Hiya guys! This, as the summary says, will be a TS/KND crossover. It's coming quite soon after I postponed the last one, but I've had plenty of time to think it up.

Okay, so, a disclaimer!

Disclaimer: Pbm23 does not own KND or Totally Spies, or any of the gadgets, weapons or memorabilia associated with either. I do, however own Numbuhs 225-240 and 250-253. If anyone else has characters with the same Numbuh(s), well, it's mere coincidence.

On with the show!

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Location: Beverly Hills

Time: 10:00 AM

Date: Saturday the... No, wait, that's confidential.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning in shining Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, home to three of WOOHPs' top agents, who currently sat in their villa, terribly bored.

"Why are we still here?" Clover moaned. "We could be out dating guys, shopping, or even eating ice cream right now! Yet we're stuck in here watching everyone else have fun! Why?"

"Because I need to finish practicing Yoga." Alex replied from a painful position. Clover sighed and continued the quiz she was doing in a magazine.

"It has been a pretty boring first week of summer break, hasn't it?" Sam said as she entered the room, holding a new book. "No missions from Jerry, no Mandy to make Clover want to outdo her..." Mandy had seemingly disappeared off the face of the earth over the past week.

"Yeah, I wonder where she is..." Alex said. She tried to move her legs a bit to loosen the pain of the position she was in, but ended up falling flat on her face into a prepared cushion. "Uh, girls, a little help please?" She groaned, her voice muffled by the cushion. Clover got up and in seconds Alex was released from the lock she had created.

"Thanks."

Clover sighed again and moved towards the stairs.

"I'm gonna go get ready to go out. See you then." She said as she ascended the stairs.

"Ok." Sam replied as she watched Alex try again.

Little did they know that their day was about to get a lot more exciting.

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The outer airlock opened, allowing two ships into the Moonbase hangar. One was yellow and triangle shaped, the other was green and looked like it had been made out of a camping van. Both ships landed and opened their hatches, a figure stepped out of both. Both were robed and hooded in a black cloak with the KND logo over their hearts. They returned the hangar master's salutes and strode out of the hangar, along a corridor towards a door guarded by Numbuhs 44 and 44, who allowed them in with a nod. The room beyond was dark, with only one light on. This light revealed the presence of two more figures, both also clothed in black robes.

"We're here." Said the figure who stepped out of the customized camping van, with a slightly British accent. "What's happened?"

"Ya should have read the data, dumb boy!" Said one of the figures who had already been there before, with an Irish accent.

"Does it really matter? Tell him anyway." Said the figure who had accompanied the first. His cloak swayed for a second, revealing a few hints of shining blue armour.

"Why do we still have these cloaks on, anyway?" said the 4th figure. The other three shrugged and together the four removed them, revealing Numbuhs 1, 86, 225 and 362.

"We're here to discuss an important issue regarding a possible threat to KND security." said Numbuh 362, flicking back her blonde hair. "Our spies have reported the existence of three teenage girls who live Beverly Hills, Los Angeles. They would appear normal, except that they have brilliant martial arts training and are seemingly part of a world-saving spy organization."

"Does this organization hate kids?" Numbuh 1 spoke up quickly.

"We think they treat everyone fairly, but we haven't been able to confirm this yet." Numbuh 362 replied. "However, we cannot allow these girls to be coerced into joining the Teenz. We can't even give them the choice. With their level of skill, they would be the ultimate Teenz attack force. Numbuh 86?" 86 stood up and continued.

"There have been recent abductions by the Teenz in that area, including right next door top the spies' residence. We intend to send an elite strike force to their house and capture them before the enemy does. Now... Any volunteers or suggestions?"

"I'll do it." Numbuh 1 said quickly. "My team and I will do it."

"Mine are in two." Numbuh 225 said. "I'll bring squad H for heavy firepower, as well.… I doubt the spies will take kindly to being told to come with us, so we may need to use brute force. The more the better." 86 was outraged.

"Leave an operation of this importance in the hands of two boys!?" She roared.

"Half of mine are girls. Rest assured that we will not do anything without consulting them first."

Next to the argument, Numbuh 362 chuckled at the squabbling between her senior officers.

"Come on, Numbuh 86, I'm sure the captain and Numbuh 1 won't mess up too badly." 86 grumbled, but stayed quiet.

"It's settled then." She addressed the two boys. "Head to Bev Hills and capture them. Use laser weapons and mustard rockets. Aim for the hair. If all else fails..." She reached into her pocket and withdrew a piece of paper and a pen. Scribbling a quick note, she handed it to 225 and said. "Pick upsome rounds of those from the ammo department. Give some to everyone going, but only use them in an emergency. Good luck!" Both boys saluted and left the room. Hopefully they'll have enough to safely capture them... She thought as she watched them go. Before it's too late…

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Good? Bad? Needs more ketchup? R/R please!