GIR made his way to the familiar blue abode of the Selane family. Thanks to CRANIAC, he knew the home's defences. Nothing would stay him from his mission. He slipped past the laser fencing and nimbly scaled the wall into one of the bedrooms. Looking about, he saw numerous posters related to the paranormal, and an elaborate human computer system. "Primitive junk," the SIR Unit said idly, thinking of where his target might be. Unfortunately for the steel slave, Dib walked into his room and spied the little robot gazing about the interior. His eyes widened, speechless as to GIR's blatant infiltration. He soon resolved himself to stop Zim once more, and spoke aloud in his customary accusing tone.
"Zim's robot? GIR? What are you doing here!?" GIR's eyes turned to red slits, and his hardened frown curled into a cold, cruel smile. Dib paled at the sight. GIR had never seemed so evil in the few years that he had known the Irken and his robot! As the robot smiled, he laughed, a cold, cruel laugh that rung in his vocoder with the hollow tone of Death himself to it.
"The Irken Empire sends its regards, Dib-Human!" With those words, the tiny robot's eyes widened, and beams of pure laser energy speared the human boy neatly through his brain. Bits of burned flesh and human cranial gunge splattered against the wall opposite the room's doorway as Dib perished under GIR's lethal assault. Another salvo of laser energy burned Dib's heart beyond all hope of repair or replacement. The human slid to the floor, blood cascading from the partially cauterised fatal wounds. GIR swore in Irken, knowing now that the mission had been compromised. He would have to fetch Gaz, and quickly. Thinking fast for a robot -- mere femtoseconds to a human -- GIR linked his mind to CRANIAC. He sent a thought.
Where is Membrane? The massive supracomputer sent its electromagnetic tendrils out in response, seeking the famous scientist through his arm mounted computer. Within seconds, CRANIAC had Membrane's location pinned down to the square inch. Such inferior technology the humans possessed. Yet CRANIAC did not feel either way towards Terran progress. As long as it was binary, the Irken supracomputer could commandeer it.
He is at the laboratory, hosting his show. Hurry, before Mistress grows impatient!
GIR left the room, pausing only to close the door behind him. When Membrane got home -- if he got home -- he would find his poor, insane son dead, and his dear daughter missing. He would never find his children, and if Mistress MiMi wanted the human scientist dead as well, the now-lethal Irken war machine would be more than happy to oblige her.
Moving down the hall, he found Gaz's bedroom without its occupant. Dark and dreary, it was decorated with skulls, shadows and various freakish toys. They looked like they came from the deepest depths of a child's most twisted nightmares. GIR moved to one of them: a small, pink rabbit plushie with its eyes removed, showing little more than crosses. As GIR moved closer, the plushie sprang to life. From its mouth extended a pair of taloned steel mech legs, much like Zim's. GIR backflipped away and ran a combat scan on the plushie.
Target: Freakish Robot Toy, the scan quickly informed him. GIR's eyes widened. He sent another call to CRANIAC, as the dark little girl's personal defences activated and moved in on the truly Alien intruder.
CRANIAC! Override all targets! The supracomputer's power showed itself once more as the freakish security dolls were quickly bent from their loyalties, reprogrammed to CRANIAC's will. Bound to the machine that was GIR, they would obey the SIR Unit until they had reported to their new Mistress. GIR now silently waited for his quarry to show up.
And show up she did. Gaz was none too happy about the events of the day. She barely noticed her brother's gruesome death, her old Gameslave's batteries died on her without nearby replacements, and now she was coming home with a poor report card because of her incessant but very necessary gaming. Two red slits hovered at about Gaz's eye level, and she immediately went into Doom Mode.
"Stupid robot! Get out of my room!" GIR chuckled.
"Not until Mistress MiMi has you firmly in her grasp, Gaz-human!" The dark little girl grew angrier. Only one solution to this...
"SECURITY!!" She snapped her fingers. But nothing happened. Gaz panicked. GIR laughed again.
"They obey me now. And they will never be yours again! Security! Capture the human!" The robotic dolls responded in kind, quickly knocking Gaz out and binding her up tight. GIR grabbed the human by her berry hair and dragged her out of the house, the freakish dolls of doom following their current master to be reassigned...