Chapter One
Summary: The Supreme Leader falls ill after completing a rare field mission and assigns Numbuh 007 as her temporary replacement until she gets better. Follow Numbuhs 007 and 1 as they worry over the KND and Numbuh 362 respectively.
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Escapades
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Sector V and Supreme Leader Numbuh 362 ran to the chamber where Father and the Common Cold were located. The villains planned to hit every candy store and factory across the world with a specialized strain of infected broccoli, injected with the Common Cold's snot. The diseased broccoli, when they hit their target, would destroy candy supplies everywhere by getting it covered with mucus and broccoli, a combination fearsome in any situation. With the world's candy supply at stake, the Supreme Leader deem the mission of topmost importance and joined Sector V in a rare field mission for a high ranking KND operative such as herself. The six kids almost reached the doorway before getting spotted.
"Not so fast!" Father shouted as he pulled out a piece of diseased broccoli and threw it at the doorway. The broccoli grew at a blistering pace and once the KND operatives reached the doorway, the path forward was completely blocked by snot-covered broccoli.
"Aw crud! The doorway is blocked." Numbuh 4, Wally, complained.
"Numbuh 5 don't see any other way in." Abby said, frustrated.
"I do." The Supreme Leader said, frowning in disgust. Numbuh 1 dropped his jaw in shock.
"Rachel! You can't—"Nigel started, but she cut him off.
"Stand down, soldier. There's no other way." Rachel replied.
"What do you mean by that?" Kuki, Numbuh 3, asked. Nigel scratched the back of his bald head in nervousness and whispered into her ear. She gasped, her hair standing on end.
"What are you—"Hoagie, Numbuh 2, started to asked, but was quickly silenced as Rachel started to chomp through the broccoli wall. Struck dumb, everyone watched in shock, awe, and disgust as their leader bored through the sickening broccoli-mucus combo.
"That's nasty." Numbuh 5 said in disgust. Kuki was still frozen in place, Wally looked on with awe, and Hoagie looked green. Once the Supreme Leader made it through, she immediately collapsed on the other side, much to the villains' chagrin. Sector V regained their senses and crawled through the hole. Nigel, the first to come out, rushed to Rachel's side.
"Numbuh 362, are you alright?" He asked worriedly. Rachel groaned as she rolled onto her back.
"I'll be fine, soldier. Complete the mission before it's too late." She said weakly before passing out. Father and the Common Cold tried to escape, but Wally and Abby blocked their way out. Nigel stood up and began issuing orders.
"Numbuh 3, tend to the Supreme Leader. Numbuh 2, stop the machine from sending out these infernal vegetables. Numbuh 5, take out the Common Cold. Numbuh 4, you're with me. Kids Next Door, Battle Stations!"
The effect was electric. Kuki rushed to Rachel's side and began injecting sugar into the bloodstream. Hoagie got to the weapon's targeting system and began typing new coordinates. The Common Cold tried to stop him, but Abby swiftly kicked him away and started to battle him. Nigel was on a warpath towards Father, who was too cowed to fight back.
"Hold him down, Numbuh 4." Numbuh 1 said. Wally smirked and pounced on Father, pinning him to the ground. By this point, the Common Cold was out of the fight, the weapon fired its payload to the middle of the Indian Ocean, and Kuki managed to stabilize Numbuh 362. Nigel was livid at the silhouetted villain in front of him, who was struggling to get out of the Australian boy's powerful grip. The struggle ceased immediately as Father watched Nigel tear a good sized chunk of diseased broccoli from the broccoli mass at the entrance.
"Wait? What are you doing? No! Stop! Get that thing away from me! No! NO! AHHHH! AHHHHH-mgrph!"
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Back at the Moonbase….
Rachel woke up to find herself in the hospital branch, feeling absolutely terrible. Nigel was at her bedside, looking relieved.
"Glad to see you are awake, Supreme Leader." Nigel said with a smile.
"What happened?" She asked before turning green and vomited into the bedpan.
"We stopped Father and the Common Cold from destroying the world's candy supply. Numbuh 2 unleashed the payload to a remote area of the Indian Ocean before destroying the weapon." Nigel said, before giving a smirk at the last part. "And I force fed Father the same broccoli you had to eat to complete the mission."
