It was the first день of skool. Skoodge and I walked into the classroom.
    “Class, meet our new classmates. Say your name and anything else Ты want to say before I change my mind about letting Ты into the classroom.” The weird human teacher, Ms. Bitters, said.
    “I’m Skoodge.”
    “I’m Del, and I’m glad to be accepted as fellow smeets, или worm Дети or-“
    “That’s all Ты can say now, so shut up, RIGHT NOW! Del, Ты can sit behind Cynder. Skoodge, sit behind Zim. Now, as Ты probably already know, we are all doomed…”
    As I went to sit, Cynder, the girl Ms. горькое лекарство, настойка, биттеры mentioned, a girl with black, untamed, yet perfect hair, gave me a questioning look. I nodded. Her sparkled with understanding. “So Ты are from where I am!”
    “…and we are all doomed so might as well accept it.” Ms. горький continued with her lesson.
    Doom may come sooner than Ты think! I thought. Just than I felt a spitball hit the back of my head. I turned around to see Aza, Zim’s trainee, holding a straw.
    “What was that for?” I asked.
    “Zim is so much better than Skoodge. We WILL take over Earth, and without YOUR help.”
    “I never сказал(-а) Ты wouldn’t,” I said, turning my head. Her response was three еще spitballs.
    
    I sat by Skoodge in the cafeteria and poked at the food. What living thing could eat beans and not suffer side effects!? I do not like beans.
    Just then I heard my name. I turned my head to see that the boy from my улица, уличный was pointing to me. “Dib,” a kid said, “Del is not an alien.” “Del! She’s an alien. Skoodge, too! Can’t Ты see it!?” Anger surged through me. I got up.
    “I am an alien about as much as Old Kid или Keef is! Really, if anyone is an alien around here, it’s you. Big head, always talking about aliens. I bet Ты know all about aliens. Let’s see, how is the Irken government worked?”
    “The Tallest are the leaders,” the boy Dib responded.
    “Right. What is the intergalactic Еда planet?”
    “Foodcourtia.”
    “Correct. See, he knows all about aliens!”
    “You knew those things, too.”
    I glared at him, “Don’t push it.”

    When we got home, I did some research on Dib and aliens. What I found was the Swollen Eyeball. After I had joined under the name Agent Arotled, I looked for Dib’s Agent name, Agent Wolfman. When I opened up the call, Dib was mumbling to himself.
    “Stupid Del, and stupid Zim, and…”
    “Agent Wolfman, I believe and trust Ты on your opinions and experiences with aliens. I am doing some research on the behavior of Irkens. Will Ты tell me about the aliens Ты have encountered?” I asked.
    “Really!? Ok, um, there’s Zim. He was the first one to come here…”

Three hours and 2 Irken Poop Cola Pooptarts later…

    I perked up when I finally heard my name.
    “Then there’s Del. She’s strong, and can defend herself. She turned the tables on me really fast! She’s smart, and she has the bluest of eyes,” Dib sighed. “She’s really cool. I like her. A lot.”
    I blushed. “Umm… that’s all the time I have now. See Ты at Sko- I mean later. Bye!” I ended the message.