Review, Review, Review! Please do so^_^!

I don't own anything expect my love for this cartoon.

"Numbuh 60…Uh, commander…uh…" while pulling the sleeve of dark green leather jacked, mumbled an eight years old kid.

"Huh? Wha-…" Patton Drilovsky, aka Number 60 of Kids Next Dore said, opening his eyes wide and looking around, "Oh, right, already progressed, cadet?"

"Yes sir!" Said she, putting her hand to her face and saluting, "May I continue to the next level, Commander Sir?" Loudly asked the girl and then waited a minute for an answer, "Sir!"

"What?" As if he waked up again, said Patton.

"Sir…Something wrong?" With concern asked cadet.

"No…Of course not cadet! Please continue your training!"

"Yes sir!" She saluted again and ran toward the machine, putting the new level command.

Looking at her, Patton sighed hardly and moved winter hat a little lower to his eyes.

"'ey, stoopid boy, answe'!" New, Irish voice announced from the 2x4 Communication Device. He clicked the button and the small metal box transformed into a big wide screen, with no one other that Numbuh 86, an Irish Redhead (Though she was wearing a Samurai-like hat on her head). Patton sighed; he had strange feelings for this girl, whenever it was anger or happiness, it was strongly towards her.

"Numbuh 60 is listening, report your message."

"Idiot!" She shouted again. No, clearly not happiness, only anger. She continued, "Surpem' Leaduh wants ya' in he' cabinet on Moonbas' this instan'!"

"I'm in the middle of cadets training, Numbuh 86, can it wait one more hour?"

He saw her face turning red from anger and eyes blazing with fire, "You…"

"I got it, returning this instant." He cut her in the middle and sighed, "Transmission over."

"Wait, ya!" She shouted but the screen was already black.

Patton looked at the screen and sighed again, "Even in the last…" but then turned around and saw the cadet ending another "Adult" robot.

"Cadet! Good job!" He decided to hide his problems for the time being, "Sadly, this is over for today!"

"Aw!" Answered the girl who's name was Leazy, "But why Numbuh 60?"

"Because I was called by Supreme Leaduh, Cadet."

"Ooooh, what for?"

"Numbuh 0 knows…" He mumbled and switched off the training module, "What for…"

Patton arrived to the moon base ten minutes after that. Putting his small, one-person flying 2x4 machine, he removed the belt and ran through the docks to the commanding room, passing the tables and the guards, and then he saw Fanny. She looked at him quite funny, even showed an evil grin. He passed the last guard showing the document, and then stood next to her.

"What's wrong? I arrived as fast as I could, Numbuh 86." Tried Numbuh 60 to say calmly.

"Nothin'" She repeated with a smile, "Nothin' bad, so'n to be a teenager and be decommissioned - Numbuh 60." Repeated Fanny with a small chuckle.

"How did you…" His face went pale, she knows and she was looking for it…No, he really hated her as Patton hated adults, "I'm going to see Supreme Leaduh now!"

"Go'd luc'," Slowly waving her hand said the leader of Decommissioning Squad, she loved her job, that's for sure, though Patton. No kid was cruel as her, with a smile doing such a thing, removing the childhood from a poor kids, only faults who's was, is to turn thirteen. He shacked his head and opened the door.

"Oh, Numbuh 60, please come in!" With strange words answered the Supreme Leader, Numbuh 362. She was wearing her common clothes of Leaduh and her samurai help with the number "362" on it.

"Sir, yes Sir!" He exclaimed, moving to her table.

The room went silent for a moment. Patton nervously took his hat off and looked at the leader. She was cute, that's for sure. Even more, Patton had a small crush on her…with her blue eyes, blond long hair, small ears…

"Numbuh 60…" Started she, catching his glare and getting lost, "Uh…well, let's start from the beginning, shall we?"

The boy blushed a little from her noticing and then nodded.

"As you know yourself, you are turning thirteen next month, is that correct, Numbuh 60?"

"Sir, yes Sir!" Shouted Patton again, saluting.

"Stop that…" Sighed she and moved the chair to the side, turning her face away from Drilovsky, "Cadets told me you don't do your job well…"

"Sir, I'm sorry sir, I have no apologi-"

"Let me finish," Mumbled the Supreme Leaduh, "Don't cut my phrases, operative."

"Yes Sir, sorry Sir."

"Now, I'm quite sure this have to do with decommission, Numbuh 60." She stopped for a moment, looking at the Drill Sergeant, his face was pale and sad, "That's why…we decided to let you choice your own Cadet Academy Trainer to continue your job, Numbuh 60, and…"

"Already?" He shouted in great shock, "B-but I still have a month, numbuh 362, sir, I can-"

"Let me finish!" Shouted she, putting her palms on the table and turning around, "Will you?"

"Sorry Sir, please continue Sir."

"As I was saying, and give you a very dangerous mission just for you and the person you will choice."

Patton froze, he didn't expect such a nice gesture and surprise from the Leader…not that she was a bad person or anything, just, such a gesture for a simple operative? "B-but why?"

"You deserved it more than anyone, Numbuh 60," She nodded.

"Thanks you sir, yes sir…question sir!"

"Yes?"

"What is this mission?"

"You will start it in Sector R2S"

"Sector R2S, sir?"

"Yes, Russia is a big country itself, that's why we have two sectors there, as I was saying, you will join the Sector RussiaTwoSiberia. They tried to it themselves but two of their team got wounded and right now are in our Hospital Section."

"W-who…am I dealing with?"

And who am I going to pick with me for my last month…?