It was past noon on planet Earth. Skool was over, and hundreds of kids streamed out of the building, through any means possible. Dib walked out of the Skool, as jumping through windows seemed just stupid to him. As he walked home, his sister, Gaz, walked beside him playing her game of course.
Like she'd want to talk with me for a change, he thought, before pushing the thought away. Gaz could be scary, but at least she would help him rather then Zim. Or so he thought. Dib did not know his sister very well, even if they grew up together. It was weird, but Dib was less interested in bonding with his sister then say, finding a chucabra.
A few minutes later, Dib was home, drinking soda while doing a bit of translating a document form Zim's computer. Actually, Tak's ship was doing the work, he was just sitting there, sipping soda. He was content, as he read the various files that Tak's ship translated, even if they were about places and things had never heard of.
"The humpgirus of planet gredtella were perhaps the stupidest race ever, as they were extremely long and very, very short. They had heard of the irkens before they were invaded by Invader Dia, so they had been practicing standing on two legs. When Invader Dia arrived, she found more the one half of the population had died from head related injuries and proceeded to call the armada and preform the bio-sweep. Today, Dia is famous for being the fastest Invader ever, and lives a life of luxury on planet Resortia."
To tell the truth, this kind of article was mostly what Dib could find on the computer. Boring articles about Invaders who got lucky ad ended up living on a resort planet. He knew the important files had to somewhere, but so far his spy-bug had been unable to locate almost anything important. Dib could, if he wanted, manually search to find all the things that mattered, but for now he would just sit back and learn about Freschys and Rufliknes. He had all day, after all.
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Dib DID have all day, although Kefe obviously did not. He had only six hours left before the armada was in firing range, not counting the four hours it would take for him to return to his own planet.
He had little time. He knew that it was unlikely he would find anything useful, as every race he contacted either couldn't speak, wouldn't speak or was owned by the Irken empire. He HAD to remain hopeful, as that was one of those lessons you learn when your young. Always remain hopeful, the end will make you happy and your enemy unhappy. Unless your enemy had been taught the same lesson, you were going to win. No matter what.
Kefe was outside of the atmosphere of a relatively small planet, though fifth in size in it's solar system. It had large blue oceans on it, as well as large green patches, probably of trees. There was life here, hopefully intelligent. After all, you must remember that Kefe didn't have all day to go planet hopping.
It was night in the spot he had decided to land his ship, the planets single moon shown clearly in the sky. The artificial lights of a city lit up even the woods that Kefe was in, so he decided to go to the darkest of the areas he could see, which was still bright. Kefe was about to step out of the growth of the forest before he realized he had no disguise at all. If he was caught, there was bound to be some panic among this non-space going race. He contemplated this for a minute before realizing that if he had a gun, no one would dare threaten him. Unless they had guns. Whether or not it was a good idea, Kefe got himself a gun. It was a slandered, mass-produced one that was not very strong, but it had LED lights and looked relatively powerful. As he walked down the street, Kefe was not noticed, as barely anyone was one the streets but him and a couple of insomniacs who weren't paying any attention.
The place Kefe stopped at was a purple building with a blue roof. Lights were on in the building, so at least someone was home. Kefe had deiced to be direct. He was going to knock, ask what they knew about the irkens, and leave if thy knew nothing. It was practically foolproof. Striding up to the door, he knocked on the door. It was immediately opened by a small person with a large head that defied gravity. The person opened their mouth in a gasp, but Kefe was for once to quick.
"What do you know about the weaknesses Irken empire?" Kefe asked. It was hurried, but hopefully it was understandable.
"The Irkens? Umm- wait a second, I just... never thought someone would need my help! Wow. Umm... Well... I think you should come inside."
(Dib says "umm" waaaay too much...)