Dib stifled a yawn, trying not to let his eyes droop shut as he stacked a small pile of video discs back into the horror section.

It had been a long day. Straight after the annual hi skool sports carnival, he'd had to go straight to work, and tonight he hadn't even had time to have a break. He'd been working non-stop since four o'clock and just as he had thought things couldn't get any worse, he'd had to deal with a customer who had broken a video disc and refused to pay for it.

Bored, Dib tried to occupy his mind so that he wouldn't fall asleep against the shelf. He still had another hour of work left, and his boss wouldn't allow him to leave early. He had close tonight, and that meant locking up the store.

Dib was currently alone in the store. The busy hour had just passed and now he was stacking video discs again. He looked at the them as he stacked them, but paid no real mind to what they were, although one did capture his attention.

"Intestines of War," he muttered. "I remember that."

Dib flipped the disc over and looked at the blurb on the back, when he heard the store buzzer go off and voices. Standing up, he made his way to the front of the row to see who had entered. It was a mother and two kids.

'Great,' Dib thought to himself. 'Just what I need right now.'

Grudgingly, he made his way up to the counter to wait for them so he could serve them. They took a fair while, so Dib decided to finish stacking and then would go back to the counter when they were actually ready to leave. He had just finished stacking the last video disc when he heard the mother asking if there was anybody around.

"Coming!" Dib called, and headed over to serve.

Thankfully the mother gave him no trouble as most of the other customers had done, and before he knew it, Dib was alone in the store again. After filling out some paperwork, he checked the time and found that he had ten minutes until he could close the store. He yawned again, sitting down at the computer and processing some of the paperwork for the boss. Most of it was orders for new discs to be delivered. The lanky teen with the iconic scythe hairdo finally switched off the computer and reached up to pull the store roster out from the shelf above him, when he heard the buzzer go off, and looked up. It looked like he had one final customer to deal with.

"Ugh..." Dib groaned quietly. He hated when this happened.

He switched back on the computer and watched it load for a moment or so, before he got up from where he was sitting and stood behind the counter, waiting for the customer. It was probably some old man or teenager with a late night porn fetish. Yes, he had the misfortune of dealing with a few of those in the past.

Dib looked around the store, but couldn't see anybody. He looked up at the security monitor and still couldn't see anybody, finding it a little strange but not thinking much of it. Perhaps the customer was just out of view.

Dib sighed, and tapped his fingers against the counter, casting his eyes towards the clock. One minute until close. He sat down on the chair again. He felt his eyes starting to shut when he heard slight movement, and jolted awake. Looking around, he saw nothing. Only when he turned back the other way as he stood up again did his eyes come across the customer, and he jumped slightly.

A black haired boy stared at him, with ocean blue eyes which seemed to penetrate into him. The boy had no expression on his face. Dib felt an inward shudder.

"Uh... can I help you?" he asked, regaining his voice after a moment or so. He cleared his throat and tried to make it seem as though he wasn't ready to fall asleep.

The boy gave a nod. "I'm looking for a video by the name of 'Intestines of War.' Do you have it in this store?"

Dib stared. "Yeah, actually, it just came back tonight. I'll get it for you."

The boy nodded. "Thank you."

Dib looked at him as he passed to go to the horror section and get the disc. He couldn't help but wonder what exactly this teen had been doing the entire time. Surely he would have noticed the disc himself if he was looking around? Then again, maybe he hadn't looked hard enough. It was kind of strange though. The way he'd come in so quietly and then Dib had hardly noticed him. Perhaps this was a new customer. Dib had never seen him before, and wondered who he was or where he was from. He didn't look like the type that had a porn fetish.

He pushed aside his thoughts and made his way back to the front counter with the video disc. The boy looked at him, and Dib could feel his eyes following him as he made his way to the computer.

"That one is $2.00 for a weekly rental. Do you have a member card?"

The boy tilted his head, looking confused. "A what?"

"Uh... membership card. You use it to hire videos. Do you have one?"

The boy shook his head. "No, this is the first time I have been here. Do I need to purchase one?"

"No, membership is free. I will need your address and phone number though. I can give you a card then and you can use that instead of having to tell me your phone number when you hire a movie."

"Okay."

The boy gave him his address and phone number, and Dib typed it into the computer. He picked up the disc and scanned it, before handing it over to the boy, who gave him the two dollars in return.

"Are you new around here?" Dib asked curiously as the boy made his way over to the entrance to leave.

"Kind of." he replied, stopping and looking at Dib. Dib looked back at him.

"What's your name?"

"I'm sorry, but I have to go. I'm in a hurry."

Dib raised an eyebrow. "Alright, see ya."

He watched as the boy left the store and disappeared out into the mall. Dib walked over to the entrance and peered out, but he had gone.

"Well, that was weird," he muttered, finally able to close up the store.

He looked at the boys details on the computer before he switched it off, when he realised that even though he'd gotten the boys address and phone number, he still didn't have his name.

"Okay... That's a first." he said to himself in wonder, grabbing his trench coat as he locked away the money into the safe and then exited the store, locking it up behind him.

Dib grabbed a Suck-Monkey on his way out of the mall and headed home.  As he walked, he couldn't help but wonder about that boy. He said he was new. Well, kind of new. Maybe he'd moved into the city from out of state or something. Dib wondered if he'd see the boy ever again, and what his name was. He was so distracted he didn't see a telephone pole and almost bashed into it, but managed to steer clear of it at the last moment.

He put his hand to his head and rubbed it tiredly, continuing on home. When he finally arrived, he went straight up to his bedroom and collapsed onto his bed. He had some homework, but he was too exhausted to do it.

Dib threw the cup into the bin across the room, and put his head down onto his pillow, falling asleep shortly after.