A/N: I don't own Jhonen Vasquez. His mother does. Enjoy. ^.^

Red and Purple stood in front of the Control Brains. Zim stood in a corner of a room where a guard was... well, guarding him, incase he got into trouble like he always does.

"We have thought over your proposition," The Control Brain to the left began, "and we must decline."

"What? Why?" Both Red and Purple yelled at once.

"The shorter Irkens could never accomplish anything as a leader! It is the tall ones who can truly dominate the other species. You are suggesting we completely change the rank system! What would it look if a shorter Irken, the size of Exile Zim, tried to tower over a much taller Irken such as yourself? The taller would surely win even if he were a service drone!"

The Control Brain in the middle spoke in a much angered tone, "Besides, Exile Red, you have disobeyed us by seeing Tallest Purple and-"

"That's not his fault!" Purple interrupted, "It was mine! I was the one that went to Earth!"

"Silence!" He shouted then continued what he was saying to Red, "And not to mention you have brought that idiot here!" He pointed to Zim who was playing with some wires. He accidentally broke them in half which shut off a main computer. He nervously pretended nothing happened and stood in front of the damage. Red mumbled something under his breath about Zim and the Brain continued, "Therefore, we are deactivating you no matter what Tallest Purple says."

"Oh, come on! Not this again!" Purple whined.

Wires shot out from the ceiling and hooked themselves up to Red's PAK.

"Can I at least say something?" Red asked irritated.

The Control Brains looked at eachother but nodded and the wires shut down.

"If I've learned anything from being with Zim for two weeks straight of him talking non stop about himself, not to mention the three months on the way here, is that I actually had a somewhat good time with him. This is coming from a guy who would throw an Irken that size out the airlock for just smiling at me! I don't even like the fact of an Irken his size becoming a Tallest. I mean seriously. A Tallest? No way! But after seeing how Irkens treat me just because I'm shorter... Well I hate it. I despise them all! And now you are deactivating me because I'm short! Now I understand how hard a short Irken's life is. The point is, this whole society system is pathetic!"

"Ha! In your face!" Zim shouted, pointing a finger at the Control Brains and laughing.

The Control Brains ignored Zim's outburst and thought about Red's small speech.

"Exile Red, you are acting like a defective," the Control Brain to the right commented and continued, "however there is no bugs in your PAK. I shall not go along with your idea of changing the system, however, I do believe you deserve your rank as Tallest again. You have been a good leader to this society and if Purple left his snacks to find you, you should be worth some admiration. Maybe one day we will consider your proposition."

The wires retracted back up into the ceiling.

Zim stormed over, "When you do change the system, then you better look out. I'll be the next Tallest in line." He smiled proudly in his small stature.

The Brains sighed heavily and turned to both Red and Purple, "Make sure he gets back to Earth."

Both Tallest nodded quickly, Purple and Zim headed back to the ship but Red stayed and bowed. "Thank you."

"Do not think we are letting you go so easily," the Control Brain in the middle began, "We will be watching you to see if a Tallest with such a small height can truly give orders."

Red sighed and nodded, "I understand." With that he turned and walked back to the ship.

"Well this trip has been great, but I've got to get back to Earth and crush those tiny Earthlings like the superior being I so am." Zim said as he got inside the Cruiser. Red and Purple stepped in as well. "Tomorrow I plan on killing them with explodey acorns of doom!" He cackled evily.

"Zim you aren't-" Purple began but Red nudged him.

"Just let it go."

"You! What are you looking at?" Red asked a Service Drone as he leaned his back forward to get eye level with him while also towering over him. He once again wore his Tallest robes and armor.

"N-nothing, sir!" The service drone cowarded, saluting. He knew he shouldn't of glared at Tallest Red when he gave an order. It's just... even after five months he couldn't get used to the fact of Red being Tallest when clearly he was not the Tallest Irken anymore. Why the Control Brains allowed him to become the leader again, he would never know. Perhaps it had something to do with Zim... he heard he messed up some major computer system while he was in Judgementia...

"Then get back to work! You were born to be a service drone, so do it!" Red ordered and hovered over to his co-ruler.

The small Irken hurried to obey his Tallest's order. 'You'd think he'd be nicer now after realizing he was given a chance to be something his height wouldn't allow,' he thought bitterly.

Purple smiled smugly as Red sat in a chair across from him.

Red noticed his creepy smile and raised an imaginary eyebrow. "What's up with you?"

"Nothing..." Purple replied then held out two rectangles that looked similar to a candybar, "just this!"

Red opened his mouth and gawked at the rectangles. "Shocolax? How did you get it?"

"Nu uh! Not telling!" The violet-eyed Tallest handed his companion a bar of Shocolax, which he gladly took.

"Fine," Red grumbled, "don't tell." He unraveled the bar and took a bite. It was the sweetest snack he ever tasted. Not even donuts could compare a fraction of this taste.

A technician walked up and bowed to his leaders. "My Tallest, we are ready for the plummetting of Planet Reccmor, invaded by Invader Derb, to begin," he said.

"Alright!" Red grinned in excitement, "let it begin then!"

The techician bowed and signaled for everyone to begin.

Red and Purple kicked their feet on the table in front of them and relaxed their hands behind their heads.

"What should this planet become now that it's been dominated to the Irken Empire?" Purple asked as he gazed in awe of the laserbeams hitting the planet. He smiled at the species' screams and pleas for mercy. It was a sweet sound indeed.

"Hmm," Red tapped a claw to his chin in thought, "how about another weapon-making planet?"

"Perfect."

The two friends continued to watch the horror outside with pleasure, and just enjoying eachother's company. Ah, it felt good to be a Tallest.

Red wondered for a moment if he should start being nicer to the drones, they kinda deserved it after all... Ah well, he'd think about it later.

The End