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Operation: HOAGIE
Hoagie's
Obvious
Attraction
Generally
Irritates
Everyone
Chapter One: DELIGHT
Delightfuls
Expose
Literally
Impossible
Goal
Hoagie
Targets
A monotone voice called out over the long table surrounded by struggling children.
"Welcome, children, to our birthday party. We apologize for the location, but those pesky Kids Next Door always ruin our fun. They will never be able to find us here in this underground bunker, so we will be able to take as much time as we need to eat this wonderful cake... and you can't have any at all!"
The children around the table whimpered and struggled against their bonds, but to no avail, as the shortest of the delightful children reached out and began to cut a large piece of the beautiful birthday cake before her. Just as the knife was about to slice into the perfect icing, the delightful children heard a noise across the room. They looked up just in time to see the 2x4 modified soda can roll across the floor, and then burst into carbonated foam, covering the room and obscuring their sight.
Ducking and rolling in from the breached door came the Kids Next Door, sworn protectors of children's rights everywhere!
Nigel Uno, a.k.a. Numbuh One, stood directly across the table from the Delightful children, who were finally able to see through the quickly dissappating foam. "Too late, Delightful Dorks! There is no hiding from The Kids Next Door!"
The delightful children unsuccessfully tried to hide their anger before answering him. "Very good, Numbuh One. However, this time it isn't just we delightful children who are hosting this party. We brought protection. Perhaps you've already met our friends, Chad and Cree?"
Stepping out from behind the delightful children, Cree and Chad looked smug, ready to take on the world if need be. "Why hello, Little Abby. How nice of you to show up." Cree grinned evilly and leapt over the table towards Numbuh Five, who dodged out of the way just in time to avoid her armored fist.
Numbuh One raised his voice and his weapon. "Kids Next Door! Battlestations!"
All heck broke loose as Numbuh Four let loose a stream of gumballs at Chad, formerly Numbuh 274. Rolling out from behind Four came Kuki Sanban, aliased as Numbuh Three, preparing to fire a stream of water from her weapon, before suddenly noticing the tied up Rainbow Monkey Doll at the table, which she promptly ran over to untie.
"Numbuh Three! I need help here!" The gumballs weren't working, as Chad advanced towards the boy through a hail of sugary spheres.
"But the poor little doll needs help too, Numbuh Four! See? All better now!" Number Three's smile shone brightly from the table, where she was holding up a bright yellow Rainbow Monkey, now quite free from it's previous peril.
"When are you kids going to realize that we teenagers are just better than you?" Chad grinned before raising a fist to knock Numbuh Four across the room. The gumball gun clattered to the floor and Chad turned to face Numbuh Three, but never got farther than that.
"Oh Chadwick, parting is such... SWEET sorrow!" Numbuh Two fired a shot from his newly devised SUGAR cannon. (Sugar Usually Gets Airborne Readily). The five-pound bag of sugar flew through the air, hitting Chad firmly in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him and knocking him out of the fight.
"Thanks Numbuh Two!" shouted Kuki, as she began to untie the children around the table, with the largely imagined help of her new Monkey friend.
Meanwhile, Cree had finally pinned her little sister on the floor. "Sorry, Darling Abigail, but a teenager's gotta do what a teenager's gotta do." Cree raised her fist, ready to strike down Numbuh Five for good. Before the punch connected, however, Cree was knocked off of Numbuh Five, and was rolling along the concrete floor in a grappling match with Numbuh One.
Seconds later, Numbuh One had Cree in a hold. Sitting on her legs behind her, and holding her arms back, she was a perfect, immobile target. "Sorry Cree, but I 'Cane' help it!" Numbuh Two aimed the SUGAR cannon at Cree. Suddenly he shook the weapon, taking his aim away from her. "It's JAMMED! Numbuh Five, help Numbuh One!"
"Numbuh Three, pass Numbuh Five one of those ropes baby! I've got some sibling rivalry to take care of." Numbuh Five caught the rope mid-flip, as she leapt towards the immobile Cree, and began to tie her tightly.
The delightful children, however, had only been watching the battle unfold. Fighting hand to hand wasn't their style, they preferred to watch, to listen, and to pay attention, just like they had been told to in school. Today it had paid off. They had been watching when Numbuh Two had aimed at Cree, and had noticed that he'd never touched the trigger. The cannon wasn't jammed, Numbuh Two hadn't wanted to fire it. The delightful children all got it at once. They knew Hoagie's weakness. A smirk formed on each of their faces as they activated the secret elevator they were on. Their monotone, unified voice spoke out over the ceasing battle.
"You win today Kids Next Door. We must be going, if we are late, Father will be most displeased. Please enjoy your cake." The children's creepy laugh echoed in the room as the cake started to beep. Numbuh Three looked down and saw the counter ticking down from 30 seconds.
