My sequel to Operation: G.I.R.L.F.R.I.E.N.D. The story is basically about Nigel joining the splinter cell after he feels that he has no more of a purpose in life without Lizzie. And at the end, Nigel will have to do something that might change the entire history of the KND forever. Enjoy!

Numbuh 1 sat in his room, hurt and alone. "Dear diary...," he wrote. "Last night was the worst for me. Yah. Lizzie dumped me. I saved her from my tree house, who strangely had a crush on me. And strangely, after all that, Lizzie didn't even show any appreciation for what I did. Why would she do that? She and I were boyfriend, and girlfriend. Girlfriend, and boyfriend. But she broke up with me. And now, my life is meaningless. I have nothing else to look forward to. Even if I am a KND member of the kids next door. So before I end my story.. I just want to say, "Lizzie, I know how you feel about me. I completely ruined your whole day yesterday. I'm sorry. But I guess it's a little too late for that, huh? Well, Goodbye…"

"Hey, Numbuh 1.…..," said Numbuh 2, stumbling upon him in his room and aside of Numbuh 4. "What ya' doin'?," he asked.

"NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!," exclaimed Numbuh 1, quickly closing his diary. "NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Sorry, sheesh! I was just sayin' that me and Numbuh 4 were going outside to go and play some baseball. You wanna' join us?"

"...No thanks..."

"No thanks? But this is your favorite game. Is something bothering you?"

"No. Now if you don't mind, I would like some time to myself!"

"Ok! Ok! Ok! We'll leave already! Ya' could've just asked! Sheesh!"

"Come on, Numbuh 2," said Numbuh 4. "What are you waiting for? We've got balls to throw!"

"Ya, let's do it to it!," exclaimed an excited Numbuh 2.

"See ya' later, Numbuh 1!," said Numbuh 4. "Were gonna' go and have some fun!" And with that, he ran from the room alongside Numbuh 2. "Woo!," he shouted.

"Ya', see ya'..," said Numbuh 1 before talking to himself. "I'm glad they're happy. But I'm sure not. What I need is a sign. And a good one too. I don't know what to do. My girlfriend dumped me. My tree house is destroyed and as a result me and my sector are living up here on the kids next door moon base."

That night, when Numbuh 1 was asleep, he started to hear a beaming sound. Like a ray of some sort. And as a result, he woke up and found a weird satellite dish outside the moon base. So he went outside to see what was going on.

"Hello? Anybody in there?," he asked.

No one answered, so he went inside of the satellite dish and investigated a little more.

"Hello.. please answer if there is someone inside of here!," he continued.

Everything was still very quiet, until Nigel heard a voice. A very dark and scary deep voice. Kind of on the order of King Cold's voice. Only more frightening...

"I believe you are Nigel Uno. One of the KND operatives?," said the voice.

"Who are you, and what do you want?," he asked, suspiciously.

"What I want is for you to tell me what is on your mind and what is bothering you so badly. Speak up now, or forever keep this stress on your soul; forever and ever."

"Well, there's this girl named Lizzie. And she broke up with me yesternight, so I was seeking help, but couldn't find any…..could you be the one to help me?"

"Of course I can Nigel. But you have to do one thing for me if you wish to receive my help."

"Oh, really, and um... hehe... what is that?"

"You must join the…SPLINTER CELL!"

Numbuh 1 gasped. "You don't mean that horrible group of KND operatives that wan't to destroy all adults, good and bad, do you?"

"Yes, Yes! That's them!"

"Negative, I can't do that! I…..I WON'T! You can't tempt me with your offers, foul demon! And second of all, how do you know my name?"

"I know every KND operative's name. let's just say that I'm a friend. And that I know all my beloved KND operatives!"

"Well regardless, I'm still not going to join the splinter cell! So forget it! You can't make me! You won't make me!"

"But Nigel, didn't you say yourself that your life was meaningless to you?"

He paused... "Well…ya' but…."

"But what?"

"Well…..I…..um…"

"Think about it Nigel Uno, if you join the Splinter Cell, you will have eternal happiness, and with hatred on your heart you'll have no problem killing off every human, good or bad!"

"Wait a minute! Every human? I thought the splinter cell only killed adults. Good or bad. That's what Numbuh 362 told me yesterday."

"Well, Numbuh 362 was wrong."

"Why are you telling me all of these secrets in the first place. Do you really trust me that much?"

"Numbuh 1, I trust you…..like my son."

With a long pause, tears soon began to form in Nigel's eyes.. He sniffled. "I'm crying. I'm actually crying. That means that I have to be able to trust you if your able to trust me."

"So tell me, Nigel Uno. What do you plan to do?"

Growing an evil grin, Numbuh 1 replied, "Alright then. You've talked me into it. I guess I have no choice….but to join you."

"Well, I'm quite pleased with your decision. Now please sit down in that seat next to you. And together, we shall fly away to our destiny! Are you ready, Nigel Uno?"

"Yes, I am ready."

"Oh and there's something else."

"Yes?"

"It would appear you have great hatred against Lizzie for how she dumped you.. Nigie.. Hmhmh... Anyway, would you like to take your own sweet time with her demise? Hehe."

He smirked evilly and replied, "Listen, I know that Lizzie has indeed infact betrayed me and broke my heart. And that she can be so cruel and evil. But you monster!, thinking of such horrible things like that….IT'S JUST PLAIN AWESOME! WHAT A GENIUS PLAN! I'LL SHOW LIZZIE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN SHE MESSES WITH ME! Stupid girl! You will pay! AHHH, YES! YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR EVERYTHING YOU DID TO ME, AHHH!"

"Yes, that's the spirit! Let it all out!"

