Well, this is my first Zim fanfiction. Enjoy!

And yes, i am friends with Tallest Blue and Tallest Yellow. Hope you like this story!

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In the dark smeetery, one of the tubes lit up. The robotic arm raised up and took out the tube, and breaking it like an egg. The smeet landed, face flat on the floor, just like the rest of the smeets body. The arm attached the PAK onto the smeet, and the smeet raised up his head, and his eyes where as orange as the sky of Irk. The smeet had two atennaes, which were bended at the top, signaling that it was male. A dark, deep voice came from all around it, and the voice said, "Welcome to life, Irken child. Report for duty."

The smeet immediatly stood up and half-staggered, half-walked to the exit. He then stopped and looked around, and saw a red button on the wall.

He started walking towards it, and walked a lot more balanced. The smeets over-powering curiosity made the smeet want to know what it is. He tried to touch the shiny red button, but he was too small. His bright, orange eyes narrowed in fustration.

Suddenly, two spider legs came out of his PAK. He was raised high enough to be eye level to the red button. He noticed there were several Irken words around the button. they said something like 'Alarm' and 'Do not Push'. He wondered what they meant, but his curiosity soon ocercame his pondering. He pushed his three-fingered hand onto the red button, pushing it all the way.

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The sound woke up all nearby Irkens, and they soon began running around the smeetery, and some began running around in circles. The smeet was on his side laughing like a mad man. Soon all the Irkens were puzzled. They soon started yelling at each other, and running in circles. Eventually, a high-ranking officer was sent to investigate.

The officer looked around, and spotted the hysterical orange-eyed smeet. The officer marched over and glared down at the smeet. The smeet was rolling side to side, and the officer turned off the alarm.

The smeet adruptly stopped laughing and looked up to see himself surrounded by irkens.

The high-ranking officer siad, "What. Is. This?" The other irkens shuffled and shrugged. The smeet got up, held out his hand, and said, "HI!" in a rather sweet tone.

The officer studied the smeet, and noted the smeets strange eyes. "Did you set off the alarm?" The officer said. The smeet said, "Was it a big shiny red button?"

The officer nodded. "THEN YES I DID!" said the smeet.

The officer sighed. So this was the latest soldier. Whoevers training this smeet is gonna have a tough time. Then the officer noticed the held-out hand.

The smeet jerked it a little

The officer stared at the hand then back at the smeet, then back to the hand.

The smeet looked quizzicaly at the officer and said, "The idea is to SHAKE the hand, not stare at it."

Some of the other irkens giggled, and the officer stared at them. "Sorry." They said. The officer stared back and slowly, very slowly, shook the smeets hand.

"Good! You got the hang of it!" The smeet said jovially. Then all nearby irkens started laughing. They were quieted by the mute threat held in the officers eyes.

The officer looked back to the smeet and said, "Report for duty... Orange."