"Ah! We gotta go! Go now everyone!" Numbuh Three grabbed the Rainbow Monkey and sprinted for the door, stopping only to grab the unconscious Numbuh Four and drag him out with her. Numbuhs One, Two, and Five quickly pushed the panicking children outside, Numbuh Five pausing just long enough to give a mock salute to Cree.
"See you later, Numbuh 11!" Numbuh Five laughed at Cree's expression at her old number, then closed the heavy vault door behind her.
Cree just laughed as the fake 'bomb' ticked down. "All according to plan, little sister. All according to plan."
Father's room was dark, as always, when the Delightful Children arrived for their report. They saw his vague red outline on his chair, and a spotlight highlighted them on the floor.
"Well, my Delightful Children, what news have you about your party?"
The delightful children smiled in unison. "The Kids Next Door fell for it, Father. We took the chance to observe them in battle, and have found a weakness. May we present a teenager who helped us in this endeavor, Cree." Another spotlight turned on, highlighting a dark skinned girl in oriental looking Battle Ready Armor, standing behind and to the right of the Children. Cree kept her head slightly bowed out of respect for the leader of the adult forces. The delightful children then continued.
"Hoagie P. Gilligan Jr, known as 'Numbuh Two' in the Kids Next Door, has a weakness. This girl is it." Cree tried to hide her surprise. How was she a weakness? "Numbuh Two was ordered to fire on her during the battle today, and instead he claimed that his weapon had jammed. However, Father, watching as you told us, we saw that he'd never even pressed the trigger. We think that this could be used to our advantage."
Another spotlight turned on and followed a wheezing Chad as he entered the room and walked over to stand behind the Delightful Children, on the side opposite Cree. "They are too strong together, we'll never beat them when they have tactics and technology like that at their disposal. We need to split them up."
Suddenly, Cree realized what they all meant. "No way, Delightful Brats! Cree is not ever going to stoop that low to defeat anyone. Not even the Kids Next Door. Not even if you make with the pleading, and the whining, and the 'We told you so's. Uh-uh, not me baby."
Father suddenly stood up and shouted. "ENOUGH! Cree, you will attempt to seperate Number Two from the group, and you will succeed. Your continued status as an adult ally depends on it." Cree nodded, although she was burning with anger inside.
The spotlights clicked off one by one. The decision was made.
A/N: My First KND fic. Also, my first fanfic at all in probably three years. Anyway, read and review. Try to give me some constructive criticism in the review, if you can think of anything I should fix. Chapter Two will be posted shortly.
Operation: HOAGIE
Hoagie's
Obvious
Attraction
Generally
Irritates
Everyone
Chapter One: DELIGHT
Delightfuls
Expose
Literally
Impossible
Goal
Hoagie
Targets
A monotone voice called out over the long table surrounded by struggling children.
"Welcome, children, to our birthday party. We apologize for the location, but those pesky Kids Next Door always ruin our fun. They will never be able to find us here in this underground bunker, so we will be able to take as much time as we need to eat this wonderful cake... and you can't have any at all!"
The children around the table whimpered and struggled against their bonds, but to no avail, as the shortest of the delightful children reached out and began to cut a large piece of the beautiful birthday cake before her. Just as the knife was about to slice into the perfect icing, the delightful children heard a noise across the room. They looked up just in time to see the 2x4 modified soda can roll across the floor, and then burst into carbonated foam, covering the room and obscuring their sight.
Ducking and rolling in from the breached door came the Kids Next Door, sworn protectors of children's rights everywhere!
Nigel Uno, a.k.a. Numbuh One, stood directly across the table from the Delightful children, who were finally able to see through the quickly dissappating foam. "Too late, Delightful Dorks! There is no hiding from The Kids Next Door!"
The delightful children unsuccessfully tried to hide their anger before answering him. "Very good, Numbuh One. However, this time it isn't just we delightful children who are hosting this party. We brought protection. Perhaps you've already met our friends, Chad and Cree?"
Stepping out from behind the delightful children, Cree and Chad looked smug, ready to take on the world if need be. "Why hello, Little Abby. How nice of you to show up." Cree grinned evilly and leapt over the table towards Numbuh Five, who dodged out of the way just in time to avoid her armored fist.
Numbuh One raised his voice and his weapon. "Kids Next Door! Battlestations!"
All heck broke loose as Numbuh Four let loose a stream of gumballs at Chad, formerly Numbuh 274. Rolling out from behind Four came Kuki Sanban, aliased as Numbuh Three, preparing to fire a stream of water from her weapon, before suddenly noticing the tied up Rainbow Monkey Doll at the table, which she promptly ran over to untie.
"Numbuh Three! I need help here!" The gumballs weren't working, as Chad advanced towards the boy through a hail of sugary spheres.
"But the poor little doll needs help too, Numbuh Four! See? All better now!" Number Three's smile shone brightly from the table, where she was holding up a bright yellow Rainbow Monkey, now quite free from it's previous peril.