"Oh don't worry, that's just a taste of what I'm going to do to her!"

"I'll see that your are pleased, my son. Now to the splinter cell we go!"

And so with that, the satellite dish took off and went back to earth where the splinter cell's headquarters were located. When they got there, Numbuh 1 saw all of the lab and it's experiments. For he soon found out that the splinter cell was just a group of rebellions of the KND, but a group of mad scientists and evil geniuses. He expected far better from their kind, and was going to get just that.

"Um, excuse me sir, but you said that this is the splinter cell, right?," asked Nigel to Bob.

"Why yes, my son," he replied.

"Then we might be lost."

"Believe me sir, you're not lost," said a voice from behind Numbuh 1.

"Who are you?," asked Numbuh 1.

"I'm Ferb," he replied. "One of the greatest operatives in the splinter cell."

"So, are you their leader?"

"Who, me?"

"Um, yes?"

"Oh heavens no! Our leader is a girl."

"Um, could you tell me how she looks?"

"Well why don't you just come and see her? She'll be happy to know that we have another member here."

"Um, ok. Hehe."

And so, Numbuh 1 went to go and see the leader of the splinter cell. She wore a pink sweater. A raggedy pink hat that was shaped like a triangle, only it was fluffy. She had long black hair with a part in the middle. And she wore long pink pants that were fluffy and matched her sweater. With pink slipper-like shoes on her feet. And her skin was the color of Nigel's.

"Um, excuse me, but are you the leader of the splinter cell?," he asked her.

"Why yes, yes I am," she replied. "Who might you be?"

"Well, I'm Nigel Uno, aka Numbuh 1 of the KND."

"Ah yes, I've heard of them."

"So, what's your name?"

"My name is Ms. J. But you can just call me 'J'."

"Oh, alright."

"You see my son, these are the people who can help you destroy Lizzie and everyone else on this planet!," said Bob.

"Well, actually I really only want to kill Lizzie," replied Numbuh 1. "That's all."

"That's all? Just one person?," asked Ms. J.

"Well, um, yes," Nigel replied.

"Nigel, Nigel, Nigel, how old are you?," she said.

"Um'…..Eleven. What about you?"

"Ten. Anyway you should know that here in the splinter cell we wan't to kill everyone in the entire world. Right?"

"Um, yes?"

"Good, then why are you only after one person?"

"Because no one else ever wronged me."

"Well, here in the splinter cell we kill anyone, because once you join the splinter cell. Everyone is your enemy."

"Oh, yes, I see. But still, I won't do it! I refuse!"

"I see... so you're a coward? A chicken!" Ms. J then began imitating one. "BAWK, BAWK!," she teased.

"Hey, cut that out!"

"BAWK! BAWK!," she continued, much to the other operatives, minus Bob, beginning to laugh at Nigel.

"I know what your trying to do!," he said. "Well stop it! Because it won't work! I'm not going to kill everyone just because of one person!"

"But son," said Bob, "you said you wanted to be evil, remember?"

"Well, yes, but…"

"No butts, Nigel Uno!," spat Ms. J. "And if we can't persuade you this way. Than maybe we can persuade you, another way! You know that photo of your touché that the delightful children from down the lane took of you along long time ago?"

"Well... yes..?," said Numbuh 1, curiously.

"Good, because it just so happens that I have it right here on my throne. See how you look Nigel Uno?" Ms. J laughed as did all the others, except Bob again.

Now greatly embarrassed and angered, Nigel lost his cool. "Too bad that but resembles your face!," he spat. Everyone gasped, and Ms. J became greatly offended.

"…..What?...," she said. "How dare you? You have some nerve talking to me like that you insect! Now you're gonna' pay!"

"Oh yeah, and how are you going to do that?," challenged Nigel.

"You've done it now, boy," said Bob in fear.

"Guards, beat up that disrespectful K-N-DORK!," spat Ms. J, much to the operatives surrounding Nigel and prepared to do as she commanded.

"Wait, please don't do that!," he begged.

Tomas: "Alright, dork!," spat an operative, named Tomas. "Let's do this!"

Nigel gulped. "Who are you?"

"Ms. J's greatest bodyguard," he replied. "Now I'm gonna' give you something to really laugh about! Hi-yah!," he yelled, punching Nigel in the nose.

Numbuh 1's nose started to bleed. "OW!," he yelled. "That really hurt..." He sniffled as tears started to form in his eyes.

"Auh, look...," teased Ms. J. "He's crying. Guards, put him in the baby chair. Hahaha!"

"Yes, master...," said the guards in unison, though mistress would have been more appropriate.

Later that day, Nigel and his so-called father, a.k.a. the satellite dish, were both together inside of a dark creepy place.

"You know, son, all that mouth could have gotten you killed today!," warned Bob.

"Well, wouldn't that be better dad? I don't have anymore friends. I thought that you were going to take me to somewhere where I would be safe. But instead you've taken me to a bunch of bullies!"

"Now son, that's not true. I didn't even know she was going to do something like that to you."

"Likely story, dad! You're part of the splinter cell! Wouldn't you know there next moves? I know you've studied mine!"

"So I have, Nigel. So I have. Now get some rest, son. Tomorrow is a big day."

Though he was frustrated, Numbuh 1 eventually came around. "...Ok, dad... I'll get some rest... Goodnight."

"Goodnight, my son... Goodnight.."

And so with that, the first part of this story ends. And as Nigel's so-called dad says "Tomorrow is a big day." The day when the war between the KND and The Splinter Cell begins. Stay Tuned for the next exciting chapter, of Operation: S.P.L.I.N.T.E.R.-C.E.L.L.E.D.