A/N: Let's continue this story, shall we?

By the way, could anyone figure out what Gaz meant by C LemN?

The text and voice came up at the same time. The text was in English, as was the spoken language.

Mother: "Gazlene? Is that you? Are you there?"

Gaz was shocked to hear the voice. "M-mom?"

Mother: "Yes, Gaz! It's me! How are you?"

"G-good, I'm fine. How are you?"

Mother: "I'm feeling great, and it's wonderful to hear your voice again. Sadly, I can't see you. These classic systems didn't come with fancy cameras."

"How did you get into the game?"

Mother: "The man who gave you this game, he was able to bring me to you!"

"This... This is amazing! But how-"

Gaz forgot about Dib on the other side of the door. He finally spoke up. "Gaz, let me in there, NOW!" Gaz didn't want to, but her mother insisted.

Mother: "Let him in, go on. I want to hear from him too."

"Okay, I will." Gaz opened the door. Dib slowly walked in. He looked nervous, like he expected to get hurt soon. "Dib, the security isn't on. Quit being so nervous."

His sister's assurance didn't help. "That's not what I'm worried about. Where is she?"

Mother: "I'm in the game, Dib. Come over here, please."

"The game? You're haunting a video game? Well, isn't that fitting." Dib tried to keep his voice calm, but he looked like a deer in headlights. He picked up the old GSPGS.

Mother: "What's the matter, Dib? You sound like you saw a ghost."

Their mother's voice had a somewhat mocking tone to it. Dib was nervous, all right; One wrong move and I could die, he thought (to himself, he was so nervous). "Nothing's the matter. Now, what are you trying to do to Gaz?"

Mother: "I wanted to talk to her, that's all. I haven't heard from her in, how long was it, Gaz? Six years?

Gaz didn't have to think to answer that question. "Yes, it's been six years, since you were sentenced to death. Why did they do that, again?"

Dib was about to answer, but their mother cut him off.

Mother: "Ah yes, I remember that day. I was accused of a crime I didn't commit, of mass murder and child abuse. Isn't that ridiculous? Why would they accuse me of that?"

Gaz was surprised. "But Dad told me that you were murdered, not that you were accused of it!"

Mother: "Well, you know how out of it your father usually is. Dib, were you about to say something?"

"Uh, it wasn't important. Well, unless Gaz wants to know the real reason you died."

Gaz was just annoyed at this point. "Dib, Mom told me the real reason why she died. You don't have to butt in."

Mother: "No, let the boy tell his side of the story.

Dib continued. "Well, Mom mostly told the truth, except for one thing. She was rightly accused of those crimes. There was a reason Dad didn't let you read the newspaper or watch TV for a month after Mom died."

Gaz was getting more furious with each word Dib spoke. "Why would you call Mom a liar? She's obviously telling the truth! She never abused anyone!"

Mother: "Dib, why would you say such horrible things?"

Dib sighed. "I knew you guys would get mad. Too bad I'm the only one telling the truth."

"Dib, just shut the f*ck up! Mom never beat me up!"

"Mom never beat you up. You were her favorite. Mom wants to be with you. You still have five fingers on each hand. But of course, no one notices because that's 'the way that it's supposed to be drawn'. And that after the show ended, no one noticed that they had ten fingers again."

Mother: "Dib, what show are you talking about? No one would ever put a little cu- I mean, you must be talking nonsense."

Gaz didn't understand what Dib was talking about. He was born with a deformity where he only has four fingers on each hand. That's what her mom told her, and she wouldn't lie. Dib, on the other hand, was just insane. "Dib, if hearing from Mom after so long doesn't make you happy, just get the f-"

"Oh, I saw Mom earlier. Just yesterday, in fact. I was wondering when she'd come today. I guess this answers my question. And now that I know that she's in this game, I can keep ahold of it so it doesn't break, and she'll be trapped there."

"Just yesterday? Why would she come to see you, who doesn't appreciate or care for her, when I've been waiting for the PAST F*CKING SIX YEARS?"

Mother: "Gazlene, calm down. Dib was probably just hallucinating. Dib, why would you want to keep me trapped in here?"

Dib didn't answer.

Mother: "Dib, answer me."

Again, Dib was silent.

Mother: "Dib, answer me NOW."

This time, the game sent out an electric shock to Dib, who was still holding the GSPGS. "Th-that's just the reason!" He turned to Gaz. "Look, just because Mom treated you like the perfect child doesn't mean that she's the perfect mom! Or a good mom, for that matter! If you want to free her, then fine, but I'm not going to help you!" Dib shoved the game into Gaz's hands, and stormed out.

Gaz looked at the game. "So how do I get you out?"

A/N: Well, that was the biggest chapter so far! Whoo!

Mysterious pasts were brought up, and I'm not going to explain them here. That's for another story.

So, how was this chapter? Let me know!