Today, I was happier than I had ever been, and that, my friends, is a rare occurrence. Imagine winning the lottery before being struck by lightening on a blue moon, twice in the same spot. Now, this is a rare and wonderful occurrence. However, I am thusly saddened in that my dear friend James, known as Kabutroid, maker of Planet Zebeth, is saddened by a family trouble. It seems someone close to him has been diagnosed with a tumor or some other form of growth. It is most likely cancerous and aggressive. It burdens me to feel the sadness of those around me, yet not joy. It is a strange fate to be a sifter for the nether emotions of those around me. But this is besides the point, I am having a good day, and I intend to enjoy it. And no medical mishap of anyone is going to ruin this joy that I feel. So, shall we continue? You all seem eager to see me continue this thing, oh the delicious suspense of you is so tasty. I do not own Dib, and I do not own Gir, but if I did, just for the heck of it, they would be put in a pornographic movie just for those of you who think he's hot. I hope the sentiment gladdens you.
Jolly oil and butter beans, it's time to pull the tenth lever.
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On the television, two children danced mindlessly as a large cat strolled up to them. It meowed loudly, pulling at the boy's pant leg.

"Meow!"

The boy looked down. "What is it Cattie? You say ol' man Jenkins is locked in his barn?"

"Meow!"

"And the barn's on fire?"

"Meow!"

"And it's right next to a propane tank and a hemophiliac baby holding a priceless portrait of the lost city of Atlantis?"

"Meow!"

The boy petted the cat. He turned to the girl. "Too bad cats are too dumb to know anything. Like cats can talk to people!"

The two of them giggled childishly. In the distance, an explosion is heard.

Gir giggled at the scene. He turned to the lamp placed on the couch.

"They said 'barn'!"

He rolled on the floor laughing, tears welling up in his eyes. Danny and Dib watched from the kitchen table, Danny with a strange look on his face.

"So wait, this robot used to work for that alien guy?"

Dib sighed. "Yes."

"This alien, you say, that was trying to take over the world?"

"Yes, that's what I said."

Danny stared at him. "You aren't really crazy, are you?"

Dibs' eye twitched. Danny held his hands up, sensing he had struck a nerve. "I'm kidding! I believe you."

Dib sighed. "Thank you. That gets a little tiring after a while."

"Sorry." he turned to Gir, who was dancing with the lamp as a pop music video played. "He showed up this morning?"

"At three o' clock. He just collapsed, it looked like he had went through a jet engine or something."

Gir turned to him. "Spinney plane thing went 'VROOOOOOMMM!'" He made the noise, arms held out as to imitate a plane. Dib sighed a bit. "I guess I'm to blame."

"Why?" Danny asked.

"Well, I did kill him."

These words echoed in Girs' mind. He froze, dropping the lamp onto the floor, a cascade of glass crashing on the floor.

"I did kill him."

Again.

"I did kill him."

It was like a broken record, each repetition like fire to the robot's soul.

"I DID kill him..."

Gir tackled Dib from his chair, eyes an angry red, guns and saws extending from his head and chest.

"YOU TOOK MY MASTER AWAY!" he screeched, knives slashing at the boys' face, leaving small cuts all around. If not for Dib's arm length, he would have been seriously scarred. Gir blasted the guns, leaving fist sized scorch marks on the kitchen floor around Dib. A fiery outline.

"YOU...took...my master away..." he broke off into heavy sobs, weapons retreating back into his hull. Danny finally pulled the small android off of Dib, laying him on the floor, as the metallic child rocked in a fetal position. Dib got up, staring at Gir. It was with a look of half horror, and at the same time, painful empathy. Gir did not look at them, but spoke softly, sobs intermingled.

"You had to...He was hurting you..."he sniffled. "But...he was my master...he cared for me...I loved him..." he sobbed softly, face buried in the beige carpet.

Dib and Danny looked at him, staring sadly. He was so much like a little child.

"Come on, we're supposed to meet Sam and Tucker." Danny put his hand on Dibs' shoulder. Dib turned around. Just as he did this, Gaz descended the stairs, holding a large, black book. Her hair was longer than when she was younger, now shoulder length.

"Gaz?" Dib asked.

"What?" She barked. She hadn't had her coffee.

"Um...could you watch Gir while we're gone?"

Gaz glanced at the sobbing robot, walking to the kitchen. "Sure."

"Thanks!" and they left.

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Technus and Zim stood at a floating chalkboard, each brandishing a piece of chalk. They were, despite their mutual like for each other, arguing.

"No! Listen bubby, we should access the Pentagon! From there, we can link to every computer in the world, and with that 'special' power, it should be an easy task." he drew a crude doodle of the two of them wearing crowns and standing on the earth, next to a diagram of a computer.

Zim was unimpressed. "You simple human. Zim's plan is far more good than yours!"

Technus blinked. "'Far more good'?"

"Yes, have you ear mites? We shall go to my base, and from there, access the Irken mainframe. Using the might of the Irken armada, we will launch an all out assault on the humans, and reign supreme over them like the wiggly things that they are! WIGGLY AND FULL OF POOP! POOOOOP!"

Technus scowled. "I, Technus, will not be contradicted!" The two of them glared at each other.

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Rudy leapt from the chalky tree he stood on, looking at his map. "Well, this should be the chalk board!" He drew a portal. He poked his head out.

"No, I, ZIM, shall command the Irken elite and crush the crushy humans!"

"No, I, TECHNUS, will spread my infallible mind across the internet, and then the universe!"

"Yeah, well you're ugly!" Zim rebutted.

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

They then turned to the small boy who was gawking at them in fear.

"DON'T EAVESDROP!" they screamed, and Rudy, needing no further encouragement, pulled his head back in and wiped away the portal. Technus turned to Zim. "Rude little child..."

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Rudy sat on the grass. Snap knelt down. "What's the matter, bucko? Wrong board?"

Rudy stared, still shaken. "Very wrong..."

-

Reina stood on the rooftop, invisible, looking down at Dib and Danny as they left. She sighed.

"Our fate is in their hands..."