Kid got off the train with Liz and Patty on either side of him. "Hm, strange. This town really doesn't have a name," Kid said.
"I think they should name it Giraffe City," Patty said.
"Kid, it's cold," Liz complained, ignoring her sister.
"I told you to bring a jacket," Kid said.
"You also told me not to pack anything!"
"We won't be here long. Anyways, we just need to find Maka and Soul, then kill the kishin egg. Eight hours at worse," Kid said.
"Only eight hours of being frozen to death? Sounds great," Liz said sarcastically.
"We should get going if you don't want it to be longer," Kid said.
"Yeah, I guess," Liz said.
"Yay! Let's go to the School!" Patty said and started bouncing to the nameless town's school.
Black Star was significantly slower than Kid since he had to run through a giant dessert instead of fly to get to the train station, but he was only about an hour behind.
"HAHAHA! JUST WATCH OUT KID! THE MIGHTY BLACK STAR WILL BEAT YOU!" Black Star yelled. Everybody else on the train ignored him.
"Black Star, I thought we were helping Soul and Maka," Tsubaki said.
"Yeah, that too," Black Star said.
Tsubaki sighed.
Kid's eye was twitching at the misspelling of school with it's big, slightly uneven font.
"Nope, not going to stand out in the cold longer than I have too," Liz said and started dragging Kid into the 'Skool'.
"The Lord Death for other schools is the principals, so do you think principals have giant mirrors too?" Patty asked.
"I don't know Patty, maybe, but other principals can't transport or see other places through mirrors, so probably not," Liz said. She was still dragging Kid.
"You're probably right. You're so smart big sis," Patty said and giggled.
The three of them soon made it to the principal's office. "How could the school misspell school? It's disgusting," Kid mumbled.
"Kid snap out of it, we need to find Maka and you're the only person that remembers all the stuff Lord Death told us," Liz said.
"And, while we're talking to the principal, you can ask him nicely to fix the spelling. And if he doesn't want to, we can always shoot him!" Patty added.
"Yeah, you're right, I can worry about the spelling of school later," Kid said and walked into the principal's office. "Hello, I'd like-" Kid started but before he could finish, or practically start, the principal screamed and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
Liz and Kid looked at where the principal was in confusion.
"I like this town. Hey, maybe we should move here," Patty said.
"No," Liz said.
"Well, now that was pointless. I'll go destroy the front sign," Kid said and started walking out.
"I'll help you," Patty said and followed.
"I'll find a store while you're at it and get a jacket," Liz said.
"I bought mashed potatoes!" the robot said as it walked to Maka with a large plate of mashed potatoes.
"I thought you were getting tacos," Soul said.
"Oooh yeeeeaaaaaaaaaah," the robot said, severely elongating the words. Then it shrugged. That's when it realized something. "Heeeyy, Amy's awake!"
"Who?" Soul asked.
"I think you're Amy," Maka said, "I was called Mary."
"Why?"
"I don't think this robot is very intelligent."
"I like piggies!" The robot shouted randomly and shoved some potatoes in its mouth.
"I can't see how you could ever come up with that," Soul said sarcastically.
"We could use this ignorance to escape, so play along," Maka commanded.
"Yes sir," Soul said.
"Hey, little robot, do you have a name?" Maka asked.
"Yup!" The robot said happily and shoveled more potatoes in his mouth.
The two DWMA students looked at it for a while in silence, but it just continued eating.
"Are you going to tell us what it is?" Maka asked.
"What what is?" the robot asked.
"Your name," Soul said.
"Master calls me GIR. It stands for:" the robot said then started screaming uncontrollably. "Information Retrieval Unit."
"Okay then, GIR, who's this 'master' you talk about?" Maka asked. She wasn't even going to question how screaming turns into a G or how the unit didn't get into the acronym.
"He's my Master. He's reeeaaaal nice and gives me squids to eat alive. I like him. He's squishy!"
"Do you like us as much as your Master?" Maka asked.
"I like the Angry Money the best. And pizza."
"You seem to like food," Soul said, "Can you bring us some?"
"You want food? Okey dokey!" GIR said and regurgitated the potatoes back onto the plate and shoved it in Soul's face.
"Nevermind, I suddenly lost my appetite," Soul said.
"Anyway, GIR, could you release us from these things?" Maka asked.
"Yep."
Learning from last time, Maka basically immediately asked "will you?"
"Nope. That'll make Master mad at me, then I won't get my piggies!"
"We could get you piggies," Maka said.
"ooooOOOOoooo," GIR said and his artificial eyes widened somehow. Suddenly, a loud crash happened from above them and the whole lab vibrated.
