A/N: Hey guys! I decided to continue this as a journal. I've figured some things out thanks to a few reviews sparking new ideas. Big Thanks to Invader Rose Tyler and Cat Fishy!

P/N: Actually this is a message from Almighty Tallest Miyuki regarding the question of the Cat Fishy woman. The Fish woman asked if a smeet could be made with the same DNA as the previous Tallest then have the PAK of the previous Tallest installed to buy said Tallest more time to find a cure.

There are in fact two issues with this idea; the first being purely political, the second being genetic. As to the political one that simply means that if other Irkens found out that the Tallest was being recreated to live longer then they would begin to question our authority, and through us, the Control Brains. Many would question what right the Tallest has to keep living when other Irkens die and are simply put into the Control Brain's database.

The second problem is a bit more complex. You see, the computer that creates the DNA sequence for each smeet is strictly a scrambler. It mixes the genetic codons then it places a newly made cell with that DNA strand into the smeet pod. Mixing DNA, and doing it correctly, is very complex and difficult. Attempting to record all the original data, of every smeet it created, would be impossible without causing some sort of malfunction.

The reason we cannot take our current DNA and clone it has to do with the fact that as DNA ages in the body it degrades slightly. This is, of course, all the more true when it involves a Tallest. If a smeet were created with the degraded DNA it would emerge from its tube with the same physical ailments as the previous Irken had died with.

That, unfortunately, is as simple an explanation as is possible to give. Now I have much Tallest business to attend to. Where are the doughnuts?

Purple: So there you go Cat Fishy. It took me forever to get her to write it down for me. I added that last comment because that's what she said when she left the room. Funny right?

Year 7 Day 18

(Continued about what happened on the 16th)
"So what can we do?" Red's antennae were low and his hands balled into fists. Tallest Miyuki got up and floated to the door. Speaking to someone outside she waved them into the room. Instructor … err maybe I should call him Scientist Lard Nar stepped inside. I switched my PAK to translate –by now I had gotten good at it. He looked at us surprised.

"You're kidding..? Those two?" His horns twitched as he looked between us. I always wondered how those really solid horns could move in a way similar to our antennae. When I asked Red about it after we had left he said he was 'glad to hear that I hadn't lost my ability to notice random things.'

Tallest Miyuki nodded. To us she said, "As of now your biological studies classes are canceled. You will instead report to a lab we have set up devoted to the study of this mutation."

"What about combat and weapons classes?" I asked.

"You don't get out of it that easily." Soldier Blert entered the room and stood beside Scientist Lard Nar. His face was smiling but his antennae were low with worry. I wonder when he learned of all this? Tallest Miyuki nodded again.

"We can't excuse you from all your classes. Anything you would miss in your biological studies, you will most likely learn during your time with my team of scientists."

"Do we get any choice in this?" My antennae stood straight up as I heard Red ask this and Tallest Miyuki lowered hers. She folded her hands behind her back and stood straight; her eyes narrowing on Red.

"What other choice would you need?"

Red returned her look. "Will Instructor Spork be there to help as well?"

"Unfortunately," Tallest Miyuki said not losing her commanding presence, "Taller Spork will be busy with other duties."

"What other duties?"

"You answer to me, Little Smeet. Not the other way around." She was forceful in her words, causing Red to close his mouth and look away. Tallest Miyuki sighed and floated over to us. She put her hands on our shoulders. "Please understand… this is not just about you two. Our way of life is structured from the belief that being tall makes you strong. If the general population were to find out that the Tallest is actually the weakest… Our planet would fall into chaos." I looked up into her blue eyes and saw how sad and scared she looked. But she wasn't afraid for herself. She was afraid for our planet. Our species.

"We'll help!" I had agreed before I even knew what I was saying.

XXX -Today/Yesterday- XXX

We've been moved to a larger lab. Last night we slept in a special room prepared for us. They gave us some of the studies they'd already done on failed cures. We tried to sleep but instead we sat up for a long time just talking about that.

"This is too hard…" I complained. "I don't understand half of this junk."

"Well maybe you shouldn't have agreed to help if you can't understand it." Red didn't even look at me. He just kept skimming over study after study.

"Well what other choice did we have?" I tried to keep my voice calm but just thinking about it scared me. "Red, I don't want to die."

Red sighed and set down his papers. He didn't say anything. I sat on my new bed with my legs pulled up to my chest and my head resting in my folded arms. I had wished I could just hibernate and forget everything I'd just learned. Maybe if I didn't know then I would be able to accept it when it comes… but now… it just seems so unfair.

I could feel my eyes growing hot. I didn't know it then but now I know that it meant I was about to start crying. I'd never cried before today. Hopefully I never will again.

I couldn't stifle my light sobs. Red hopped off his chair and came over to sit by me. He didn't say anything. I didn't mind though. It wasn't a bad silence. Comforting sadness/fear just isn't in our natures. Just the fact that he came to sit by me to prove I wasn't alone was far more than any other Irken would do, and I was really grateful.

My PAK must have activated hibernation in order to calm my nerves, because when I woke up it was dark and Red was asleep. It was weird for my PAK to reactivate me at such an early time. It's internal clock told me I still had several hours before daylight so I sat down to write this entry.

I never really thought about how important this journal might be. But now with everything that's going on… I need to make sure I keep writing as much as I can. Maybe someone will read this later and figure out something we didn't. That's not to say that I'm not really hoping that we figure it out first.