I own the laptop, and the lap. That's it.
Codename: Kid's Next Door
Operation:
Time out
Time
Is
Manipulated
Effectively
Outraging
Usual
Targets
"How long has he been like this?" Numbuh One asked standing over a trembling Tommy Gilligan. The young ex-operative was rocking himself, eyes glazed and chanting to himself,
"I'll be good. I'll be good. I'll be good."
"I dunno numbuh one, I found him in his room this morning." Hoagie Gilligan, numbuh 2, put a concerned hand on his little brother's shoulder.
"We'll have to take him to moon base. I'll alert the team."
"What numbuh five can't understand is why now? Didn't your parents already know you and Tommy were operatives?" Numbuh five turned from her station on the SCHOOL BUS. Seeing a sleeping numbuh 4, she slipped off her hat of to hit him.
"Hey!" Numbuh 4 startled.
"I've seen cases like this before." Numbuh one looked over his glasses, to numbuhs five and two, "If I'm right the staff at moon base will be able to reverse the effects."
"Effects of what?" Numbuh two turned back anxiously, turning the steering wheel with him.
"Weeeeeeeee!" Giggled numbuh three
"Numbuh Two!" Yelled numbuh one, as the operatives clung to their seats as the ship jerked around.
"Opps!" Numbuh two blushed, straightening the wheel.
Nigel was clutching at his heart, and forced himself to calm down before continuing, "We may be dealing with an out break. Something like this started showing up in England a while back but I don't know many details."
"You mean they wouldn't tell you? Why wouldn't they tell a fellow operative?" Numbuh five frowned at numbuh one's blush.
"Well they might have but…you see…" Numbuh one sighed and slouched back in his chair, "I couldn't figure out what they were saying." He looked down in defeat.
"Why not? Did they have a code? Oh! Oh! I know! Did they speak super secrete rainbow monkey Latin?" Numbuh three hopped up on her seat.
"Uh, not exactly. They just sort of talk funny there."
"You mean they talk like you?" Numbuh five sounded skeptical.
"No! I don't talk funny. They don't even use real words!"
"Sure." Numbuh five said patronizingly.
"You do to talk funny! It takes like eleventy billion minutes to figure out like twenty eights of a quarter of what you say!" Numbuh four waved his arms for make his point.
"Uh huh." Numbuh five shifted her look to numbuh four, "Numbuh five is just going to forget that you even said that."
"Numbuh One, I thought you were from England. Doesn't that mean you speak the language?" Numbuh two carefully kept his eyes ahead this time.
"Yeah, I kind of do…but well…I doesn't matter anyway! Numbuh three sixty two has a medical staff waiting for Tommy. They'll figure it out and then they'll find a way to cure him!" Numbuh one smiled confidently.
"I hope so." Numbuh two began docking with the moon base.
Transmission interrupted