Author's Note: Wrote this a while ago as a practice and decided to see how it'd work out on FanFiction. The first chapter's really short, but I've got way more written in my notebook. I'll type it up later if you want.

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Road Trip Kids Next Door Way

Chapter One:

"Oi still don't see why ya had ta bring yer cruddy li'l brother." Wally, Kuki, Abby, Hoagie, Nigel, Rachel, and Harvey were riding in a car towards Disneyland. The 13-year-old Wally Beetles continued, glaring at ten-year-old Harvey. "The kid is a real brat."

"Don't talk nasty back there," Mrs. Uno warned from the passenger's seat.

"Yes, why don't we play a game, instead?" Mr. Uno asked from the driver's seat.

"No, Dad!" Nigel Uno cried. "I mean, no, thanks."

Harvey McKenzie had his arms crossed. "Hey! Don't touch me!" he shouted at Hoagie Gilligan, whose arm he'd just brushed. "Don't touch me!"

Rachel McKenzie, the 14-year-old sister of Harvey, sighed. "My parents made me bring him," she said from the three seats in the middle of the van. "Not my fault."

"Abby is not comfortable," Abigail Lincoln said, wedged tightly between Kuki and Hoagie. "If Harvey hadn't come, mebbe Abby could have a seat wit a seatbelt."

"Be nice to Harvey!" Kuki Sanban shrieked happily.

"Don't touch me!" Harvey yelled again at Hoagie.

"Abby's lucky we's all skinny now," she said. It was true. Hoagie was no longer the overweight kid he had been. He was skinny and tall, and he had lost his old aviator's cap a couple years back. But he still kept his flight goggles.

Hoagie grinned. "Say wha?" he asked, flipping his goggles up and looking down at Abby. "Wally is tall now, you know."

Wally looked back. "Oy?"

Abby pulled her floppy red cap down over her eyes. "At least Nigel here now knows babies don't come from Philly."

"Or New Jersey," Nigel said, looking pointedly at Abby.

She just grinned and adjusted her cap once more, leaning into Hoagie.

"Don't touch me!" Harvey yelled again at Hoagie.

"Just shut up!" Wally yelled.

"Play nice," Mrs. Uno reminded.

After that, everyone was silent. Rachel pulled out a book and started reading. Nigel started out the window. Wally was watching a movie on the laptop he'd brought along. Harvey was playing on a DS. Hoagie was tinkering with Nigel's broken watch. Abby was listening to her mp3 player, and Kuki was watching one of those annoying "chick-flicks" on her iPod. Mr. and Mrs. Uno got back to cheerfully chatting about how much Nigel and his friends were growing up and whatever happened to Lizzie Devine.

When they got to the hotel, which was a few blocks away from Disneyland, everyone piled out (taking care to not even nudge Harvey).

While the teenagers (and 10-year-old) horsed around in the lobby, Mr. and Mrs. Uno checked into the hotel.

There were three rooms, all on the third floor: One for Mr. and Mrs. Uno, with one bed in it, one for the girls, with two queen beds and a sofa bed, and one for the boys, with two queen beds and a sofa bed.

"Abby calls da sofa," Abby said, plinking her suitcase on the already-unfolded sofa bed.

"I'll take the bed by the window," Rachel said, placing her suitcase on the ground and her book on the bed.

"And I can run if murderers come through the window!" Kuki said cheerfully, cuddling her favorite Rainbow Monkey in her arms. Rachel and Abby stared at her. "What?"

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Meanwhile, the boys were trying to set the bed arrangements up.

"Harvey needs the sofa," Nigel decided.

"Cause he's so TOUCH-y!" Hoagie joked, laughing. "HAHAHAHAHA!!"

Harvey just sat on his bed and said, "I didn't want to be here in the first place, okay?"

"Oooh, miss your li'l friends in Sector W?" Wally asked sarcastically.

Even though Harvey had been decommissioned three years ago, he was recommissioned a few months later when he tried to get in again and showed great skill—he was way better than he used to be. Of course, all of Sector V, and obviously Rachel, had gone on to the TND. Even Nigel, who was sent to the GKND, got sent back for five years' leave—that was a long time on earth, though not in space, so they didn't mind. All had knowledge of the Kids Next Door.

"I don't miss 'em," Harvey said. "Sonya and Lee were getting real mushy anyway."

Nigel was still thinking about the bed arrangements. "Two of us have to share a bed," he said.

Wally looked shocked until Hoagie said, digging through his suitcase, "I brought another bed just for this." He pulled out what looked like a cube of wood, about as big as those game dice. He pressed a button, and out came a single-sized bed—mattress, sheets, pillow, everything. "I made it. I thought there'd be a bit of trouble on the beds."

"Sweet!" Wally said, running over to it and jumping onto it. "Oi want it!"

"Okay," Hoagie agreed. "As long as I get the bed by the door."

"Why?" Nigel asked.

"So if a murderer breaks through the window, I could run," Hoagie said.

"That's exactly what Kuki said," Rachel laughed, walking in through the open door.

Nigel adjusted his sunglasses. "That's believable. Only those two could think that up."

Kuki and Abby walked in.

"Think what up?" Kuki asked cheerfully. "The murderer thing?"

"Yeah," Wally said, setting his laptop on his bed.

"Oooh, Wally," Kuki said, "You get four beds in here?" She crossed her arms, letting her too-long green sweatshirt sleeves flop around. "Not fair!"

"Relax," Abby said, chuckling. "Abby bets one of 'em Hoagie brought along."

"You know me," he said, putting his arm around Abby's shoulders.

"Yup," she grinned.

"Oy," Wally said, standing up. "When are we goin' ta Disneyland?"

"Tomorrow," Nigel replied, looking at his wristwatch, now fixed by Hoagie. "Right now, it's about eight PM. We are not going now," he said. "Because—"

He was cut off by his parents. "Come on, kids! Let's get to Disneyland!"

Wally gave Nigel a satisfied smirk, taking Kuki's hand and going with her to the door. Hoagie took Abby's, and Nigel flung his arm over Rachel's shoulder.

As Nigel's parents gushed about how cute it was, Harvey stood and said, "Come on! Let's go already!"

Harvey, of course, had been neatly forgotten during the others' conversations, and they all turned at his voice, surprised he was even there for a moment. Then they realized the meaning of his words and ran out to the car. Harvey trailed behind.

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A/N: So? Like it? Love it? Hate it? Review, and tell me if you want me to continue. Because if you don't review, I'll tell Sonya that you wanted to stick her in a dark room. And you don't want that, do you?