[M/N] hummed as he enter the Membrane household with three white bags filled with this Chinese food he has heard about. He could eat it and Zim too, there were plenty of Carbs and the sweet and sour chicken was edible for the both of them. Sweet too, much to his joy.

He was so happy with the food that he decided to share with Mateo, Gaz and Dib. A treat for the family but when he entered the living room of the home, the atmosphere was tense and grim. Of course, the house was usually grim but there was some sort of noise going on or Dib ranting to Gaz about what he saw or what he did. There was no noise of Gaz and her game, no noise of the tv playing that tv show Dib adored. With his antenna, he can hear the faint hammer sound that was coming from the basement but it sounded hard. Like someone was taking their frustration out by using the tool, clanking was hard and loud.

[M/N] frowns before slowly placing the white bags on the small living room décor table. He didn't understand but he knew something was wrong, everyone in the house felt so blue and depressed. The Irken began walking up the stairs and stops at Gaz's door, signs and pictures were on the door with tape. Sighing, he slowly opens the door and peeked in to see Gaz on her bed, her squinted eyes focused on the purple game system. She was pressing buttons aggressively and growling under her breath, [M/N] could feel how tense she was. He knew she was an aggressive she was with her games but this was next level, the poor game looked to probably break in her grasp. " Gaz?"

" WHAT!" She practically hissed, one eye open and closed quickly as it open. " Oh, so you finally came, everything went to shit thirty minutes ago, I was hoping you would be here to stop it but everything already settled it down." She huffed as she kept moving her thumbs on the control sticks. " You can probably go home too, Dad is actually home this time around."

" I actually brought some Chinese food with me this time, I wanted to have dinner with you two. But no, my interest lies with what has happened before I came." [M/N] said as he looked at Gaz then away, " Was it a bad fight?" He cursed the Chinese place for making him late, because of them, he was late to stop the fight between the family members. Now, he had to two probably upset male Membranes and assure Gaz that everything will be fine after he would leave.

" Pretty intense." Gaz said as she paused her game and closed the top of it, her attention focused on the sitter for once. " It was actually building up since this morning, Dad was egging on Dib to start looking at stupid papers for colleges, ones solely based around sciences and math. Dib refused, I mean, He could've taken the paper and lied about looking at them but no." Gaz scoffed as she crossed her arms and looked at the wall, glaring at it. " Dib said he wasn't going to even think about them at all, he wants to go to some school in New York since it's the close to Ohio, they have a major for paranormal studies there. That, heh, that made Dad mad. He began getting angry, arguing with Dib that there was no future for him if he keeps it up with this Par-garbage."

[M/N] noticed how well Gaz was struggling to talk about this, the fight must've affected her too by the way she spat out words and somewhat mumbled some out. He looked to her and then noticed some red coloring under her lower eyes, if you squint at her face you could see them. They weren't too visible, she must've cried a bit but not much. Like frustrated tears or ones that leaked out. That made [M/N]'s squeedlyspooch bubble in an uncomfortable way.

" Now, Dad is in the stupid basement locked up and doing some stupid project, Dib is in his own room probably crying like some baby." Gaz said as she looked at the caretaker, her eyebrows furrowed when she noticed his expression like he was in pain. " Can I go eat? I feel like taking a nap afterwards." She asked as she slowly moved to hop out her bed but stops when a hand touched her hair and small motions like someone was petting her. She opens both amber eyes and stared at [M/N]. He was petting her, but not in a way of saying, " You'll be okay, just take my pettings and feel better", but in a way of reassurance, the best ones that parents give to their kids. She lets him, she doesn't move from his hand.

" Gaz, you shouldn't be feeling upset because of this, your too young to be crying over these spats that shouldn't be happening." [M/N] said as he kept giving her petting her, making sure to move his hand before she could probably stab him or something. " I'll go talk to Dib and your father, and I promise to come quicker next time. I didn't want you feel upset anymore." He cooed as he removed his hand and began walking to the door, looking over his shoulder to Gaz one last time. " The food is on the table, help yourself, just leave some sweet and sour chicken for me." he grins once more before shutting the door behind him and his steps drifted into the direction of Dib's room.

Gaz stared at the door then to her hand, she slowly ran her hand through her purple hair and looked down a bit. She was crying, only because she felt frustrated with her family and they were yelling over something stupid. She didn't like feeling this way but the way [M/N] pet her, gave her some feeling she couldn't understand. It made her feel happy, like brand new Game-slave happy but she didn't voice her joy. She rather not, though she will help herself to some food downstairs.

[M/N] pressed his ear against the wooden door, right over the huge picture of big feet, he can hear little noises from inside the room but nothing major or crying. Just shuffling and other noises, slowly the alien opens the door to the mess of the room. Just random papers, some scraps on the floor and a huge bundle on the bed. He slowly walked over it, his [E/C] eyes staring down at the bundle before poking it with his finger and the bundle jolts a bit making [M/N] move back, he was also startled. " Dib? Pumpkin, is that you?" [M/N] asked as he flinched as the bundle unwraps to show a very disheveled Dib. 

" Hey," Dib croaks weakly, his voice raspy from yelling and muffling his screams or cries into his dark pillow that looked soiled with tears. He sniffed and rubbed his dark sleeved around his eyes. They were pinkish from crying of course and [M/N] knew, they were very visible then his sister's. " I forgot you were coming over, I think you can be dismissed today.." Dib looked to [M/N] and noticed the worried expression and quickly looked away, " I'm fine, plus he's here anyway, not watching us but here. You can go home to your son." Dib felt his lip quiver as he had a selfish thought , [M/N] could go home, it was the logical thing to do since he has a kid of his own that he loved. Though, the selfish thing was that Dib didn't want [M/N] to go home. He wanted [M/N] to hug him and tell him that he was right and that everything will be alright, or for someone to tell him everything will be alright. 

