A/N: Well, gonna attempt to start a multi-chapter fic (again). Fingers crossed.

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kids next door operation

S.O.U.T.H. A.F.R.I.C.A.

Southern Operations Utterly Transform Hoagie and Abby. Foreign Recon Is Creepily Amazing.


Chapter 1: Moonbase

"Numbuhs 1 and 5 of sector V reporting for duty sir," Nigel Uno said as he stood beside Abigail Lincoln in the Supreme commander's office.

The Supreme commander in question, Rachel Mackenzie or, Numbuh 362, stood behind her desk.

"At ease, guys," she said, "and welcome to Moonbase." She gestured for the two to take a seat. As they did, she began, "The reason you two have been called up is of extreme importance. Have either of you heard of the Lost City of the Basuga."

Nigel looked clueless but Abby's face lit up. "Yeah, Numbuh 5's heard of it. Some city buried under some desert, huge treasure too."

"Actually it's the Kalahari Desert which covers most of Botswana and parts of Namibia and South Africa," Rachel said, "allow me to explain:"

"As the legend goes, the Basuga were a small tribe of African natives that lived on what is now the South African Eastern Cape, when the Dutch settlers arrived, they tried to take the land away from the native people. Many wars broke out over the land, know today as the Frontier Wars and many tribes fought, but others fled. One of these tribes were the Basuga, they fled up country and into the Kalahari Desert led by their chief at the time, Moshoeshug. They wandered through the desert of months, living barley on the little supplies they had. Just when they had lost all hope, they stumbled across an oasis. The Basuga settled around the oasis, and everything was hunky-dory. Then, Moshoeshug started exploring the untouched areas of his new kingdom. What he found was sugarcane, loads of it. Now the Basuga had been known for their taste for the sweeter things in life, so Moshoeshug couldn't help but try the cane, but as he's about to, he apparently sees a vision of his father warning him of the magical properties of this particular cane, which happed to be the sweetest in the world. He said Moshoeshug may use it, but only for the good of his people. Moshoeshug agreed, and his Kingdom grew into a wealthy city as more and more people heard of the indescribable sweets produced from the sugarcane. But as his wealth grew so did his greed. Moshoeshug soon forgot all about his father's warning and began hoarding all the Kingdom's riches for himself. This angered the ancestors, and to punish Moshoeshug, they ordered the desert to open up, and swallow the city, taking its people and treasures with it."

"And let me guess," Abby said, "you want us to find it."

"Usually something like this wouldn't concern the Kids Next Door," Rachel said reaching into a draw in her desk, "but we are not the only ones looking the Lost City." She handed a file to Nigel who, after looking through it, passed it to Abby.

"Father," Nigel seethed through clenched teeth.

"Yes," Rachel continued once again, "Father wants to use Moshoeshug's treasure to take control of all the worlds' candy, and only god knows what he could do with that kind of power. You and your team need to get to it before he does."

"With all due respect ma'am," Abby said, "I am the only one on this team who has experience with this kind of thing. Sending the whole team in is suicide."

"I realized this," Rachel said picking up another file, "you obviously need help."

She handed the file to Nigel.

"Now, we don't have that many African Kids Next Door sectors, only two, Sector E in Egypt and Sector S in South Africa. The South African Kids Next Door have had experience in he Kalahari; four years ago we attempted this exact mission, but with disastrous results. The whole of Sector S went missing. We had an operations inspector up there for a few months before the mission set out, but sadly she is now unavailable for questioning. We do have all of her reports on file though, you can pick those up from Numbuh 85.3 when you leave."

"That about covers it," Rachel said, "the mission specs will be sent to your Tree House. We expect your departure for South Africa at 06h00 tomorrow."

She turned to Abby.

"Numbuh 5, you are dismissed; I need to have a word with Numbuh 1."

Abby saluted and made her way out. Rachel watched as she did. The door shut.

"May I ask what this is about," Nigel asked is a curious tone, his face not showing any sign of emotion.

"Numbuh 1, did you hear about sector Q," Rachel asked sternly.

Nigel raised an eyebrow. "Yes," he said cautiously, "the entire Sector went traitor. The whole team joined the Teenz."

"Correct," Rachel said, "but under further investigation, Global Command discovered that it wasn't the whole sector that was corrupt, it was just two operatives, Numbuhs 32 and 35, which caused the upset."

"So I heard," Nigel said.

Rachel halted. "Wha...how?" she said, surprised.

"Numbuh 45 got a little drunk at Lime Ricky's, started yelling it out to the world," Nigel shrugged.

Yes, well," Rachel said, "and it's a well known statistic that, in every sector there is at least one corrupt operative."

Nigel began to look nervous.

"I'm sorry," he said, "but what has this got to do with me?"

"I'm getting to that," Rachel said, noticing his change in confidence, "Nigel, do you trust your team?"

"With my life and childhood," Nigel said without hesitation.

"Very heroic, Numbuh 1," Rachel said rolling her eyes, "but, still, we have been keeping an eye on Numbuh 2 and Numbuh 5, Numbuhs 41 and 43 have done an extensive investigation, and the both of them have been up to something, something out of KND regulation."

She looked at Nigel. All confidence had evaporated.

"You wouldn't happen to know anything about this, would you?"

"N-no n-n….," Nigel stammered but then forced himself to calm down, "no not at all."

Rachel frowned and walked over to her desk, tapping a command into her computer. A disembodied voice sounded:

'Office surveillance deactivated'

She turned back to Nigel.

"Listen, Nigel," Rachel said, "if something is going on, and you know about it, you have to tell me. If proof that any members of your sector are involved in corrupt activities is found, they are liable for immediate decommissioning, and if it is found that you were aware of these activities, you are liable for the same punishment. You still have a long run with KND; don't let something like this wreak it."

"I am well aware of the consequences," Nigel said sighing, "and, if there was anything going on you'd be the first person I'd tell."

Rachel reached out to touch his cheek, but as she did the door swung open and Numbuh 63.5 burst in.

"Sir, I have sector W on line one, it sounds urgent."

Nigel quickly grabbed her hand and shook it.

"Understood sir," he said professionally, "I will see to it right away."

"Yes," Rachel said, looking hurt, "Ok, Herby, put them through."

Numbuh 63.5 saluted and left the room followed by Nigel.

Rachel wiped a tear away from her eye and picked up her desk phone.


Inside the SCAMPER, Hoagie Gilligan Jr., or Numbuh 2, and Abby were talking softly. Hoagie was much, much thinner after his parents had sent him to the Loosapound Fat Camp. He sat in the pilot's seat while Abby leaned against the control panel.

"It's just as I thought," Abby was saying, "They've had Numbuh 41 and 43 on us."

"Shit," Hoagie said.

'We're gonna have to hack into the KND mainframe and erase Numbuh 43's report," Abby said and then smiled at Hoagie, "think you can do that?"

"Oh please," Hoagie snorted grinning back.

Suddenly Nigel was in the doorway. He looked at them both with a curious stare.

"So what was that all about?" Hoagie asked cheerfully. It was an act, he actually wanted to break Nigel's nose.

Nigel's face brightened.

"Nah, nothing important," Nigel said, "she needed some help with a call from sector W."

Abby remained silent. Nigel made his way to the chair in the center of the craft and sat down.

"Right," he said, "Numbuh 2, take us home."

The craft roared to life and lifted off the docking bay floor, before gliding into space and making the slow journey back to earth.

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OK I just know I stuffed that chapter up, but stay tuned it'll get better. (Hopefully)

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