"WHAT!?" Rachel shouted before bursting into laughter. "YOU FORCE FED FATHER DISEASED BROCCOLI!"
It was impossible for anyone not to hear this. They all burst into laughter and Numbuh 10, who was visiting her teammate in the medical branch, quickly rushed out to the newsroom. Rachel continued to laugh until a coughing fit put a stop to it. The head doctor came to the Supreme Leader's side, medicine in hand.
"Back again so soon, Supreme Leader?" The doctor said, amused. Rachel took her medicine with a wince before answering
"I would rather save the world's candy supply from destruction at the expense of my health than allow it to be destroyed for the sake of being healthy."
"Regardless, I'm afraid you will be out of action for the next two-four weeks. Protocol states that you must appoint a replacement until then." The doctor said. Rachel sighed and looked at Nigel.
"Nigel, would you like to be my temporary replacement until I get better?" She asked. Nigel shook his head.
"Sorry, Rachel. But I have to decline. I am not the paper pusher you are." He said. "You always did say that I was too reckless for my own good."
Rachel giggled at that before turning back to the doctor.
"Bring Numbuh 007 (double-oh-seven) here." She said before sneezing. The doctor nodded and glanced at the guard at the door, who left in search of the operative. This did not take long, for the guard returned with a tux-dressed red-headed bespectacled boy. He was of medium height (for a kid), wiry, and armed with a mustard blaster in his holster.
"Guten tag, Rachel. You haff called vor me?" Numbuh 007 said in a think German accent. Rachel smiled as Nigel looked in confusion.
"Numbuh 1, this is Numbuh 007, the sector leader of Sector S.E.S. We used to be teammates before I got promoted." Rachel explained.
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Kids Next Door Special Sector S.E.S.
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"Hello Numbuh 007. I am Numbuh 1, Leader of Sector V. It is nice to meet you." Nigel said.
"Hello, Numbuh 1. Your reputacion prezedes you, no?" Numbuh 007 said with a French accent.
"Wait…Where are you from?" Nigel said.
"I am ein Switz (Swiss). Ve normally speak trois languages, German, Italian, and French. I myself speak seven languages, including English, the three aforementioned, Chinese, Spanish, and Russian." 007 said.
"That's cool." Nigel said.
"There will be time for more introductions later." Rachel said, stopping the conversation before it got out of hand. "Frederic, I have something really important to tell you."
"Yes, Rachel?" Numbuh 007 said.
"I cannot work for the next for the next two-four weeks. I have to choose a substitute until then. Can you take over until I am better? Please?" Rachel said, giving 007 the puppy eyes. Frederic looked uncomfortable for a moment, then gave in.
"I accept. I vill make sure to do my best in defeating ze adult tyranny." Frederic said.
"Okay then. Here's the document you need to present to Numbuh 86. Numbuh 362, sign here." The doctor said. Rachel did as told and the doctor handed the paper to 007, who nodded and left the medical branch.
"Nigel." Rachel said. "Good job on the mission, soldier." She then gave a warm smile. Nigel felt tingly inside.
"Thanks Rachel." He said.
"Stickybeard sends his thanks." She added with a laugh. Nigel laughed too.
"Now go. I need my rest." Rachel said. Nigel saluted and left the ward, contemplating his relationship with Rachel. Only one thing ran through his mind.
'Do I like her?'
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Frederic went straight to his quarters on the Moonbase. He only wore the tuxedo as part of his Sector's regulations. Now, it was time to change into his regular outfit. His helmet was, like most others, repurposed junk. It was his great uncle's German helmet from World War II, although it was painted completely red with his numbuh painted on the front in white. His armour consisted of a Star Wars Stormtrooper chestplate painted blue with yellow KND letters on top and a pair of chocolate bars that served as shoulder pads. His father, a wealthy Swiss banker, bought the chestplate for his 7th birthday while his mother, a German chocolatier who moved to Switzerland, created the chocolate bars for him, engineering it to be nearly indestructible. Once Frederic got out of his tux and into his old uniform, he went to find Numbuh 86. He found her in yet another argument with Numbuh 60. Frederic enjoyed watching an 86/60 fight as much as the next operative, so he let them fight some more before going in to put an end to it.
