"Gazzy! Dibby!" The woman getting out of the car had purple hair, grown long and straight with bangs that sat just shy of her brown eyes. "I've got a surprise for you!"
Shutting the door, she made her way to the other side and opened it a crack, bending down and reaching inside for something before she opened it further. As Gaz and Dib ran out the front door and past the odd blue fence that lined their yard they heard a tiny yip, and found a furry bundle of wriggling tail and floppy ears in their mother's arms as she stood up.
"A dog!" Gaz squealed in uncharacteristic excitement. Dib began petting it as it licked his face, his hand, and anything else it could reach its long tongue out to. Their mother bent over and set the dog down, careful to keep the leash in her hand as it jumped around, wagging its entire behind and peeing in joy.
As the children dotted on the tiny mutt with pets and exclamations of happiness, Professor Membrane stepped out onto the front step and crossed his arms. Had his face been visible they would have seen him scowling, but as it was the goggles and lab coat hid all expression from wife and children.
"A dog, hmmm?" He quirked an unseen eyebrow as he looked at it. "Perfect. I needed a new test subject." He said it under his breath and as his wife turned and smiled he raise a hand to wave and nodded back at her, seemingly content with the new arrangement.
"What are you going to name it, kids?" Their mother smiled down at them both as the dog lay in its brand new doggy-bed after a hard day's work of eating a pair of their father's goggles and pooping on the stairs leading down into his laboratory.
"We should name it Gameslave," Gaz spoke up. Now that the dog had proven less fun than her video games she had gone back to Zombie Pigs.
"We should name it Bigfoot," Dib said, eyes gleaming in excitement.
Gaz looked over blandly, "its not going to get any bigger, stupid."
"Yes it will; it's just a puppy!" Dib threw back.
"It's a terrier, Dib!"
"How would you know, Gaz? You can't recognize anything that's not pixilated!"
"Ooook," their mother separated the glaring duo and sat them down on either sides of the room. "How about we name it something neutral. Like Bob."
"Bob's a stupid name," Gaz said automatically.
Dib was silent for a moment, not wanting to sound as mean as Gaz had come across. "It really is kinda dumb, mom. Sorry."
She smiled, "alright, not Bob. How about..." her purple eyebrows pressed together as she thought, "Bit?"
"Bit?" the two kids said together.
"Yeah, because its so small. Its bitty." Their mother was smiling in a dreamy, not-present way and Dib and Gaz shot each other a look.
"Um, sure," Dib said slowly, "Bit. That's ok, I guess."
"Whatever," Gaz said and went back to her game, "I'm just going to call it Mutt anyways."