorry, I didn't mean to do that..." I apologized. "Nah, don't be, it was a accident." Purple said. The rest of the night, Purple and I talked about the Zlingaroids, not too much of a pleasant conversation, but he thought that I ought to know about it. It seems that the Irkens and the Zlingaroids had had a terrible battle before, and the Zlingaroids had been forced to live in another galaxy.