IM BACK! And yes I know your thinking this is just another classic number 3 runs away from the kids next door and number 4 is all sad, boo hoo, next story please! Well its not. So just read it!

"Hurry up, numbah five! I gotta make dinner tonight!" Kuki Sanban aka Numbah three yelled at her friend.

"Numbah fives comin. Why do you always have to make dinner anyway? Shouldn't one of your parents be doin this junk? I mean you're only ten!" The dark skinned girl sighed and ran to catch up with her friend.

"Never mind." Numbah three skipped along beside numbah five until they reached her house. They said good bye then kuki went into her house and numbah five continued to walk down the street headed to hers.

"Mooshie! ( I don't know how to spell it! But ya'll know who im talking about!) Where are you?"

"Upstairs!" a small voice answered.

Numbah three flung her book bag down and headed to the kitchen wondering what to make.

"Mooshie, what do you want for dinner?" She yelled.

"Burgers!"

"Sounds good." Numbah three yelled while she got out some burgers and fries from the freezer and pulled out two frying pans and started to cook.

"Yes!" Wally Beatles yelled as he jumped up and pointed a finger in Hoggie Gilligan's face and yelled "I whopped your butt!"

Hoggie/ Numbah two had a confused look on his face and surrendered his controller over to Numbah one or Nigel Uno.

"Now if only you could beat me." Numbah one said as he slid off the couch controller in hand.

"Hey guys!" Numbah three said as she walked into the Kids Next Door living room (I don't know what they call it ok!)

"Hi." The guys said at the same time then went back to their game.

"Ooo! Can I play?" they nodded.

"HA! I WON!" Numbah four said laughing. "I beat numbah one!"

"Yay! My turn!" Numbah three said happily. Numbah ones face looked like he just saw the end of the world coming right at him as he soberly handed the controller to the Asian girl.

They played a few more games then numbah one said

"Alright guys, im done. Night!"

"Ya, me too." Numbah four said yawning.

"Wee! Bed time!" Numbah three said as she headed off to her room. Numbah two just headed off still puzzled at how numbah four beat him.

Numbah four and numbah three were walking home from school.

"So, you wanna come to the tree house and play some more video games?" Numbah four asked.

"Sur-"Numbah three stopped as she saw her dad's car in her driveway. "Uh... actually I uh... have homework I need to do... ya! See ya!" She said then ran into her house.

"Dad?" She said faintly. She found her dad sitting on their couch looking at a picture. She knew it was her mothers.

"Honey, go pack your stuff. We're leaving tomorrow- no wait, actually get your sister and come down here."

"Dad! No! We can't! I won't!"

"Kuki. Please. Just get your sister and come down here." She hated to see her father, even if he was an adult, like this so she got Mooshie and came down and sat next to him on the dark blue couch. Her mother had always like dark colors. Red's and blues especially.

"Kuki, Mooshie, I have something to tell you. This isn't easy so im just gonna come right out and tell you. When I was finishing collage, I had some bad experiences with a man. I don't know why but this man wanted- wants to kill me and my family. So you know how I told you your mother died in a car crash? Well, really this man shot her just a few months after Mooshie was born."

"So, the secret service got involved in this and the reason we have moved a few times-"

"More like thirteen." Kuki mumbled under her breathe. Her father heard.

"So the secret service got involved in this and we have had to move thirteen times is so that the man wouldn't kill us. We had to keep him off our case somehow. Now they have come up with a better idea. But we couldn't do this idea unless I told you."

Mooshie who had been quiet this entire time finally spoke up "What's the idea?"

"We have to fake our death. It'll be in a car crash or something. It will go in the newspaper, so that when he comes here to find us we will be 'dead' as you might say. The secret service will give us new identities and we'll have to move to a different house. There's one down the street I like and they are going to pay for it. You will go to the same school but they will give us 'makeovers' to make sure we don't look anything like what we did before. Im sorry"

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