"Numbuh 86, I have news." Frederic said. Fanny whirled around, glaring at Numbuh 007.
"What do ye want, yew stewpid boy!? Can't yew see we are in the middle of something?!" She yelled. Fighting back laughter, Frederic handed the doctor's note to the red headed girl, who read it quickly. Emotions ranging from surprise, shock, and anger were evident in her face.
"ALL KIDS NEXT DOOR OPERATIVES REPORT TO THE ARENA IMMEDIATELY! NOW!" Numbuh 86 screeched at the top of her voice. All of the nearby operatives dropped everything and disappeared. Numbuh 86 turned to 60.
"We will talk later." She sneered before turning her back on the boys and walked away.
"She totally digs me." 60 said with a smirk.
"Ja, Ich know. Du two fight like ze old married couple." 007 replied. Patton blushed.
"I was only joking." He said.
"Yuo totally deeg her." 007 finished.
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Nigel and his teammates sat in the stands of the arena. The word spread quickly among the organization about the announcement and they all got there within the hour. Down on the stage stood Numbuhs 86 and 007, along with four guards at the corners. 86 stepped up the podium and began to speak.
"Kids Next Door RULES!"
"KIDS NEXT DOOR RULES!"
"Alright everyone, I have a super-ultra-mega-important announcement to make. Supreme Leader Numbuh 362 has fallen ill for the next two-four weeks and until she gets better, she will not be able to perform her duties. As a result, Numbuh 362 has appointed Numbuh 007 as temporary Supreme Leader as Rule Numbuh 34 states." 86 said. The audience began to whisper among themselves.
"SILENCE!" Fanny shrieked. The audience fell silent once more.
"Numbuh 007, ye have the floor." Numbuh 86 said, stepping away.
"Danke, Nummer 86." 007 said. "Numbuh 362 und I vere teammates in Sector S.E.S. In fact, she vas my predecessor before replacing Numbuh 274 as Supreme Leader. I promise to run ze KND as gut as Numbuh 362. Now, before we depart, there are two things that need to be addressed. First of all, anyone who needs to speak to me must line up in front of die Supreme Leader's office so ich can deal with you one at a time. Second of all, all enemies of ze KND that are captured by us will be decommissioned at ze Moonbase, adults, teenagers, and children."
"Why?" Numbuh 4 shouted for everyone to hear. "Why not just put them in the cruddy Arctic Base prison?"
"Glad du asked." Numbuh 007 said. "If zey don't remember us or their reason for hating children, then ve von't haff to worry about them anymore."
The audience broke out into mutters until Numbuh 60 spoke out.
"What are we going to do about the Delightful Children from Down the Lane?" He asked.
This shut the audience up.
"Ve vill cure zem of their delightfulization. Eet is time fur Zector Z to come home." 007 answered. This began a new round of chatting, most not knowing what 007 was talking about.
"SILENCE!" Numbuh 007 shouted. "Ze Delightful Children vere kidnapped by Vatter und vere delightfulized by him. Eleventy-billion fold of energy turned the famed Sector Z into these abominations. But now, I vill get ze scientists to create a recommissioning device more powerful than Father's delightfulization chamber. Once more, we won't have to worry about becoming well-behaved robots ever again!"
The audience broke into cheers and applause and chanted 007 over and over. Once they quieted down, 007 donned a forced smile.
"Dank you, my fellow KND operatives. I hope to make these next two-four weeks as productive as posseeble. Keeds Next Door, DEESMISSED!" He said. The audience started to leave and 007 departed through the stage trapdoor. The Swiss operative took off his helmet and glasses and burst into tears.
"Vhy deed I accept this job? Dees is a nightmare komming true!"
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Meanwhile, in a remote area of the Indian Ocean, the wreckage of a passenger plane suddenly rose to the surface, floating on the masses of broccoli that covered that area of open sea. The wreck was broken in multiple pieces, but the biggest one was the tail, sticking up in the air like a sore thumb. Despite spending three weeks underwater, the livery was still recognizable as a Malaysia Airlines plane. And perhaps the most remarkable thing of all, the rear door of the wreck opened, revealing four thin, gaunt, and very much alive KND operatives.
"Sector MH, we are alive!"
TBC…