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Authors note: okay my Bio wouldn't let me put anything else in so I am
going to list on of the member's profiles right here.
Codename: Numbuh 10 Real Name: Heather Twang Specialization: hand to hand combat (even better than Numbuh Four) Favorite saying: Bring it on Looks: Tall and slender, peach skin, Hazel eyes, red hair, and always wears a light purple scarf around her waist, and a black baseball cap on her head. Interesting Fact: has a crush on Numbuh Four and used Numbuh 2 To make him jealous.
ONTO THE STORY ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was an average Sunday morning but in the KND tree house everyone was rushing around trying to fix everything. Today was the day they would welcome 5 new members to their humble home and everyone was ready. The one thing they weren't ready for was when the doorbell rang. Numbuh Four ran to answer it but not before spitting on his hands so he could welcome whoever it was with a wet surprise. Swinging open the door he got a lot more than he bargained for. Standing in front of him was an absolutely gorgeous girl. She had long Chestnut hair that glowed in the sunlight and went perfectly flowing down her shoulders and over her Red and orange halter-top. Large black boots and a jean skirt completed the outfit and made him stand in awe for a few minutes. It was quite a surprise when she spoke.
"Aren't you going to let me in," demanded the girl, but Numbuh Four could only stare.
Finally Numbuh Three pushed him out of the way and greeted the girl in her usually bubbly manner.
"HI," yelled Numbuh Three excitedly, "My name is Kuki Sandband, but you can call me Numbuh Three."
"I'm Tammy Wentclof," The girl said in a disgusted voice, "But since I'm going to be working with you freaks then you can all me Numbuh 6"
"If you don't want to be here," Numbuh Two asked, "Why did you sign up?"
"You think I want to live with my parents," The girl asked, "I just needed to get out of the house for awhile."
The others nodded like they understood.
"My brother should be along soon," She said, rolling her eyes, "he's a little strange."
Numbuh Five took her suitcases and offered to show her to her room, but Numbuh Four jumped at the chance to be alone with this girl. As the love struck boy and uninterested girl walked away the rest of the team turned to the door to welcome their next newcomer.
The next one who walked through the door was a short and shrimpy boy, but they could see in his eyes he was very intelligent. He was jumping around and bubbling with excitement.
"Hi," he said loudly, startling everyone, "My name is Patrick Wentclof, It is an honor to be free of that penitentiary my parents call a home and use human interaction to learn more about my own kind."
Numbuh three laughed at all the big words the boy used. He was wearing a gray sweater over a white T-shirt and a pair of white shorts. He too had Brown hair but it was a little lighter than Tammy's.
"I hereby dub you, Numbuh 7," Numbuh One said, not really bothering to keep talking because the boy was already bouncing around the room uncontrollably.
Numbuh Three joined in and the two ran upstairs so he could see his new room..
"I don't think Numbuh Five is quite ready for another guest," Numbuh Five said, shaking her head."
"It's okay," Numbuh Two said, "Only three more to go."
Everyone groaned as they heard the doorbell yet again.
They opened the door to reveal a tall black boy, his eyes were downcast and he looked very nervous, Numbuh Five jumped up and began to talk to him in French. All the other KND members shook their heads. That's when Numbuh Five turned to them and started to explain.
"He was my next door neighbor," she began, "When I still live in France."
"Why isn't he talking," asked Numbuh Two.
"He's just shy," Numbuh Five said.
As in response the boy pulled his green baseball cap down more shielding his eyes as if he were afraid of the other members.
"Why don't you tell us you name," asked Numbuh One.
He mumbled something that they couldn't quite understand.
"What was that," asked Numbuh One.
"Andrew Kelley," came the boy's soft voice.
"Come on Andrew," said Numbuh Five, "Numbuh Five gonna take you to your place to crash, dig?"
The boy nodded and Numbuh Five began to lead him away from the main room.
No sooner had they left than they heard the doorbell again. Flinging open the door they revealed a sandy haired blonde on the front porch, and their reaction was far from pleases.
"IT'S ONE OF THE DELIGHTFUL CHILDREN," screamed Numbuh Two.
"QUICK NUMBUH TWO," Numbuh one yelled back, "GET THE WEAPONS."
The girl just laughed in response and shook her head.
"My name is Jenna Forrest," the girl answered, "And I'm your new Numbuh Nine."
"Oh," said Numbuh One, "You look so much like her."
The girl laughed again
The two boys looked her up and down and realized she did look like one of the DCFDTL, except she wore her hair back and crimped in a ponytail, and not to mention large gold hoop earrings. And her outfit was anything but delightful, it had the words "THIS IS TO THOSE WHO WISH ME WELL," and on the back it said, "AND THOSE WHO DON'T CAN GO TO HELL." The shirt was a black color and the lettering was gold. It went nicely with a pair of black jeans.
"Come on," said Numbuh One, "I'll take you upstairs."
As they left Numbuh Four came bounding down the stairs.
"Hey Numbuh Two," Numbuh Four asked, "Is the welcome wagon over."
"No," Numbuh Two said, "One more."
It was at that moment that the door broke down and a girl came stomping in. Her black baseball cap was falling off and her red hair was a mess. She had on an army shirt and pants with a light purple scarf tied around her waist. Her eyes scanned the room for a moment and landed on Numbuh Four.
"He's kinda cute," she thought.
"I'm Numbuh 10, she said, "My name is Heather Twang and if you make fun of it I'll whoop your ass so hard your great great great grandmother will feel it."
She then stormed past them upstairs.
