A/N: YES I POSTED SOMETHING! ~²
Anyways, this is going to be my Christmas story, and, seeing that last time I was barely able to finish my Halloween story, I decided to start this early.
Thanksgiving break is, unfortunately, almost over, so I must take advantage of the time we have left! (I spent too much time playing video games and watching Azumanga Daioh. xD)
Hehe...I gave up on the chapter titles. ^^;
As always, ENJOY! :D
A Galactic Christmas
by cherrimrocks
Chapter 1
"We're not even a sector anymore!" Numbuh 4 screamed. "We don't even have a leader!"
"Numbuh 4, the rules are the rules," Numbuh 5 answered, trying to sound calm, but her voice was filled with sadness.
"First Numbuh 1, now you're going to be the Supreme Leader of the Kids Next Door," Numbuh 4 continued. "It's all that stupid Galactic Kids Next Door's fault. Now—"
"Numbuh 4, we all feel the same way," Numbuh 2 said. "But there's nothing we can do about it."
"Then what are we supposed to do? Get beat up by a bunch of villains?"
"We could…work at the Moonbase, like Numbuh 5," Numbuh 2 said desperately.
"NO! Nothing's the same anymore! Don't you get it?" Numbuh 4 yelled, fighting back tears.
"Numbuh 4…" Numbuh 3 put a hand on his shoulder. Usually that would have stopped him from shouting more, but instead he smacked her hand and yelled, "SHUT UP!"
Numbuh 3's eyes filled with tears, but Numbuh 4, for once, took no notice. "None of you get it!" He stormed into his room and slammed the door.
Numbuh 3 immediately began sobbing. Numbuh 5 patted her shoulder reassuringly.
Numbuh 2 sighed. "He's right, Numbuh 5. We don't even have a leader. Everything is…falling apart."
Numbuh 5 was about to reply, when they heard a noise in the hangar.
"That's my ride." Numbuh 5 put on a brave face and headed for the hangar. Numbuhs 2 and 3 followed.
In the hangar, Numbuh 35, the escort, and a S.C.A.M.P.E.R. was waiting for Numbuh 5.
"Hey! Numbuh 35! Do you know why Numbuh 362 is missing?" Numbuh 2 called out while Numbuh 5 got into the ship.
He shook his head. "Nope. Rumors say that she's been kidnapped." He turned around and also boarded the ship, and it took off, leaving behind three helpless kids.
Later, at the Moonbase…
"Numbuh 5, sir! Numbuh 362's private S.K.I.D.O.O.D. and five gallons of fuel were found missing, and a note was left in their place!" Numbuh 60 reported.
Numbuh 5 took the note from him and scanned it quickly. "What? Numbuh 362's trying to find the GKND? But how did she even find out about it?"
Numbuh 60 scratched his head. "Uh, sir? What is the GKND?"
Numbuh 5 hesitated, then said, "It's, um, where Numbuh 1 disappeared off to last week." I've got to go find Numbuh 362! Numbuh 5 thought. Then I might not have to be Supreme Leader anymore!
To Numbuh 60, she said, "Me and my team will go find her."
"But sir, who will be in charge?"
Numbuh 5 thought for a minute, then replied, "How about you?"
"Me? But…" Numbuh 60 searched for an excuse. "What about the Arctic Base? I can't just command the whole Kids Next Door by myself!"
"I'm sure Numbuh 53 can handle things while you're gone," Numbuh 5 answered. "But about the 'commanding the KND' part…you're going to need an assistant."
Right on cue, Numbuh 86 burst through the door. "Numbuh 5, sir! Sector X is being attacked by nerd zombies and is requesting for immediate backup! Who should we send? But Sector P is fighting off Knightbrace, so we can't send them. Also, Numbuhs 44 just broke the antennae so I can't get anymore signals, and—"
"That's it!" Numbuh 5 interrupted. "Numbuh 86 can help you, Numbuh 60!"
"Help him with what?" Numbuh 86 demanded.
Numbuh 60 quickly objected. "She can't help me command the Kids Next Door! She'd just…yell at me and stuff!"
"You put a boy in charge of the Kids Next Door? What kind of Supreme Leader are you? If Numbuh 362 was here—"
"That's what I'm talking about, Numbuh 86! I'm going to go find Numbuh 362. Numbuh 60 can't be Supreme Leader by himself, so you're gonna help him."
"But—"
"That's an order, Numbuh 86!" Numbuh 5 yelled, jabbing a finger at her. "I'm sure Numbuh 36 can take over as the temporary Global Tactical Officer."
Numbuh 5 walked out of the room, pulling a P.I.P.E.R. out of her pocket as she did. "Hello, Numbuh 2?" She paused as she listened to his reply. "Ready the S.T.A.R.W.R.E.C.K.; we're going on a mission."
-Transmission Interrupted-
A/N: Sorry there's no fluff yet...^^; But I promise there will be!