" I'm not going home." [M/N] said as he lifts himself on the edge of Dib's bed, his eyes watching Dib's expression change to a confused one. He moved a bit and lightly pats Dib's head, a frown came upon his features when Dib flinched in surprise at the sudden gesture, how his squeedlyspooch gurgles in sadness. " I do not want to leave you two behind when you're both this sad.." [M/N] said as he watched Dib's lips quiver and noticed water, he glanced up to see if the celining was leaking but there was nothing. The alien glanced back to Dib before noticing water coming from his eyes, he stops the petting as Dib let tears fall. " You're crying.."

" Ha, yeah, sorry for being a crybaby." Dib chuckles as he used his hand to dry them but more kept on going down his cheeks. How embarrassing, letting the babysitter watch him cry like some four year old. He kept rubbing them away until he felt a hand, he quickly removed his hand and saw a [S/C] hand touching his cheek. His amber eyes watched as [M/N]'s thumb rub away falling tears. Dib's lower lip actually trembled again, a sob was so close from breaking out from his throat but he bit his lip this time. This brought so much comfort to the young teen. He was so taken back by such affection that he didn't notice [M/N]'s finger was slightly burning or the small puff of smoke that came from the finger. " I....I...."

" You don't have to feel sorry for anything when I'm here with you." [M/N] said as he moved his hand away and smiles softly at the boy, " You can cry if you want to but you shouldn't, your father should respect your interest, despite how crazy they sound, they are your interest." Dib wipes the rest of his tears as he listened, he was right. His dad should've respected his interest even if he was just saying it. Though, he could've done a better way of telling his dad that he wasn't interested in science. His dad probably would've have gotten it through his thick head if Dib didn't make his voice heard loudly or get his point across. They were both thick headed, must've inherited from him.

" I wish he can do that, even just faking it to make me happy." Dib sighs as he slowly shifted himself to sit beside his babysitter and looked at his lap. " I guess its too much for him." Dib sighs before looking away, anywhere away from his babysitters gaze. He didn't want to meet pity, he just.... well... he didn't know what he wanted yet but it was certainly not pity. " Sorry again for unloading this on you." Dib flinched as an arm wrapped around his shoulder and pulled against something cold. His amber eyes looked up to meet warm [E/C] ones, his gaze shifted back down. 

" Dib, I don't mind, in fact, I am very happy that you decided to tell me this.." [M/N] said as he moved his hand through Dib's black cowlick, playing with it. " I am sorry, very sorry that you feel that your father unit does not care for your interest. I feel sorry that you feel so blue, but I can only do so much as your babysitter. The one thing I can do is listen." [M/N] hummed as he looked over the human child. He felt pretty terrible that Mateo found no interest in his son's passion in the paranormal. He even felt upset with the man of science, how could he be a man of science when he doesn't believe in aliens? " So, come to me if you have something exciting to say about this..uh.. vampire-bees or the bigfoot?"

" Bigfoot is correct." Dib assured as he looked up, a boyish grin on his face. He felt pretty good, and he felt happy that [M/N] was willing to listen. Maybe he could finally talk more about Zim, maybe [M/N] could help him stop the green invader. " Thanks, [M/N], I feel...better..." Dib smiles as he moved back, [M/N] smiles back, before gasping making Dib jolt a bit, " What's wrong?"

" I brought home some Chinese food, it's on the table downstairs. You should hurry." [M/N] stands up from the bed and Dib follows after him. " The sweet and sour chicken is mine." Dib smiles before walking down. Two down and one to go. Taking a deep breath, [M/N] began walking down the stairs and passed the two siblings who were talking about what movie they both should indulge in for the evening. He smiles at the two before walking into the kitchen, he opens the basement door before heading down. The hammering was gone but there were slight hissing of a torch. He steps down, noting that it was very easy to get into the lab.

" Professo-"

" Hush! In a moment, I need to finish this adjustment to foodio." 

That explains why there wasn't a poite food robot in the kitchen. [M/N] leans against the wall, arms crossed his chest as he stared hard at the scientist, waiting after a minute. " Prof-"

" Another minute."

[M/N] frowns as he noticed the Professor clearly invading their argument or talk, huffing the Tallest used his PAK leg in one quick action to smack the back of Mateo's head. The leg left as soon as it came. The Professor cursed under his breath and turns to see [M/N]. His eyebrows shot up in surprise, " Ah, [M/N], what a surprise. I'm home today so the kid-"

" Actually, you shut up." [M/N] hissed as he walked forwards, his head held up high and body form was tense and defensive. If anything he learn from being one of the tallest was that he was the dominant, that to never back down against someone else that annoyed you or in this case, don't back down from someone who hurt a smeet emotionally. A human smeet but a still a smeet in [M/N]'s eyes. " I have some chosen..uh... ideas to speak to  you about." 

" Did I upset you in anyway? I ap-"

" Not me, you shouldn't be apologizing to me. You should be apologizing to your son." [M/N] said as he looked at Mateo, up in down in disgust. " And when was it the last time you've taken a shower? or wash your garb?" It had some black stuff, like oil around the top of the cowl, some grease on the gloves and something yellow at the corner of the coat.  " Anyway," The taller irken coughs into his fist and stared at Mateo. " You are going to sit and listen to me, no talking." Mateo was quiet. He seemed to listen to the last part of [M/N]'s statement.

" I can put foodio on hold.." He mutters before pulling up a black chair that was beside his desk, he sits down, one leg over the other and arms crossed. He looked to [M/N], amber meeting [E/C]. " Let's talk then."