Priestess Aishisu: Well, I've turned my 1/5 into a 1/5/86 and written two 1/86s besides. I've even thought of writing a 4/5 1/3, even though I don't like 1/3 (no offence to fans.) Yet 1/5 is my favorite pairing after 3/4, which still shows up in all my Kids Next Door fanfiction. If you know me (which you probably don't) you'll know that means I have to write a 1/5 3/4 fast before I feel like a traitor (to myself, as it just so happens)
"Numbuh Five wishes you would just shut up!"
Hoagie P. Gilligan Jr. (a.k.a Numbuh Two) groaned loudly. Ever since their leader Nigel Uno (a.k.a Numbuh One) had been dumped by his girlfriend Elizabeth Devine (a.k.a Lizzie), he and Abigail Lincoln had been arguing continually. It was scary, really. Until then, none of the Kids Next Door had been aware that she could yell. They had heard her shout maybe...once. Twice at the very most.
"Well, I wish that you would shut up!" shouted Nigel in a British accent. "And why must you keep talking in third person like that? Besides being annoying, it's weird! You sound like a freak!"
"Well, Numbuh Five will talk any way she wants and wear whatever she wants on her eyes!" The black girl snapped, fists on her hips. Her icy blue eyes, which they recently found out would need glasses (or, as it just so happened, contacts) blazed with unhidden fury. "Plenty of people could consider you a freak, thank you very much!"
Wallabee Beadles (a.k.a Numbuh Four) clenched his fists, mentally cursing Nigel with all his heart. Why must he always strike out at her? Even Wallabee knew that Nigel had started the arguments, but this didn't really matter that much.
Rising to his feet, the blond boy yelled in an Australian accent, "Why don't you both shut up? We should all be asleep! Nobody cares if kids aren't supposed to wear contacts! If she doesn't want glasses, why are you having a fit? You just want to make people miserable like you are! It isn't as if Numbuh Five told Lizzie to break up with you!"
Even their most oblivious member Numbuh Three, a happy-go-lucky Japanese girl named Kuki Sanban, stared at him in shock. It was quite surprising that their brash impulsive fighter knew what was going on.
Nigel's eyes flashed behind his sunglasses and he growled, but he didn't reply. He instead stamped off to his room, muttering angrily to himself. Abigail glared after him, then whirled around. Her long black braid swished in the air as she stormed to her room.
Wallabee flung himself onto the couch and screamed into the cushion.
"That stupid inconsiderate insensitive thoughtless bitch," Nigel hissed, every word an effort. "For the 'quiet one', she certainly has trouble shutting up! I wish she would just shut up forever!"
'As you wish,' whispered a freezing female voice more in his head then in his ears.
Nigel whirled around in surprise to see a slender, inhumanly perfect woman made entirely out of silvery light which shimmered slightly in the darkness. She smiled frigidly at his expression. 'My husband sent me to see what I can do about the only member of the Kids Next Door which could possibly be a threat. Since you're much too stupid to understand, I suppose I should spell it out for you. I can read and manipulate minds, and I can grant wishes. But only wishes uttered by a child. I made your idiot girlfriend break up with you, knowing this would happen. Now your friend shall be mute. Don't worry. I'll tell her you wished it.'
Then she laughed, a high cruel laugh which seemed to be made of ice. The laugh echoed in Nigel's mind long after she vanished into a shimmer of dust.
Abigail wept quietly as she sat on her bed, gripping her knees to her chest. "I hate him," she wept. "I hate him, I wish he would leave me alone."
'Ah, that would have been much better. But he made his wish first. Besides, I like playing with human feelings.' Abigail tensed up, hearing a mysterious voice in her mind. And such a chilling voice...she gasped as a beautiful figure glistened before her. Beautiful, yes, but evil. She knew by some primal instinct—this being was pure evil.
'Quite the intellectual brat, aren't you?' The being smiled maliciously. 'Your precious Nigel Uno has made a wish to me that you would be mute, and I am obliged to make it come true.'
Abigail gasped in dismay and disbelief. "That's impossible! Numbuh One wouldn't do that to me!" she cried. But even as the words escaped her lips, she was filled with fear and doubt. Would Nigel really do that? Sure, they had been arguing, but would he really betray her like that?
All the air in her lungs seemed to be pulled out of her. She tried to scream, but no the sound never even reached her throat. Fear and panic filled her. She wanted to puke, but she hadn't eaten for nearly a week due to almost ceaseless arguing. Had Nigel truly been so frustrated by the arguing that he was willing to make her mute? She tried to run, but an invisible gravity kept her on the bed. She couldn't even lie down.
Her fingers scrabbled at the sheets and she felt her insides turning to ice. She couldn't breath. It lasted a few minutes, and every second seemed to be literal hours.
When it was finished, she felt weak and empty. It was as if her soul had been sucked out as well as her voice. 'A special perk. Nigel didn't argue.' The being laughed glacially and disappeared.
Abigail lay back onto the bed. Her eyes filled with tears and she sobbed sobs no one would ever hear.
Priestess Aishisu: Ouch...poor Abigail
Abigail: Nigel, how could you do this to me?!
Nigel: I wouldn't do that! Never in a million years! And weren't you mute?
Abigail bursts into sobs and runs away, and Nigel gasps in horror and runs after her while shouting apologies.
Priestess Aishisu: Ooh-kay...well, that isn't something you see everyday. Read and review, ppls!
