Once upon a time, on a tiny sparkling planet made of bouncy clouds, there lived a little alien named Zibby.

Zibby wasn't like the other aliens. They all said long complicated greetings like: 'Greetings, fellow life-form, may your oxygen levels remain optimal!'

But Zibby? He only knew two words. And he loved shouting them. Loudly. All the time. 'Six... seven!!' (while waving both arms like he was balancing two giant invisible pizzas).

One day, while bouncing around, Zibby stumbled upon a mysterious, swirling rainbow portal.

Whoosh! He lost his footing and fell right through the glowing colors, tumbling through space and time.

Meanwhile, on Earth, it was a perfectly normal Tuesday at a noisy middle school playground.

Suddenly... BOOM! A giant puff of green smoke erupted right next to the hopscotch lines.

As the smoke cleared, a small green alien with three wiggly antennae stood up and dusted himself off.

He looked around at all the staring humans, took a deep breath, and immediately yelled: 'SIX... SEVEN!!!'

All the kids froze. Then one boy whispered, 'Yo... he just said the thing.' Another girl gasped, 'HE KNOWS!!'

In three seconds flat, the whole playground turned into a screaming sea of kids doing the Six-Seven dance: Hands up, hands down, shrug shoulders, shout 'SIX-SEVEN!!!' like it was the secret password to the coolest club ever.

Zibby was so happy he started spinning in circles. He thought he had finally found his people!

But then the bell rang. RIIING! Everyone stopped dancing and ran inside for math class.

Zibby didn't want to lose his new friends, so he followed them right down the hallway (because why not?).

In the classroom, the teacher, Mrs. Gable, pointed to the chalkboard. 'Who can tell me what 8 × 7 is?'

Silence. Everyone stared at their desks. Then, from the very back row... a small green hand shot up.

The teacher pointed. 'Yes... um... new student?' Zibby stood on his chair, antennae wobbling, took a huge breath...

And screamed with the biggest smile: 'SIX... SEVEN!!!' The whole class exploded. Kids fell out of chairs laughing.

The teacher just sighed, rubbed her temples and muttered, 'I'm too old for this meme...' But Zibby? He was having the best day of his entire alien life.

Because sometimes you don't need a big explanation. From that day on, whenever anyone felt nervous, bored, or just alive, they would whisper 'six... seven' and do the little hand wiggle.