As promised, I let 777's children watch some cartoons. The ones I remember from my childhood, of course. And by that I mean the vintage ones, mostly from the 80's and the 90's. Three little Vortians sat down on soft, fresh-washed pillows, in front of my tablet and focused their big, shiny eyes on ''Smurfs''. After that the playlist was supposed to let them see another great animated shows I've been watching when I was a little girl. '' My Little Pony & Friends'', '' He-Man And The Masters Of The Universe'', ''She-Ra: The Princess Of Power'', ''Captain Planet'' and many other. To my contentment, they liked it. Dib, princess Loo-nah and Onigiri stepped into the room.
- Solitaire, can we talk to you for a moment? - asked Dib.
- Sure. - I answered. - What is it?
- I'd like to ask you about last night. You told us that you'd show us what you can do, but nothing like that has happened. Why?
- You know... I was going to hunt down those bear-wolf creature, but it seems like I wasn't lucky enough to meet them in the first place.
- Why haven't you used your toy familiars to track them down for you?
- I... forgot about it, actually.
- Oh, man! What are we gonna do if the Man-Eating-Bear-Wolf-Beast appears to tear us apart when we least expect it?
- Oh, there's no need to be afraid. I'm with you, guys. You're absolutely safe here with me. I give you my word.
- It's not like I don't trust you. I... eh, nevermind.
- Alright. Now, where was I...? Oh, yes! My plan.
- What's the next point of you scheme again?
- Well, we have a mansion, super-duper technology and a believable backstory for you. Now you only need to get provided with servanthood to become a rightful young master, Dib.
- A young master, huh... I'm not so sure about that. Is all this fancy-pants stuff really necessary?
- Necessary? Huh! Please! If you want people to consider you as a valuable, redoutable person, you need to look and act like one.
- That makes sense, I guess.
- Where are you going to get servants from , if I may ask? - Onigiri got interested.
- It's simple. - I answered before I unleashed my Barbie dolls from my magical repository. They already had classical black and white maid suits on.
- Aren't they your dolls, Solitaire? - Dib gazed at my human-sized Barbies, pointing his finger at them.
- Yep. - Ok. From now on, nothing's surprising me anymore.
I grinned and thought: - ''Now, to the more interesting part of my plan...''
Meanwhile, on Moo-Ping 10... Prisoners sitting in their cells, guards patrolling and keeping everything and everyone in order, in other words - nothing unusual. That one special prisoner didn't suspect that in the very next minute he'd be free , the character I'm talking about, was none other than... Vortian Prisoner 777. While he was standing in the middle of his cell with a dismal expression on his face, when he felt someone grabbing him from behind and pulling his backwards. The Vortian gasped in astonishment before he's got flooded by multi-colored glare. Several seconds later he opened his eyes to realize he wasn't in Moo-Ping 10 anymore. He saw in a room filled with many beautiful, expensive stuff before he heard '' Welcome'' coming from behind him. The freed alien turned around and looked at Dib. He was wearing a black suit, his hair was smooth and shiny and he was standing straight. There were two lines of ''maids'' standing by his sides.
- Welcome to my manor. - added Dib, keeping the tone of his voice fancy.
- Huh? Who are you? And what am I doing here? - asked Vortian Prisoner 777 in puzzlement.
- Sir, let me introduce myself. My name is Dib Membrane and you are my guest. Please, come with me.
Dib turned around, heading to another room with his ''maids'' following him. Initially hesitating, 777 has decided to do as he was told. The Vortian was completely unprepared for what met him right after entering the big,tidy and spacy room. There he's been invited by Onigiri, princess Loo-nah (with me and Loo-Loo in her arms) and... his children. It is very hard to describe his reaction back then. All I can say that it was a mixture of shock and euphoria. Three Vortian kids stood up, ran up to their father and hugged him. I could have sworn I noticed tears of happiness falling down from his eyes. Overcute yet pretty heartwarming, I must admit. I was in my teddy-bear form so I couldn't participate in this happy family reunion. I mean - I could, but only by watching and staying silent and still.
How many times I've been dreaming of this poor, unfortunate family being together again. And safe and free as well. I was really satisfied by that view. Though it was impossible to see with the naked eye at that moment, I was giving 777 and his children a big, cordial smile.
*
One quarter later, everyone has relocated to the living room and sat down on chasirs around a big, wooden, rectangular table.
- I'm certain you've got many questions you'd like me to answer. - said Dib to Vortian Prisoner 777.
- Yes, indeed. - the Vortian confirmed, nodding.
- Well then. Feel free to ask me.
- First of all: how did you know about me and my children? And why did you free the four of us?
- Let's just say that you and I have a special, common Irken ''friend''.
- Zim!?
- Exactly. i've been watching him for a quiet long time. Now I know everything about him. And also I learned few things about the Irken Empire. I intend to use all my knowledge, skills and technology to put an end to Irken reign of terror once and for all.
-WHHAAAAA-! You can't be serious! I mean - this is crazy! There are billions of them, they possess tons of advanced weaponry and endless hunger for galactic conquest... and for snacks. No one, even the strongest, the most numerous, the best-trained armies have shed their blood in attempt to stop the Irken invasion on their home planets. All in 'll never defeat them single-handedly!
- Oh I think I can do it. Don't worry, sir. Getting you out of space prison and your children out of Zim's base as well, is only a quantum of my might.
That sounded a little pompous in Dib's mouth, but I did not withstand. It was all my idea after all. So I decided to stay in shadows as a regular observer.