I walked slowly down the sidewalk, busy and bustling as it was; filled with mainly middle schoolers hurriedly escaping from the place of learning probably to go off and do idiotic things. But not me, I was in no hurry for I had no place I needed to be. I shrugged my messenger bag full of assignments and sketchbooks off and adjusted it onto the other shoulder and brushed a few long strands of golden hair from my face.
"Luna! Luna!" A familiar voice shouted. I felt a smile forming on my lips as I spun on my heel to face the source of the shouts.
I clasped my hands behind my back and smiled as I faced my best friends as he ran toward me. "Hey Dib," I said with a small wave, "Hello Gaz," I said, acknowledging his sister who walked farther behind him, eyes glued to her Game Slave 4.
"You're still coming over today right?" Dib asked when he finally caught up to me.
"When have I ever not?" I said with a grin. "But, I was hoping we could stop at FYE first; I have a bad craving for pokey and Ramune," I said sheepishly.
"Fine by me, besides, they might have the new documentary on extraterrestrial activity,"
"M'kay, hey Gaz!" I called looking over my shoulder, "You wanna come to FYE with us? They might have a new shipment of games,"
"Games?" She asked, looking up abruptly.
"Yeah, I heard they're supposed to have Pizza Zombie 4 in today,"
"Let's go," She said, walking ahead of us. I let out a small laugh and Dib and I followed behind, arguing who would win in a fight, Vampires or Aliens; my side was with the Vampires.

"No way! Aliens have huge laser zapping spaceships! They would crush the bloodsuckers!" Dib exclaimed.
"Dib, in hand to hand combat, ray guns and stun lasers or not, Vampires would crush Aliens with their stealth, speed, and power," I stated, just as we arrived at our destination. Gaz had left us and was now at the back of the store scanning through the Game section.
"Come on Dib, I need my Japanese snack food~!" I complained, wrapping my hands around his arm and pulling him into the store.
"Alright, alright," Dib mumbled, allowing me to drag him over to the anime and Japanese sweets section.
My eyes roamed the shelves of pokey first, trying to decide what to buy. Oh! They have blueberry flavor now. I eyed the new addition of colored boxes on the shelf, already quite a few boxes were missing and I silently cursed myself for not getting here sooner; you could never find the blueberry flavor anywhere save for the Internet, and shipping was a b****.
" Are you gonna buy it or are you just gonna stand here and stare at it all day?" Dib asked teasingly.
"Yeah, yeah," I mumbled, sweeping my arm across the shelf of blue boxes, piling them into the shopping basket I'd grabbed on the way in, emptying one and a half shelves after having added a few boxes of the chocolate flavor as well. I then skipped along to the next few shelves over, pulling a second basket out from under the first and proceeding in the same pattern as the shelves previous, only much more carefully as to not damage the bottles of Ramune.
"Sure you got enough there?" Dib asked with a smirk.
I ignored him, walking to the DVD section. "Let's go get you Documentary then Alien boy," I said walking away to the middle of the store.

"What's in there? Did you buy the whole store?" Gaz asked when we met up outside of the store and noticed my 'luggage' Dib snickered, but again I ignored him.
"Not quite the whole store, more like a whole section," I said with a grin, "It's kinda heavy though," I mumbled.
"Why don't you just have Dib carry it?" She said, with a slight glare toward her brother. Dib paled at the suggestion.
"That's a great idea Gaz," I said with a grin to rival the Cheshire Cat's. "I'll be nice though Dib, you only have to carry one bag," I stated, "You get to carry the Ramune," I said, handing him the bag of glass bottled sodas.
"Thanks," He grunted.
"So Gaz, what games did you get?" I asked, matching my step to hers. I listened as she gave the titles, giving descriptions on each; we discussed a few of them in terms of special game actions and moves and she agreed to let me borrow a few when she was done. Soon enough she went to playing one of them on her Game Slave and I found myself looking to the sky and sometimes the occasional animal that wandered or flew by. This was probably the only reason I noticed the small mass of shimmering twisted metal glinting in the evening light. It was crumpled in an alleyway slightly ahead of us amongst broken beer bottles and tattered blankets and fabric left behind by the homeless; At first glance it would probably just look like a pile of junk or tin cans, but looking closer I made out glass eyes and mangled metal limbs.
"Dib, hold this please," I said softly, pushing the bag of treats into his already occupied arms.
"But- L-luna!" He called feebly, watching me walk to the edge of the alleyway.
I leaned down next to the metal thing, my knees scrunched up to my chest as I peered down on it. Leaning forward slightly I poked what looked to be the metal creatures' arm cautiously. The bright purple eyes of glass flashed, lighting up for a second at the same time that its fingers clenched and opened repeatedly like a newborn baby. I leaned back again eyeing the peculiar thing before scooping it up into my arms and standing.
"Luna?" Asked Dib, standing at the mouth of the alley; I could feel his concerned gaze upon me even with my back turned.
Turning to face him with the thing still in my arms I said simply, "I want to fix it,"

