Disclaimer: I don't own KND. I don't own the song that appears here.

A/N: Numbuh 1x1 here, ready for duty! I have absolutely nothing to say but MERRY CHRISTMAS to all fanfictioners out there! Here's a little fic I haven't been working on, I actually wrote this just now. A 2x5 fic to be specific. Enjoy~ :D

Hoagie P. Gilligan was applying a slimy white substance on his slight strait auburn hair.

Apparently the substance was hair wax.

The teenager looked at himself in the mirror and smiled satisfyingly.

Abby was walking in the sunset like in those movies. Hands in her pocket of her shorts, hair slightly flowing in the wind and her trade mark blocking the sunlight from coming into her eyes. As if she was heading home from a victorious battle with one of her greatest enemies. But instead she was heading nowhere from the public library.

She took the sucker from her mouth. "Man, I thought candy is suppose to be sweet." The teen threw away the sucker, and by a mere coincidence the sucker made it to a near by trash can perfectly.

Abby turned right and she found herself in front if a blue house. 'Hmm.. Might as well.' She knocked on the door that was immediately opened by a 12 year old looking boy.

"Hi, Abbyyy, here to see Hoagie?" Tommy said while looking up. He must have found an interest in Abby's hat and smiled.

Abby opened her mouth to reply but Tommy just interrupted. "Come right in! He's upstairs." Then he just ran off. Abby smiled at this and went upstairs, she stopped in front of Hoagie's door.

CRASH!

Abby rolled her eyes and opened the door. She saw a dirty room. A really, really dirty room. But no Hoagie.

'What the heck happened here?' When Abby finally looked down, she saw Hoagie smiling with cockiness, which made Abby sigh, in frustration.

"You didn't eat all of the candy did you Hoagie?"

"Love me tender, love me true~" Hoagie sang on the ground. Abby face palmed.

"I can't believe this."

Hoagie just crossed his legs and put his arms up to his head to make a comfy position and smiled.

"Watcha up to beautiful?"

A/N: I could not help myself... I'm sorry.. Hahahahaha.. Tell me how it was bad and all that jazz, cause I would really appreciate it.

And don't worry, I'm working on Op, CAMPING. What are you guys working on?

SHARON