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"This is it, Gaz," Eight-year-old Dib said as he placed a set of large headphones over his ears and adjusted a dial on what looked to be some kind of small satellite dish.
His little sister, Gaz, looked up from her spot on the back yard patio and frowned.
"You're gonna be in big trouble when Dad finds out you took dis stuff from his labs," She warned him.
Dib looked down at her from his spot atop the garage roof and seemed unconcerned.
"Come on, Gaz. Dad doesn't even use this stuff," He told her. "I bet he won't even notice it's missing."
Gaz rolled her eyes.
"Just keep quiet up there," She warned. "I'm try'n to play dis game."
Dib looked down as she fiddled with her new GameSlave and frowned.
"How can you think about that stupid game when there's discoveries to be made?" He asked.
Gaz grunted and glared up at him.
"How would you like to discover my fist in your face?" She asked.
Dib sighed, pretty use to his sister threats by now.
"Just warn me if ya see dad, okay?"
Gaz shrugged and Dib was too preoccupied to really take notice; besides, what were the chances their dad would be around anyway?
"I think the signals too weak," Dib said turning a few knobs before glancing up. "Hows it suppose to reach into space?"
Gaz didn't reply, but Dib had gotten into a habit of thinking out loud, so she wasn't even sure he was talking to her at all.
She glanced up as Dib tried to move higher onto the slanted roof, dragging Dad's device along with him.
"Hey!" Dib said, excited. "I think I'm gettin' something!"
He stood up and strained to hear through the headphones static, only catching bits and pieces of some kind of announcement.
"... -egin ...Elite..-oldiers... assigning...-orld conquest...-pending..-oom"
Dib took a step forward trying to get a better signal, but he lost his footing and with a startled cry he began to slid down the slanted roof. He barely managed to catch himself before he fell, his legs dangling over the side of the roof and his dads equipment crashing on the concrete below; the headphones falling off along with his glasses.
"Gaz!" He yelled, not being able to see in order to pull himself up.
His sister had already been alerted by the devices loud crash to the ground, and was more than a little frustrated that it had cost her the game.
She let out a low growl, but much to her brothers surprise she rushed over to stand directly below him
"GAZ, HURRY!" Dib yelled his grip on the roof top slipping."I'm gonna fall!"
"Told ya you'd get in trouble." She scolded him. "And you made me loose my game."
"Gaaaazzz!" Dib whined, terrified that he was going to fall. "Get the ladder, hurry!"
He heard her shift below him and a loud clang followed as the ladder, placed near the end of the roof, hit the ground; Gaz let out a small 'oops', but Dib didn't think she sounded too concerned.
"GAZ!"
"Stop whinin'!" Gaz snapped. "It's not that far down."
Dib's hands slipped further, so that he was just holding on with his fingers. In his panic he didn't even hear Gaz's words before she ran into the house.
'Oh no'
He dared to look below him, perhaps the fall wasn't so far, but without his glasses everything looked blurry; and it only scared him even more.
"GAZ, COME BACK!"
His fingers began to slip more...just at his fingertips now...
'I can't hold on'
He closed his eyes tight, bracing himself for the fall, he lost his grip and...
Nothing.
He hadn't even felt the sensation of falling for more than second when he felt a pair of hands grabbing his waist from behind. he gasped and looked back, and even though his vision was still blurry he could make out his fathers video display screen, two mechanical arms extending outward and keeping him from hitting the ground. When he felt himself being lowered, and his feet touched the ground, he let out a relieved breath.
"Son, what on Earth do you think you were doing?" Came his father's voice.
He looked up at it, though he could only vaguely make out his father's figure on the screen.
"I..I'm sorry, dad, I was just..."
"You know better than to take my equipment without asking," His father cut him off. "And you have no business on the roof at this hour."
"What hour?" Dib couldn't help but ask. "It's only four."
He heard someone shout something at his dad from behind him, and his father looked over and nodded.
"I don't have time for this right now, son." He told him, not looking back up. "We will discuss your behavior when I get home."
Dib frowned and the screen went blank; he didn't like it when his dad was upset with him, but he also knew that he wouldn't get punished; his dad probably wouldn't even be home that night.
"Told ya you'd get in trouble." Came Gaz's voice as she came to stand beside him, but she didn't sound as mocking as she usually did.
He didn't answer her and after a moment she let out an aggravated grunt.
"Here."
He felt her shove his glasses onto his face and blinked at her now glaring face.
"That way you can see how angry I am." She told him. "You made me lose on level 23, Dib. LEVEL 23!!"
He grinned nervously at his sister rage.
"You got anything to say for yourself? Huh?"
Dib grinned widely, his fear forgotten.
"I made contact, Gaz! I'm sure of it!" He exclaimed. "I bet I could even fix dad's machine and find the signal again. Isn't that cool?!"
Gaz's left eye twitched slightly in annoyance and she turned to stomp away.
"Next time I'm just gonna let ya fall!" she called back to him.
He blinked; so that's how dad knew where he was? He would have to thank Gaz later.
He grinned as another idea came to him.
"Hey, GAZ?! You wanna be my sidekick?!"
Okay...there are two reason's why I wrote this.
1) When I watched the first episode today and saw Dib on his roof with those headphones, and another episode where Dib says 'She's sorta my sidekick' I wanted to have some kind of background info on it.
yeah...I know, not much of a reason.
2) I wanted to involve Gaz in the story a little more , and I knew this had potential; though I still involved Prof.Membrane...who I think should be tied in with all of it.
please tell me what ya think!
