Operation: Save the KND, a codename: kids next door fanfic

I was excited, delighted when I heard all this news about Kids Next Door coming back. So much news, so many great memories, so many great stories. I was lost in a Carnival of delights, with the poignant childhood aromas, the flashing neon of jolliness, all that sentimental candy-floss. (Love quoting the Joker).

A website, a Timer, the Voice Actors all getting together, A Facebook Page, a Youtube. So much work was put into this, so much,

Then the teaser came, and ohhhh did it came. For every question answered, there were three more in it's place. I wanted more, the need was insatiable, I quickly did what I always did. Research. Connecting the dots, reviewing old episodes, figuring out the codes. Putting two and two together, solving that Numbuh Vine is Lizzie DeVine. Finding out that The G:KND put the Earth under Planetary Decommissioning and they somehow already got the Teen Ninjas(Or at least there leaders)

I thought I had it. I thought I knew it. I thought I was a great detective. I was wrong. I couldn't see it. It was clever, oh so clever. How else do you keep a secret from detectives? You put it right underneath their noses and wait. That's what Tom Warburton did.

We all figured out the truth too late, they revealed it to us. There is no plans for Galactic Kids Next Door. It was all a prank, a heart wrenching prank.

Or was it?

Was it something more?

Yes, it was. They wanted to make the series. Warburton, the Voice Actors, everyone wanted another go, another shot. So they made this campaign, they made it to see if people were interested.

And wanna know what we are.

They have no plans of making it, but they want to make it. They want to show Cartoon Network that it is worth it. They did their part, so now it's our turn.

We have to tell Cartoon Network that we want to watch this.

So start by signing this petition at p/cartoon-network-greenlight-galactic-kids-next-door-series Send letters, emails, smoke signals to Cartoon Network.

Do what you can, because your actions could be the deciding vote on making Warburtons dreams, my dreams, our dreams come true. One last shot.

Just try is all I ask.

All right guys, listen up. Even if this show doesn't work out, just promise me one thing, that you'll never grow up. Even if you are 100 years old and don't remember a thing about our times together, you'll still be a kid at heart, okay? So who's with me!

So I don't get flagged I'll put a story here, a short one.

Stop the G:KND

"Nigel Uno what have you done?" Numbuh 5 asked allowed as she watched the video where one of her best friends dooms the Earth. She sighed as she looked around her. She saw how her comrades, teammates, friends were confused, betrayed and bewildered by the newfound information.

"Umm... Numbuh Foive whot are we gonna do?" The Blonde Australian, Numbuh 4 asked as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. In less than a second all eyes were on Numbuh 5.

She gulped, uncertainty overwhelming her nerves. She took a second to compose herself and form an answer.

"Numbuh Five thinks that we should all head up into space, find Numbuh 1,knock some sense into him and then bring him back home, baby!"

I'm sorry this wasn't a story.

I was writing a Galactic Kids Next Door Fanfic, then this came up. I personally thought my story could wait because they're bigger fish to fry here. So if you're disappointed then I'll try to write it faster. I may just put it as another chapter here, or I may just post it on it's own.

Stay young in spirit,

Numbuh 24 signing out!