Author's Note: Okay here's one of the requests I've been asked to do. Thanks to KNDnumber170 for the idea. Here it is for you. Let me know if you want me to change or add anything.

It was a well known fact that Fanny was an extreme feminist. In fact, she believed that girls could do anything better, quicker and much more effective than boys. In Numbuh 86's eyes boys sucked.
So obviously, you can imagine her fury when moon base HQ discussed taking the toughest boys on a special training mission after Father had become more power crazy.

"What are you talking about?" Fanny scoffed at the meeting desk. "There are just as many girls who are strong enough and way better fighters! If you just send off a bunch of dumb boys then KND stand no chance!"

"Hey, girls like you will just hold us down!" Numbuh 60, AKA Patton informed her.

Fanny gasped at him. "Are you kidding, you'll all just mess up!"

"That's enough!" Numbuh 362 projected. "I'm sorry Numbuh 86 but the decisions been made, if it's a mixed gender group it'll just cause problems...like...imagine we sent Numbuhs 84 and 83 on it together. Romance would come out, there'd be lovers tiffs, their time and thoughts would be spent on each other so they wouldn't concentrate as hard."

Fanny sighed. "Well if you sent us girls who are focused then..."

"No, it's final Numbuh 86. I'm sorry." Rachel raised her hands.

Fanny frowned and sat back in her seat, glaring at Patton who was giving her a triumphant smirk.

3 Hours Later

Fanny was sat at home eating her roast dinner with her family. She munched quietly on her pork listening to her father on the phone. Eventually, Monty switched off the phone and returned to his meal.

"I saw that Uno boy earlier Fanny." Her mother beamed. "He's such a lovely boy."

Monty scoffed. "That Nigel Uno is a horrid, despicable child. I blame the parents."

Mrs Fulbright rolled her eyes. "Are there no boys in mind Fanny? When I was your age I'd already had three boyfriends."

"I've had a boyfriend mum, but he showed to be a disappointment. Boys are just a waste of time." Fanny said with a hint of bitterness.

Her little brother Shaunie laughed. "No boy could stand long enough of her."

"Shut it you! See why I hate boys so much?" Fanny spat at him.

Monty finished his meal. "Well, Shaunie, Patrick, ready for a game of soccer?"

Fanny beamed. "I am!"

"Ah, we don't want girls playing with us." Monty said childishly.

"Monty!" Mrs Fulbright scolded.

Monty shrugged. "I'm sorry but it's true, she'll just make us lose!"

Fanny sighed and finished her meal, then went upstairs to her room. "Stupid men!"
She sat at her computer and logged onto facebook. She went onto the KND group and read the most recent notice.

Boys of KND: Think you're tough enough?
Father has gone out of control, now leading a team of villains to take over the world and make lives worse for us kids. We need as many boys as possible to help us. Print out this letter for a fake weeks school trip and meet us on the school playground at 5:00am sharp.

Fanny frowned in anger and clicked on the link to get the letter. "I'll show them."

She walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Taking a deep breath she reached into the cabinet and pulled out the scissors. She stared watching closely as she cut at her hair carefully. When she was finished she looked at herself. Her hair was now in a shaggy and reached just below her ear.
She then glanced down and tutted at her reflection, being a young girl of twelve her chest had just begun to bud. She reached back into the cabinet and pulled out a bandage. Fanny then repeatedly wrapped it around her upper torso and stared at herself in the mirror again, smiling at her work of art and now completely flat chest.
She crept back into her room and pulled out her bag, looking through her wardrobe she thought...her clothes weren't exactly girly but boys definitely wouldn't wear them.

Fanny quickly ran into Patrick's room and began rummaging through his wardrobe, pulling out various pants, shirts and sweaters and placing them into her rucksack. When she'd gathered enough clothes she went back into her room and got ready for bed. She lay there for a long time thinking about the week of adventure ahead of her and how she'd trick all of those dumb guys, proving once and for all that girls can do anything boys can do, but better.

Just before she dozed off a knock on her door made her jump and her brother came walking in.
"Fanny I can't find half of my clothes mum didn't swap them again did sh...Ahhhhh!" Patrick screamed when he saw his now short haired sister.

She jumped out of bed and covered his mouth. "Shut up doofus, do you want to wake the whole street up!"

Patrick quietened down and Fanny removed her hand, wiping it in disgust on her pyjamas.

"Did dad cut your hair again?" Patrick asked then suddenly went into a panick. "Oh God! Hide me, don't let him do mine! I can't face looking like..."

"Shut up!" Fanny hissed. "I did this numbskull! Do you think dad could really make hair look this neat?"

Patrick raised an eyebrow. "You're so weird, you look like a guy."
His gaze then wandered to her dresser. "Oh, there's my sweater, why is it in your backpack?£

He walked over and took his sweater from the bag, noticing more of his clothes in there. He looked at Fanny quizzically. He then noticed a sheet of paper on the side and picked it up, reading it.

"Fan, please don't tell me you've tried to make yourself look like a boy to come on this mission?"

Fanny narrowed her eyes. "No! Why would I want to spend a week with cruddy boys!"

Patrick just stared at her knowingly. "...You're nuts you know that? KND will flip if you get caught, you could get S.P.L.U.R.G.E.D and suspended for disobeying orders and impersonating an operative!"

"I can't! I am an operative so they can't punish me for that!" Fanny argued.

Patrick rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't cope two minutes on a weeks trip with a bunch of guys."

"Sure I would, I work with them every day." Fanny shrugged.

"Fine." Patrick tutted. "I just hope you know what you're doing...you can borrow my clothes by the way."