"What was that?" Maka asked.
"GIR! THE BEAVERS ARE ATTACKING! HELP ME!" a disembodied voice yelled. It sounded like the kid that attacked Maka and Soul.
"Gotta go. Bye Jerry, bye Winona," GIR said and jumped into a green dog suit that was somehow nearby. With one swift motion, the costume was zipped up. As GIR ran to the elevator thing he put the hood on and went to the upper portion.
"That didn't go very well," Soul said.
"We may not have escaped, but we did get valuable information about GIR and his 'master'."
"Do you think the robot will bring us undigested food soon? I'm starving."
"How does a robot even have a digestive system? Nothing here makes sense," Maka complained.
"You're telling me," Soul mumbled.
"Perfectly symmetrical!" Kid exclaimed.
"Yup!" Patty agreed.
They were admiring the front of the school with the big SKOOL sign removed and burning behind them.
"Fire? Isn't that a little extreme?" Liz asked as she walked up in a new, thick coat and pants. Kid shrugged in response. "And by the way," Liz said, "our money doesn't work here and nobody cares whether you're the weapon partner of Lord Death's son or not."
"Then how did you get the clothes?" Kid asked.
"I have my ways," Liz said. She tried to cross her arms, but the jacket was too poofy, so she gave up.
The doors to the school then opened and a middle school boy walked out. He saw the burning Skool sign behind three people standing and staring at him, one of the people having weird unfinished white lines in his hair, so he stopped in his traces. The kid had an abnormally large head and large circular glasses over his brown eyes. His black hair had a large spike in the middle that went back in a gravity-defying nearly 90-degree angle. He had on a black trench coat, black pants and shoes, and a blue shirt with a light blue ghost on it.
The kid locked eyes with Kid. "Are you a part of the Swollen Eyeballs?" he asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Kid said, "Is that a witch organization?"
"Don't worry, you're secrets are safe with me. I'm agent MothMan. You're agent ConscienceConsumer, aren't you? I've read all your files. Your theories on witches existence are intriguing, but I really love the weapon/human hybrids that, with the help of their owners, kill people. Although, the part where the sun laughs all throughout the day and the moon spews blood from its teeth at night is a bit farfetched, but I could still believe it."
"Kid, he's talking about Death City, isn't he?" Patty asked.
"And speaking of Death, you're theories on grim reapers are great. I recognized you're unfinished lines of sanzu from your profile picture, it's the only part that wasn't blacked out. Good disguise, by the way. Once you finally find the great Death City and get close to the Grim Reaper, I wish you luck in capturing and finding out the mysteries of them and the weapon/humans. I could lend you my dissection lab. I made it for Zim, he's an alien by the way, but it hasn't been used yet."
"Dissection? I thought we were getting away from Stein," Liz said.
"From what I know, people with a silent sun should know nothing about Death City or the DWMA, except for some runaway witches, weapons, meisters, or Kishen eggs. I think the people here that know about us have information painting us in a bad light, so they probably will dissect us if given the chance. We should act like this 'ConscienceConsumer' character until we find Maka." Kid said, but quietly so the child couldn't hear them.
"Or we could ditch the kid," Liz suggested in the same volume as Kid.
"No, that would be suspicious," Kid said, "Besides, he could give us insight into the school, or maybe the inhuman, or alien, thing that Maka sensed the soul of."
"Wow, you're smart too Kid," Patty said. She didn't really keep the same volume, but she didn't really say anything important, so Kid ignored it. He turned his attention back to the kid in the school doorway.
"So, you really are a swollen eyeball?" Kid asked.
"Yes sir, and I'm really close to getting Zim revealed for who he really is and it'll bring a lot of praise to paranormal investigation organizations everywhere," the kid said.
"Interesting. This Zim, he's an alien right? By any chance is he a green kid that had no nose or ears?" Kid asked.
The kid got really excited. "Yeah! How did you know?"
"How did you know?" Liz asked quietly.
"Father told us. You should really pay attention," Kid whispered back, then talked in normal volume "I read it. I've come here because I'm pretty sure that alien stole something very valuable to me and my friends. You could be useful."
The kid's eyes widened. "Oh sir, I would love to! My name is Dib Membrane, by the way, what's your real name?" he asked.
"It's Kid," Kid said.
Dib looked a little disappointed. "I promise I won't tell anybody your actual name," he said.
"No, that is my actual name," Kid said.
"Oh," Dib mumbled.
"And I'm Patty," Patty added.
"Liz," Liz said.
"Okay, cool, I'll show you Zim's evil base," Dib said and started walking. The Grim Reaper and his weapons started following.