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Operation: B. O. Y. - S. C. O. U. T. S.
•Boy
•Operatives
•Yanked
•Scouting;
•Crazy
•Official
•Uses
•Troop
•Seriously
Writing Operative: DanMat6288
Some names, like Conestoga and Scorpion Patrol, are based on my own Boy Scout experiences.
Four ten-year-olds grouped around the KND main room, looking up at their leader, in thick, black sunglasses, British-native Numbuh 1.
"Kids Next Door, I have an important announcement to make," he stated.
An American-by-birth boy, in a pilot cap, raised his hand.
"Yes, Numbuh 2?"
"Did you hear about the Columbia shuttle?" Numbuh 2 asked.
Numbuh 1 stared at him and asked, "What, on Earth, are you talking about?"
An African-American girl, in a red cap, shook her head. "Don't tell us you didn't hear about the shuttle blowing up!" she cried. "Numbuh 5 saw it all over the news!"
A Japanese, happy-go-lucky, girl, titled Numbuh 3, nodded. "Me, too. Poor astronauts."
Numbuh 4, a ruff Australian blond boy, stated, "I don't doubt that it was brought down by terrorists!"
Numbuh 2 shook his head. "It couldn't be. The shuttle was to high up for any missile to have reached."
"Can we just get back to the subject?" yelled Numbuh 1.
The KND, quickly, fell silent and looked up at him.
"Thank you," said Numbuh 1. "Now, I must announce to you all..." Numbuh 1 let out an exasperated sigh. "My parents signed me up for Boy Scouts to improve my character."
"You, too?"
Numbuh 1 stared at Numbuh 2, confused, so he explained what he meant: "My parents signed me up for Boy Scouts, too."
Numbuh 1 sighed in relief. "Then I'll have someone I can talk to at those meetings."
"Aw, come on, Numbuh 1," Numbuh 2 said. "I don't think it will be that bad."
"Somehow, I'm not sure," sighed Numbuh 1.
That evening, at seven, Numbuh 1 was in uniform and at the local community center, where they held the meetings. He looked around and soon found Numbuh 2.
"There you are!" he said, going up to his agent pal. "Now, lets see about surviving through our first meeting to make it home and--"
He was interrupted, when an eagle scout approached the two. "Hello. You must be two of the new Boy Scouts," he said to them. "What's your names?"
"I'm Numbuh 1, and he's Numbuh 2," Numbuh 1 said.
"Your nicknames?"
"Well, we are the Kids Next Door, two actually," he replied. "And we're not exactly thrilled about this experience."
"Come on! Boy Scouts is fun!" the eagle scout cried.
"Well, Numbuh 1 didn't exactly join on his own will," Numbuh 2 butted in.
"Oh."
"Actually, I was thinking this might not be so bad," Numbuh 2 continued.
"Well, there are a few things you may need to know. First off, the scout motto: 'Be prepared', scout slogan: 'Do a good term daily', and the scout salute. You hold up three fingers on your right hand, and salute like that. When you want a group of scouts' attentions, you raise your hand up in the same way, without the salute," the eagle scout did all this as he spoke.
"Anyway," he continued, "you're going to have to be sorted into your patrols. What are your names? And I mean real names."
"Well, Numbuh 1 is Nigel Uno, and I'm Hoagie Gilligan. Jr., that is."
The eagle scout took out a slip of paper, and said, "Let's see, you were put in... Scorpion Patrol."
With that, Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 2 walked over to the pointed out table to begin their first meeting.