After Skool had let out, Dib had gone to Tak's current residence. It was a simple home on the surface like Zim's, but not only did it have more rooms, it had everything in it's right spot.

"Can you believe this?! Marriage?! I don't have time for that! I mean, maybe in the future, but not through something like this! I've still got things to do! I gotta expose Zim! We need to discover who Derrick is! We need to mmph mm mph mphh mmph mph! Mmmph mmph mmmph! Mmmph Mmph mmmph mph before he does something so bad that-"

SLAP!

Dib reeled back in shock and tried to process both the pain to his face and why it happened. Said answer came from a scowling Tak, her disguise in place, who was shaking the hand responsible for slapping him.

"Why'd you do that?!" he demanded. She responded with a flat look as she held up her other hand in his face.

"Three reasons. 1. You've been repeating yourself for the past hour. I got what you've been saying the first two minutes." she began while curling one of her fingers. "2. When someone clamps a hand over your mouth, that's usually a sign for you to cease talking. Period. And 3. Since you didn't stop talking." She then held up her sizzling hand with a glare. "Your rotten spit got all over my hand!"

Dib coughed into his fist, his eyes darting everywhere but her. "Sorry." he apologized. Tak merely sighed as she returned to giving Mimi a final check-up.

"One final wire, aaaand...there." she said before closing Mimi up and backing away. For a moment, nothing happened. Then, the lights on Mimi's eyes flickered on before she snapped to attention. Tak smiled as she hooked her alert SIR unit to her computer. "Mimi. Run a self-diagnostics check." The SIR unit saluted before the screen came to life, showing data and such in Irken.

"So, she okay?" Dib asked while internally scowling at relying on his home computer to translate whatever data he'd steal from Zim. 'Note to self: Learn the Irken language.'

"Yes. All systems are fully functional." she answered before sighing in relief and petting Mimi's head, earning what would've been a smile if the SIR unit had a mouth. "Glad to have you back." Mimi nodded before shifting back into her cat hologram disguise, allowing her master to resume petting her. "Now then, back to matters at hand." She then brought up a picture of Derrick on the computer screen that she had gotten when she hacked the High Skool's security cameras. "I need you to find this human, tail him, and report any potential living domiciles he may be staying in. Understood?" Tak ordered, earning a nod from Mimi before taking off out the window. Tak nodded in approval before moving onto something else, which immediately got Dib's attention.

"What are you working on?" he asked while looking over her shoulder.

"A little something to help prevent anything like that little spaceship fiasco from happening again." she growled out, her mind going back to that little incident. "I have a squeedily spooch feeling that it won't be the first time any of us are attacked." She stopped what she was doing before turning to Dib. "Call me crazy, but I also have a feeling something happened to Gaz as well."

"I think so too. The morning after we were attacked, she seemed more..." he trailed off.

"Cold? Distant? Angry?" Tak listed off.

"And more." Dib nodded, his arms crossing his chest in thought. "If she was attacked, what could they have tried that made her like this?"

"I noticed she had a new Game Slave. Perhaps something happened to the old one?" Tak suggested.

"Maybe. She does get defensive of her video games." Dib said before sighing. "And I think that if I ask where she got the new Game Slave and why, she'll put me through a wall...again." He groaned when Tak began to chuckle at the thought. "How long do you think it'll take Mimi to find Derrick?"

"Not long. She could find a particular microbe of dust in this whole city three days after seeing it once. I know. I've upgraded her." Tak boasted with a smirk. Her smirk turned into a grin as Mimi shot through the window before sitting on the table she had been repaired on. "Impressive, no?"

"Only if she found him." Dib grumbled as they approached her.

"Alright Mimi. Where is Derrick's current residence?" she asked. A moment passed, but Mimi simply stayed unmoving on the table. "Mimi?"

"Maybe you wired something wrong?" Dib shrugged.

"Impossible. I know her systems inside and out." Tak answered before scowling at Mimi. "Mimi! Tell me where Derrick's current residence is!" Another moment passed and Mimi still refused to respond.

"Maybe she didn't find him?" Dib said as he peered over Tak's shoulder. She shot a look of annoyance at him before getting up in Mimi's face.

"Mimi! Respond!" she ordered.

That seemed to do it, for Mimi finally reacted. She looked right into Tak's eyes before they shifted from red to green. Tak blinked in confusion at the sudden shift in color, the feeling growing as Mimi looked around the room before walking over to her computer and tapping on the keyboard.

"What's she doing?" Dib asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't know." Tak answered before humming in thought. "Perhaps I should make her new speech module my top priority after all."

"Tak."

Tak looked up at Dib calling her name, his eyes glued to the screen. She looked at the screen to see what Mimi had typed before her eyes widened.

Do not seek me out. Otherwise, I'll send this SIR unit back beyond repair.

-Derrick

Both of them just stared at the computer, not even registering Mimi's form slump over as her eyes returned to their normal red color.

"Did...did he...did he hack Mimi?" Dib finally got out.

SLAM!

Both Dib and Mimi jumped at the sight of Tak smashing her fists into the table, deep impressions being left as a result.

"Whoa! Easy Tak!" Dib yelped, his hands raised in defense. "I get that having what's yours being messed with is annoying, but it's not Derrick-"

"How?"

Dib shut his mouth at the dangerous tone she used to speak with.

"How...did he know...that Mimi...is a SIR unit?!" she growled out.

Dib's eyes widened as she made a good point. Irken technology was far above the current technology on earth. There was no way that just anyone could hack into it.

"Who is this guy?" was all Dib could say.

A/N: I need some serious help. I know what I want to do with the story, but I can't keep the dots connected long enough to get anything out. I know it's a short chapter, but I'm afraid it's all I could think up at the moment. If anyone's wanting to help, I'll accept it, so long as it doesn't cause the story to go off in a random direction.