F: Hey this is Lady Fumou and yes, we are not dead. Well except for Amai it was touch and go there for a minute. JK!
A: HAhah fumou very funny but yea we're not dead but school sucks so here's a brand new story that was all fumou's idea. KND!
"Numbuh 362! We have new information on numbers 17 and 137!" "17,137? But aren't they teenagers?" she said the last part with disgust. "Tell that to them." The operative pushed buttons on his wrist and two girls, one with waist length brown hair and brown eyes. You can easily tell she was older seeing as she was almost 6 feet tall. The other, however was harder to tell. She had shoulder length hair and startling blue eyes matched with pale, pale skin. She barely cleared 5 feet. The only person in the knd that was shorter than her was number 4. The only way you could tell she was fully developed. In fact both walked akwardly as if they're bodies were very unbalanced."Yeah they're teenagers." The shorter one's eye twitched. "What did you just call me?" She said menacingly. "I don't know why everyone keeps calling me that. I'm only 10!" Numbuh 362 pulled the operatic aside. "Why does she think she's 10? Hasn't she even looked in a mirror?" "No, we think it would disturb her too much. Both of their minds are stuck at the age they were when the accident happened. In their heads they're still kids." 362 thought this over. "Hmm...They would make good spies..." She said to herself before returning her attention to the teens. "17, 137, look at your reflections." She said gesturing to a mirror in the corner. 17 screamed , 137 eyes widened. "what happened to us?!" 137 exclaimed. 362 looked. "You both were in an accident that caused you to be in comas... for the last 3 years." What about our teammates?" "All Decomissioned." "Are we gonna be decomissioned?" 137 had tears forming in the corner of her eyes. "No, as long as your alligent to the KND you can reamin as spy's." 362 walks out of the room tells the operative to put them with the "Losers"
3 days later at section V club house. "Nigel uno, 362 orders that you house these two spy operatives. Numbuh 17 and 137." "Kids Next Door, line up for introductions!" Nigel comanded after 17 & 137 were dropped off. "I'm Nina Dieste or numbuh 17." "I'm Winnie Citris or numbuh 137." Sector V introduced themselves saving me for last . "Nigel Uno." "Oh cool, your last name is your number just like mine." "Dieste isn't a number." "It's a mix of diece siete. It's spanish." "Oh yes, i knew that." He didn't. he just wanted to impress Nina for a reason he didn't really know. "Well numbuh 3 will show you to your qu