"When are you kids going to realize that we teenagers are just better than you?" Chad grinned before raising a fist to knock Numbuh Four across the room. The gumball gun clattered to the floor and Chad turned to face Numbuh Three, but never got farther than that.
"Oh Chadwick, parting is such... SWEET sorrow!" Numbuh Two fired a shot from his newly devised SUGAR cannon. (Sugar Usually Gets Airborne Readily). The five-pound bag of sugar flew through the air, hitting Chad firmly in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him and knocking him out of the fight.
"Thanks Numbuh Two!" shouted Kuki, as she began to untie the children around the table, with the largely imagined help of her new Monkey friend.
Meanwhile, Cree had finally pinned her little sister on the floor. "Sorry, Darling Abigail, but a teenager's gotta do what a teenager's gotta do." Cree raised her fist, ready to strike down Numbuh Five for good. Before the punch connected, however, Cree was knocked off of Numbuh Five, and was rolling along the concrete floor in a grappling match with Numbuh One.
Seconds later, Numbuh One had Cree in a hold. Sitting on her legs behind her, and holding her arms back, she was a perfect, immobile target. "Sorry Cree, but I 'Cane' help it!" Numbuh Two aimed the SUGAR cannon at Cree. Suddenly he shook the weapon, taking his aim away from her. "It's JAMMED! Numbuh Five, help Numbuh One!"
"Numbuh Three, pass Numbuh Five one of those ropes baby! I've got some sibling rivalry to take care of." Numbuh Five caught the rope mid-flip, as she leapt towards the immobile Cree, and began to tie her tightly.
The delightful children, however, had only been watching the battle unfold. Fighting hand to hand wasn't their style, they preferred to watch, to listen, and to pay attention, just like they had been told to in school. Today it had paid off. They had been watching when Numbuh Two had aimed at Cree, and had noticed that he'd never touched the trigger. The cannon wasn't jammed, Numbuh Two hadn't wanted to fire it. The delightful children all got it at once. They knew Hoagie's weakness. A smirk formed on each of their faces as they activated the secret elevator they were on. Their monotone, unified voice spoke out over the ceasing battle.
"You win today Kids Next Door. We must be going, if we are late, Father will be most displeased. Please enjoy your cake." The children's creepy laugh echoed in the room as the cake started to beep. Numbuh Three looked down and saw the counter ticking down from 30 seconds.
"Ah! We gotta go! Go now everyone!" Numbuh Three grabbed the Rainbow Monkey and sprinted for the door, stopping only to grab the unconscious Numbuh Four and drag him out with her. Numbuhs One, Two, and Five quickly pushed the panicking children outside, Numbuh Five pausing just long enough to give a mock salute to Cree.
"See you later, Numbuh 11!" Numbuh Five laughed at Cree's expression at her old number, then closed the heavy vault door behind her.
Cree just laughed as the fake 'bomb' ticked down. "All according to plan, little sister. All according to plan."
Father's room was dark, as always, when the Delightful Children arrived for their report. They saw his vague red outline on his chair, and a spotlight highlighted them on the floor.
"Well, my Delightful Children, what news have you about your party?"
The delightful children smiled in unison. "The Kids Next Door fell for it, Father. We took the chance to observe them in battle, and have found a weakness. May we present a teenager who helped us in this endeavor, Cree." Another spotlight turned on, highlighting a dark skinned girl in oriental looking Battle Ready Armor, standing behind and to the right of the Children. Cree kept her head slightly bowed out of respect for the leader of the adult forces. The delightful children then continued.
"Hoagie P. Gilligan Jr, known as 'Numbuh Two' in the Kids Next Door, has a weakness. This girl is it." Cree tried to hide her surprise. How was she a weakness? "Numbuh Two was ordered to fire on her during the battle today, and instead he claimed that his weapon had jammed. However, Father, watching as you told us, we saw that he'd never even pressed the trigger. We think that this could be used to our advantage."
Another spotlight turned on and followed a wheezing Chad as he entered the room and walked over to stand behind the Delightful Children, on the side opposite Cree. "They are too strong together, we'll never beat them when they have tactics and technology like that at their disposal. We need to split them up."
Suddenly, Cree realized what they all meant. "No way, Delightful Brats! Cree is not ever going to stoop that low to defeat anyone. Not even the Kids Next Door. Not even if you make with the pleading, and the whining, and the 'We told you so's. Uh-uh, not me baby."
Father suddenly stood up and shouted. "ENOUGH! Cree, you will attempt to seperate Number Two from the group, and you will succeed. Your continued status as an adult ally depends on it." Cree nodded, although she was burning with anger inside.
The spotlights clicked off one by one. The decision was made.
A/N: My First KND fic. Also, my first fanfic at all in probably three years. Anyway, read and review. Try to give me some constructive criticism in the review, if you can think of anything I should fix. Chapter Two will be posted shortly.