Chapter 4:
It took two weeks, but they finally reached Shippia. The entire planet looked like a sphere that was made of metal. When they landed a green blob with stalk eyes and a blue work vest and a nametag which said Bob slithered up to them.
"Welcome, fellow travellers!" Bob said, "Looking for a great bargain? Look no further! I can see that ship of yours is outdated and you need a new one."
"Hey, my uncle made this ship," Zaz said.
"Of course he did," Bob said, "What ship are you looking for?"
"Actually we're looking for this guy," Dib said showing him a picture of Zim, "He was kidnapped, and we were told your manager can help us."
"Ooh, you really don't want to speak to my manager," Bob said, "I mean, what if you were sent by the rat people of Blorch? My manager would eat you on the spot if you were. And what if I gave away information without permission? He'd eat ME!"
"Eew," Gaz shuddered.
"Bob, who are these people?" A big fat giant blob said as he slithered up to them, "Back to work, before I eat you."
"Yes sir!" Bob said quickly before rushing away.
The blob turned to the group. "May I help you?"
"Are you the manager of Shippia?" Dib asked.
"Yes."
"We were told you could help us," Dib said, "Our friend has been kidnapped. The ship he's on has S.A on it. Do you know what that means?"
"Who sent you?" the manager asked.
"The Tallest," Tak said.
"Ah, that explains it," the manager replied, "S.A stands for Ships Anonymous, the company I own. I may have sold the kidnappers the ship they used."
"Can you tell us who you sold the ship to?" Gaz asked.
"Sorry, that's classified information," the manager answered.
"But we..."
"CLASSIFIED INFORMATION!" the manager said, "I have a business to run. Go home. Your friend's probably long gone by now."
They turned to leave, but Gir just stood there. He pulled out a taco from his head.
"What's that?" the manager asked him.
"A taco," Gir answered, "It's the most delicious thing ever." He smirked. "I'll make you a trade."
"Anything," the manager said, his mouth watering.
"Give us the files of people you sold ships to so I can find my master," Gir said with red eyes, before his eyes turned blue again and he said, "and I'll give you this taco!"
"Done!" the manager said. He pulled the files out of one of his slimy body flaps and handed them to Gir. Gir gave him the taco, which he ate.
"Ugh! Gross!" Dib frowned.
"Nice work Gir," Zaz praised him, "Your master would be proud."
Dib looked at the files. There was Hijo, home of the Dust Monkeys, Dryface, home of the aliens who drank sand instead of water, and Android 13, which was home to the Androids. They decided to visit them in order, meaning Hijo was first.