Codename: Kids Next Door

Created by Mr. Warburton

Now Loading: Kids Next Door Mission

Operation: R.O.M.A.N.C.E.

Romantic

Opposition

Made to

Attract

Nigel

Can

Entice trouble

Writing Operative

Ookami no Shinpi

Numbuh 1 stared out the window, tapping his fingers on the sill. He sighed, trying to think. This task was becoming harder than he would have imagined. Then again, he heard situations relating to such were this hard.

Still, he had to go through with this. He had no choice, really. It was only fair.

But the question was how he was going to do it. He was usually very reliable when it came to telling someone the truth. However, this was a different type of situation. He had never been in a circumstance quite like this one before.

He had to think of something, though.

Leaving the window, he began to pace around his room, wondering how he was going to say this.

"Hey Numbuh 1!!"

The young Brit nearly jumped at hearing the perky voice calling him. Turning, he came face to face with the cheerful Asian girl, Numbuh 3.

He let out a small sigh of relief. "Greetings, Numbuh 3. What can I do for you?"

She laughed. "Silly," she replied. "You say that all the time!!"

He looked at her, titling his head slightly. "Do I?"

"Yeah, you do!! Do you ever think that we come in here just to see ya?"

"Is that the reason you came?"

"Yeah!!"

"I see." He looked at the floor, then back at his fellow operative. "Well, in any case, I'm glad you're here, Numbuh 3."

Confusion filled her chocolate orbs. "You are?"

"Yes, I am. I need you to do me a favor."

She smiled. "Sure, Numbuh 1!!! Whatcha need?"

"Well………it's stupid, really."

"Oh, come on, Numbuh 1. I won't laugh!"

He looked at her over his dark shades. "You promise?"

She nodded, holding out her hand. "I promise!! Pinky swear!"

He looked at her strangely, then at his own hand. He often heard Numbuh 3 making these 'pinky swears', but this was actually the first time she's made one with him.

She giggled at his perplexity, then, reaching out, grabbed his pinky with her own. "Pinky swear!" she said.

He blinked slightly, then pulled his hand away from hers.

She smiled. "So, whatcha need, Numbuh 1?"

"Well………I……I need you to pretend to be Lizzie."

Uncertainty filled her eyes again. "Why?"

'At least she didn't laugh,' he mused. "Well, it's a rather…interesting…story, but, in any case, I need you to act like Lizzie. Just for now."

"Okay!" she replied.

The Leader then watched as she parted her hair, and she began to braid it into pigtails.

"What are you doing?" he inquired.

"Well," she replied, finishing her second pigtail, "if I'm gonna pretend to be Lizzie, it would be easier if I looked like her, too, wouldn't it?"

Before he could answer her, she pulled out a pair of glasses from her pocket.

"Where did you get those?" His voice hinted a bit of surprise.

"They came with one of my dolls. There's no glass or anything." She demonstrated by taking them off and poking her fingers through one of the frames. Indeed, there was no glass.

"I see…" he said, as she slipped them back on. He stiffened, however, as she grabbed onto his arm, gripping it tightly.

"How's this, Nigie?" she asked, a teasing tone in her voice.

"Numbuh 3, what are you…?!"

"You wanted me to act like Lizzie, didn't you? Isn't this how she acts?"

Numbuh 1 rolled his eyes. As he thought about it, however, he knew that it was exactly how Lizzie would act.

"All right, Numbuh 3…"

"Nuh-uh," she said, waving her finger in his face. "It's Lizzie, remember?"

He sighed. "Fine. Lizzie?"

She looked up at him. "Yes, Nigie?"

"I need to talk to you."

Numbuh 3 wasn't sure what to make of her friend's serious tone. He was usually like that, of course, but there was something buried there that she couldn't quite understand. Shrugging it off, she smiled at him. "What's that, Nigie?"

"I…I think…I think we should break up…"

Numbuh 3 stiffened, the smile on her face fading as she looked at him with astonished eyes. "You're breaking up with Lizzie?" the Asian girl asked quietly.

The Brit nodded. "Yes. I think it's time for Lizzie and I to break up."

"Why?"

"I…it's just…It's not working for me," Numbuh 1 stuttered, slightly uncomfortable. "I like Lizzie and all. She's a really nice person, but…I don't know if she's the right one for me."

"Really?"

"Yes. I'm not sure if I can handle a girl who's too clingy. Always trying to make me spend time with her, you know? It just doesn't work out."

Numbuh 3 suddenly let go of his arm, taking a step or two away from him.

The boy looked at her curiously. "Are you alright, Numbuh 3?" he asked.

She blinked, then smiled, nodding. "Yup! I'm okay. I…I guess I was just surprised to hear that you and Lizzie were breaking up, that's all."

He nodded, looking away from her. "Yes. I do like Lizzie. But, I somehow feel she's not for me, you know? There's something missing between us. I just don't feel that she's the right one. Do you get what I'm saying?"

Numbuh 3 nodded slowly. "If she was the right person to be with, you would feel happier, right? Like, you'd want to be with her all the time."

"Exactly. Even though she's nice, I don't know if I want to spend that much time with her. So, I think it's only fair if I break it off with her."

Looking at his watch, he added, "Well, I asked her to meet me in a few minutes." He lifted his foot off the ground, pressing the hidden button on his boot. "Tell the others that I'll be back later, okay, Numbuh 3?"

"Sure," she replied.

He smiled his gratitude to her, as the engine on his boots turned on, and he flew up, through the opening in the window.

Slowly, she began to undo her hair, thinking about what she had talked about with Numbuh 1. Smiling, she thought to herself, 'The right person, who would make me feel happier, the one I want to be with. Maybe, this time, I could get a chance with him.'

Transmission Interrupted

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