Prologue
"And the last to be decommissioned today will be… Sector V's, Numbuh 4, Wallabee Beetles."
"Wha?" asks the aussie as he looks around shocked. "Is it me awready?"
"You have to go," says the girl next to Wally, trying to get him to move. "Come on!"
"Oi'm goin' oi'm goin'" says Wally as he gets up and walks towards the scary machine. This thing that changed regular kids into… gross, nasty teens… Wally slowly walks up to swirling machine as it spurts and sparks and whirls and twirls. Wally was strapped to the chair as a plunger sucks away the memories of his time in KND. Everything gets taken away.
"What was that?" asks the technician in charge of the wipe.
"That's odd," says the other technician as she flicks the gadget-me-bobber as it starts to freak out.
"That's only happened 5 other times before," says the technician, remembering the other decommissions.
"When?" asks the other technician, curious now about these strange conditions.
"Let's see… when we decommissioned numbuhs 1, 2, 3, 5, and 362…"reads the first technician off of a history report.
"That's odd…" says the second technician. "Why would those numbuhs be chosen…"
"Don't know," says the first technician. "Must be some sorta glitch or something."
"Probably," says the second technician, still not able to shake a suspicious feeling from her conscious.
Wally looks around, a little dazed and confused. "Wa am oi?" asks Wally, as he looks around.
"Wha, yar in yar bedroom tik," says his father as he gets back from his job.
"Wha?" asks Wally, still a little dazed.
"Ya've been in ya room all day teenaga!" says the father as he ruffles his sons shaggy blonde hair.
"Stop it da! Yoo embarrassin' me!" says Wally as he straightens out his hair again.
"By the wa, yoo motha wants ya to greet the new neighbas," says his father as he continues down the hall to his bedroom.
"Ah man!" Whines Wally. "Do oi hav ta?"
"Of course! I don't wanna get yoo mother to be mad wit me," replies his dad, already going into his bedroom.
"Fine!" groans Wally as he walks down to the stairs towards the front door. The doorbell rings right when Wally places his hand on the doorknob.
"Oi got it ma!" yells Wally through the house. He opens the door to see his childhood friend, Abby Lincoln. "Ey Abby."
"What's up Wally?" asks Abby. "Look who Abby ran into while coming over."
Abby steps aside to show a gorgeous girl with short blond hair and twinkling blue eyes.
"'Ello, ho are yoo?" asks Wally with a charming smile on his face.
"I'm Rachel McKenzie and I just moved into your neighborhood," says the girl with a smile as she extends her hand in welcoming hospitality.
"Welcome ta the neighbahood."
Determinedly
Excited
Children
Occupy
Mature
Matters
Instead of
Similarly
Simple
Immature
Occupations of
Newcomers
For this, I was trying to make Wally's Australian accident sound genuine, so any misspellings for Wally, I wasn't trying to make him sound stupid but it's hard to make an aussie sound like an aussie without misspelling a few words…