EXILE DIB:CHAPTER 2:EPIC ROBOT FIGHT TIME!

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Dib shut the door behind him and walked into the kitchen, unopened present in hand. He carefully set it on the floor and undid the wrappings. Inside was something that looked like Zim's PAK, only larger, and with 4 equipment bays instead of 3. He gently prodded it.

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\power on

\begin perimeter scan

\1 life form detected

\identifying

\life form identified: Dib Membrane, age:12, species:human

\TARGETING

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The device whirred to life, and then began to speak. "LIFE FORM IDENTIFIED. ENGAGING ASSIMILATION PROTOCOL." It suddenly extended 4 spindly legs from it's equipment bays, stood up, and jumped at Dib.

"AHH!" yelled Dib as he leapt out of the way.

"Son, there better not be any LIVING DEAD up there!" yelled Prof. Membrane.

"RESISTANCE IS FUTILE, YOU WILL BE ASSIMALATED." the PAK-walker said in a monotonous voice as it turned and leaped again.

"Help me!" yelled Dib, barely dodging it's next attack. Professor Membrane burst through the basement door, lightning trailing from his fingertips.

"I WAS MAKING TOAST!" said Prof. Membrane angrily. Then he saw the robot attacking his son. "EAT LIGHTNING, ROBOT!" he shouted as he fired lightning from the fingertips of his right glove. Said lightning hit the PAK-walker and it slowly tuned to face Membrane.

"HOSTILE LIFE FORM DETECTED. BEGINNING ELIMINATION PROTOCOL." Each of it's conical feet then deployed a trifecta of metal ridges. It advanced on Membrane, and slammed down a ridged foot, shattering the countertop. Membrane returned fire with his glove, and the PAK-walker stumbled, then leaped at Membrane. "HUMAN FILTH, YOU WILL BE E-LIM-I-NA-TED." Membrane wrested with it, grunting and avoiding it's stabs. "UNEXPECTED RESISTANCE ENCOUNTERED. ACTIVATING CEREBRAL OVERLOAD FEATURE." A short, snaky wire extended from it's chassis, and gently prodded Professor Membrane.

"AaaGGGhHh!" screamed Membrane as his frontal lobe was completely deactivated. He fell in a heap and was still. Dib stood there in shock, staring at his father.

"RELAX HUMAN, ALL LIFE SIGNS ARE NORMAL." The PAK-walker leaped again, and hit Dib in the back. He felt a stab of pain, and his limbs went limp. "RETUNING TO BASE." said the walker as it leaped out the window and began to run down the street, carrying an unwilling Dib.

"Where are you taking me?" he asked.

"You already knew, DIB!" yelled Zim from his front door.

"Why are you doing this, Zim?"

"You know exactly why, DIB!"he answered. "ROBOT! Bring Dib to the lab so I may present him with the second part of his gift." The robot carried Dib down to the lab, and stood above a table. "Put him on that table, robot." The robot did a backflip and both it and Dib landed on the table face up. "COMPUTER! Begin the genetic transmogrification protocol."

Straps shot out of the edges of the table, restraining Dib. An arm came from the ceiling, bearing six syringes in a hexagonal arrangement. "I'd stay Dib, but I have to go repair Computer's speech synthesizer." He walked out of the room, and made his way to the communications room. "Computer, hail the Tallest!"

The static was replaced with an image of Tallest Red. "WHAT do you want, Zim?"

"I want to check on your arrival for the bi-centennial Invader performance review. Also, I've finally figured out how to deal with Dib. The screams should be starting just about now." Indeed, Dib's screams, accompanied by a variety of mechanical noises, rang out from the surgery.

"We'll be there, Zim. I mean, why wouldn't we go to the base of our most successful Invader."

"Sir, the surgery is done." said the computer in a shaky voice.

"EXCELLENT! Goodbye my Tallest!" Zim took the lift to the surgery. GIR popped out of a nearby tube and stood at attention.

"What it do, mastah?" he asked.

"THIS WILL BE THE GREATEST GIFT ANY HUMAN HAS EVER RECIVED!" said Zim, and then he began chuckling. "heheheeHEHHEHHEMUAHAAAHHHHAA AHHH!"

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