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"What!? Exchange!? My Tallest! My newest plan at world conquest is drawing so near! You Can't replace me with... who?"
Zim was, predictably, hating the idea, while his robot slave Gir ran around in the background, waving a fairy wand that he'd gotten in a Smiley Meal around, wearing a torn up chocolate bar costume that he'd ripped off the guy standing outside the chocolate store.
"CHOCOLATE FAIRIES!" he screeched, vanishing into another part of the base. Zim, ignoring him, glared at the picture of Rim that the Tallest had.
"Him!? He's a brand-new solider! How can you replace me, ZIM, with HIM!?"
"We're not replacing you, Zim," Red said, exasperated. "It's a program that all invaders must go through. They switch places with another invader for a while. It proves... adaption skills."
Zim paused.
"Skills? Zim has skills! Zim could adapt to any planet! How can you doubt Zim!?"
"We don't doubt you, Zim," Red said, even though Purple could be heard in the background muttering about not needing to doubt something so obvious. "It's just like a mid-term exam. Alright?"
"Exam! Zim did not study!"
"NO, ZIM. You're changing places with another Invader as a mid-term exam. Okay? You don't need to study." On a spur, Red added, "Just conquer his planet and prove you're better then him.""
"Better... Yes! I am easily better than that... Rim fool! I will do it, My Tallest!"
"You say it like you had a choice," Red muttered, but put on a big, fake smile. "Alright, Zim. The exchange is tomorrow. Pack and get ready."
"Yes, my Tallest!" he said, saluting as they vanished from his screen. Quickly, he dashed off to get ready to prove this weak new-soldier was so much weaker than himself.
ZIM!
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