The others could only stare; this was going to be a long next few years.
Codename: Numbuh 10 Real Name: Heather Twang Specialization: hand to hand combat (even better than Numbuh Four) Favorite saying: Bring it on Looks: Tall and slender, peach skin, Hazel eyes, red hair, and always wears a light purple scarf around her waist, and a black baseball cap on her head. Interesting Fact: has a crush on Numbuh Four and used Numbuh 2 To make him jealous.
ONTO THE STORY ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was an average Sunday morning but in the KND tree house everyone was rushing around trying to fix everything. Today was the day they would welcome 5 new members to their humble home and everyone was ready. The one thing they weren't ready for was when the doorbell rang. Numbuh Four ran to answer it but not before spitting on his hands so he could welcome whoever it was with a wet surprise. Swinging open the door he got a lot more than he bargained for. Standing in front of him was an absolutely gorgeous girl. She had long Chestnut hair that glowed in the sunlight and went perfectly flowing down her shoulders and over her Red and orange halter-top. Large black boots and a jean skirt completed the outfit and made him stand in awe for a few minutes. It was quite a surprise when she spoke.
"Aren't you going to let me in," demanded the girl, but Numbuh Four could only stare.
Finally Numbuh Three pushed him out of the way and greeted the girl in her usually bubbly manner.
"HI," yelled Numbuh Three excitedly, "My name is Kuki Sandband, but you can call me Numbuh Three."
"I'm Tammy Wentclof," The girl said in a disgusted voice, "But since I'm going to be working with you freaks then you can all me Numbuh 6"
"If you don't want to be here," Numbuh Two asked, "Why did you sign up?"
"You think I want to live with my parents," The girl asked, "I just needed to get out of the house for awhile."
The others nodded like they understood.
"My brother should be along soon," She said, rolling her eyes, "he's a little strange."
Numbuh Five took her suitcases and offered to show her to her room, but Numbuh Four jumped at the chance to be alone with this girl. As the love struck boy and uninterested girl walked away the rest of the team turned to the door to welcome their next newcomer.
The next one who walked through the door was a short and shrimpy boy, but they could see in his eyes he was very intelligent. He was jumping around and bubbling with excitement.
"Hi," he said loudly, startling everyone, "My name is Patrick Wentclof, It is an honor to be free of that penitentiary my parents call a home and use human interaction to learn more about my own kind."
Numbuh three laughed at all the big words the boy used. He was wearing a gray sweater over a white T-shirt and a pair of white shorts. He too had Brown hair but it was a little lighter than Tammy's.
"I hereby dub you, Numbuh 7," Numbuh One said, not really bothering to keep talking because the boy was already bouncing around the room uncontrollably.
Numbuh Three joined in and the two ran upstairs so he could see his new room..
"I don't think Numbuh Five is quite ready for another guest," Numbuh Five said, shaking her head."
"It's okay," Numbuh Two said, "Only three more to go."
Everyone groaned as they heard the doorbell yet again.
They opened the door to reveal a tall black boy, his eyes were downcast and he looked very nervous, Numbuh Five jumped up and began to talk to him in French. All the other KND members shook their heads. That's when Numbuh Five turned to them and started to explain.
"He was my next door neighbor," she began, "When I still live in France."
"Why isn't he talking," asked Numbuh Two.
"He's just shy," Numbuh Five said.
As in response the boy pulled his green baseball cap down more shielding his eyes as if he were afraid of the other members.
"Why don't you tell us you name," asked Numbuh One.
He mumbled something that they couldn't quite understand.
"What was that," asked Numbuh One.
"Andrew Kelley," came the boy's soft voice.
"Come on Andrew," said Numbuh Five, "Numbuh Five gonna take you to your place to crash, dig?"
The boy nodded and Numbuh Five began to lead him away from the main room.
No sooner had they left than they heard the doorbell again. Flinging open the door they revealed a sandy haired blonde on the front porch, and their reaction was far from pleases.
"IT'S ONE OF THE DELIGHTFUL CHILDREN," screamed Numbuh Two.
"QUICK NUMBUH TWO," Numbuh one yelled back, "GET THE WEAPONS."
The girl just laughed in response and shook her head.
"My name is Jenna Forrest," the girl answered, "And I'm your new Numbuh Nine."
"Oh," said Numbuh One, "You look so much like her."
The girl laughed again
The two boys looked her up and down and realized she did look like one of the DCFDTL, except she wore her hair back and crimped in a ponytail, and not to mention large gold hoop earrings. And her outfit was anything but delightful, it had the words "THIS IS TO THOSE WHO WISH ME WELL," and on the back it said, "AND THOSE WHO DON'T CAN GO TO HELL." The shirt was a black color and the lettering was gold. It went nicely with a pair of black jeans.
"Come on," said Numbuh One, "I'll take you upstairs."
As they left Numbuh Four came bounding down the stairs.
"Hey Numbuh Two," Numbuh Four asked, "Is the welcome wagon over."
"No," Numbuh Two said, "One more."
It was at that moment that the door broke down and a girl came stomping in. Her black baseball cap was falling off and her red hair was a mess. She had on an army shirt and pants with a light purple scarf tied around her waist. Her eyes scanned the room for a moment and landed on Numbuh Four.
"He's kinda cute," she thought.
"I'm Numbuh 10, she said, "My name is Heather Twang and if you make fun of it I'll whoop your ass so hard your great great great grandmother will feel it."
She then stormed past them upstairs.
The others could only stare; this was going to be a long next few years.