KND:

Operation: C.R.U.S.H

Crudy

Romantic

Union

Someone

Help

It was T minus two months, three days, and five minutes until decommission. Wally's decommission. Sure, he was sad he was leaving the Kids Next Door. Who wouldn't be?! Going from kicking butt, fighting the grownups, to being a cruddy teenager isn't exactly his first choice. Being a kid is fun and no matter how tough a guy is, change is scary. Especially if you're saying goodbye to the one thing you've known since you were a lonely kid who moved to america in the middle of the school year. Wally wasn't ready to leave the KND, not like this. As he walked down the block on a sunny June day, he immediately knew exactly what he had to do!

Wally hasn't even knocked on the bloody door yet and he can already feel the heat rush to his cheeks from the embarrassment. Panicking slightly he repeatedly banged on the door as if his life depended on it.

"Alright Alright Abbys Coming!" He heard from the other side moments before the door flew open.

Luckily for him, he was able to maintain a close relationship with Numbuh five and Numbuh two post decommission. They're more or less like his older siblings now and he's thankful for it. Abby still has her same old red cap and long braid. She has adapted a cooler style tough. Black skinny jeans, blue crop top showing off a gold belly button ring, and black sneakers.

"Waddaya want Walley?" She said slightly annoyed.

"I need to ask ya somethin."

"Ok…"

"Umm… See I have this… friend who likes a girl. He's going through some stuff so he has to tell her right away or he forgets. It's a… brain problem."

Abby wanted to chuckle at his naivety. Being one of the best members in KND sense number one, she was allowed to be a top secret member throughout teen and adulthood. She knew exactly what he was talking about, but Abby knew before anything could happen, Wally had to admit his feelings to himself.

"Alright," she said closing the door sitting on the porch swing.

"But… she has the same brain problem. So they are both going to forget. And he doesn't want that."

"Come sit right next to Abby and tell her more about this 'friend'."

Wally made his way to the wooden swing without any struggle. After hitting a growth spurt he had no issues getting on that cruddy swing. He hated having to use a stepping stool just to get on the stupid thing. It used to give him splinters anyway.

"Now, how does your 'friend' feel about this girl?"

"I-he… thinks she's not so bad for a girl. She's really nice, sweet, and pretty."

"Pretty?" Abby said with a smug smile.

"She's… well… you know…"

"Well it sounds like the boys gotta kiss her and write it down so he doesn't forget."

"NO!"

He didn't want to admit he liked her. As much as a part of him wanted to scream "I like you Kuki Sanban!" at the top of his lungs at the highest point on the treehouse. Another part of him was scared out of his mind. They won't even remember what they had in the KND. The time she almost married that sand king and he saved her even though she owed him a quarter, or when he broke that stupid cat doll thing so he dressed up like it to get her to stop crying, or even any of the missions they had together.

"He's not good at this mushy stuff."

"I figured Wally."

"And your a girl… could you… maybe help a clueless guy out?"

"It would be my pleasure."