I guess saying 'I want to fix it' wasn't entirely accurate considering the amount of skill I had with fixing things.
Dib frowned at the table before him, laden with machinery and spare parts of shining metal, along with quite a few tools; some of which looked dangerous or even deadly. The boy at my side sighed.
"How am I supposed to fix this?" He mumbled. "I don't even know where to start; I never had the time to fully examine Irken technology," He growled in frustration.
Irken... Technology...?
"So there's nothing we can do for it...?" I asked sadly.
"I didn't say that, it's just gonna be a little more difficult," He stated, "I'm sure Zim would know how to fix it..." He mumbled, his tone turning bitter.
Zim... I'd heard that name before... Dib claimed him to be an alien whom he had almost daily battles with; an Invader set on ruling, or destroying the earth. He even had pictures of him scattered all across his room in his 'human disguise' along with other research materials; the subject of the photos had blue eyes and black hair, and light green tinted skin; which Dib told me the 'invader' claimed to be a skin condition. He was my friend and all but, sometimes I worried about him; this was turning into an obsession.
"Was it still functioning when you got to it?" He asked.
"Just barely,"
"Did it seem, Intelligent?"
"I can't quite say, it was only functioning for a second" I replied.
"This is still good though, this must be another robot like that GIR thing Zim has. But now I finally have a chance to study his technology, maybe even use what I learn to finally reveal Zim for what he really is!" He said, now excited; I raised an eyebrow at him but let him continue, "Just think of what this means! It's a huge breakthrough in my research! By studying this... robot maybe I'll even be able to find Zim's home planet if it has any sort of tracker or GPS," Dib rambled on excitedly.
"Alright tech boy, but don't go forgetting me when you become famous for your excellent findings," I said with a smirk. "I see there's not really anything for me to contribute here so I'll get out of your way," I said walking out of the kitchen and into the living room, grabbing a box of pokey and a bottle of Ramune before sitting down on the couch next to Gaz. Not very long afterword's I found myself lapsing into unconsciousness.

I don't remember what I dreamed about, when I woke up It was a few hours later, the cause being Dib shaking me awake.
"Luna, wake up," He whispered. "Luna," He said again when I still didn't stir.
"Mmmn... What time is it...?" I mumbled tiredly, opening my eyes halfway, my green eyes meeting Dib's gold ones.
"It's almost nine,"
"W-what? I was out that long...?" I said, abruptly sitting up straight in bed, almost bumping into Dib before he moved at the last second.
"Yeah, but," he started. "I have something to show you," He grinned and took my hand, pulling me to my feet and heading toward the kitchen before I had a chance to get over the rush of dizziness that came with the sudden movement.
"Dib, what are you-"
Dib placed a finger to his lips, signaling me to stay quiet before he left me standing in front of the kitchen table while he stood in front of me.
"Just be patient," He said, grin still in place. "You know the thing you asked me to fix earlier?"
"Yeah...?" I stated, oblivious to the true meaning of the question in my still tired state. "Oh!" I exclaimed, now catching on. "You…you fixed it?" I asked my voice filled with poorly hidden anticipation.
"See for yourself," He said, stepping aside.
A small gasp of surprise caught in my throat. On the table stood a small, shiny metallic body with the same vivid purple eyes that had stared at me in the alleyway; though what was before me now was a far cry from what it had been then. The small robot had a rounded cylinder shaped head with an antenna on top, the violet eyes were half lidded at the moment by silver 'eyelids' with a curved line on each to look like eyelashes. The body was shaped like an hour glass and on the stomach was a purple triangular 'door' the hands had four fingers on each hand and the feet were rounded with no toes.
The whole time I stood watching the robot, it was watching me, its lidded eyes slowly widening the longer it looked, possibly in recognition though I wasn't sure for I didn't know its intelligence.
I looked to Dib for a second somewhat in awe before looking back to the small robot.
"Do you have a name...?" I asked hesitantly unsure if it could even, speak let alone if it had a name.
"Daia," It said, its voice sounding slightly robotic, yet still distinctly feminine.
"Daia...?" I murmured slowly, testing the name out.
"My name is Daia, master," It, well, she said again.
"Master...?" Dib and I said at the same time.
"What do you mean... master...?" I said.
"Do you not understand the word?" She asked, sounding almost... confused.
"I understand the word…" I said slowly, "But why are you calling me that...?"
"You are the first being I saw upon regaining functioning capabilities, I assume you brought me here where your..." She trailed off, looking to be in concentration as she stared at Dib.
"Friend," I supplied for her.
"Your friend," She continued, "Tended to the necessary repairs,"
"You were made by the Irken race right?" Dib asked now that she was talking.
"Irken...?" She repeated, her eyes widening as they flashed a dark shade of red. "Yes... my creation was born from the labor of the Irken species," she responded after a moment, her eyes returning to normal.
"What is you purpose?" He asked.
"My purpose is to serve and obey my master. I must protect my master until I am no longer able to do so,"
"And you've chosen me as your master," I stated.
"Yes my master,"