Having the worst time

Hey, thanks for the reviews! There great, um oh yeah I have two answers from two reviews!

1: Hey! Love the story. Only 1 problem. Numbuh 4 can't read silly…

Twix012: I guess he can only read Numbuh 3's writing? I wasn't thinking at the moment.

2: Numbuh 4 got sick of eating half of gummi bears (A/N it's gummy worms, but oh well) How big is the jar?

Twix012: Pretty big I guess, I think almost as tall as my computer…so yeah I would get sick too I ate half a jar full of gummy worms.

Um, yeah okay those are the answers the last thing I have to say is…

Numbuh 3: Is that she does not own KND!

Twix012: What she said…on with the story!

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Numbuh 3 walked in the airplane, she had wanted to go one 1st class so bad, but couldn't. Probably had something to do with her parents yelling about bills and money and all that stuff.

"Sit here, sit here." Mushi wined pointing at the seat next to her. Numbuh 3 nodded and sat next to the window with her sister.

Her moth sat behind them.

"Be good girls, okay?" She said giving them a warning frown.

Numbuh 3 made a hand puppet with her hand/ sleeve and made it act like her mother. Mushi giggled.

There mother caught her and tapped her shoulder, "Kuki Chan! What did I say?" she said frowning.

"I-I-um, uh to be good. Sorry." She said putting her hand down and looked out the window. They were still on the ground.

She imaged all her friends outside waving good bye, Numbuh 4 was jumping and waving the same time.

Numbuh 3 suddenly forgot where she was and starting waving at nothing outside the window.

At the same time as she didn't notice she was waving at a man carrying the luggage to the airplane passing by and then he noticed her, he raised his eye brows and went on.

Numbuh 3 soon came back to her senses and stopped. "Oops." She mumbled quietly covering her mouth.

She looked out her window again and sighed, this is going to be a LONG trip.

"Sister if I let you play with my Rainbow Monkey hug and share, will you let me sit next to the window?" Mushi asked with puppy dog eyes.

Numbuh 3 was about to say 'yes' until she remembered something…

--FLASH BACK!--

"I don't feel so good," Mushi said, she was sitting next to the window looking out the window while Numbuh 3 was sitting next to her. They where on air plane to England.

"Did you remember to go 'GO'?" Numbuh 3 asked.

Mushi looked at Numbuh 3 confused, "Huh?" her stomach was hurting every second.

"You know, 'GO'?" Numbuh 3 said raising her eyebrows high.

"Oh, that 'GO' yes I did." Mushi said nodding.

Suddenly her face went green and she puked on Numbuh 3 making her scream.

--END FLASH BACK!--

"NO! YOU JUST WANT TO PUKE ON ME! YOU GROSS PUKEY PANTS!" Numbuh 3 shouted, everyone in the plane looked at her, most were glaring.

She blushed deep red scarlet and slowly sat down at the floor so no one could see her.

She really felt small this time.

Mushi and her mother didn't talk to Numbuh 3 for awhile.

She sat back in her chair as soon as the plane took off for the air.

Numbuh 3 didn't have much to do and she didn't feel like watching the movie so all was left was to take nap.

Later she woke when all of a sudden a baby started crying, and to make matters worse…the crying was coming from the seat in front of her and it was LOUD! Another thing was her legs were getting cramped from the seat in front of her, and she couldn't sit crossed legged. She REALLY couldn't wait to get to Japan; maybe it'll go better there.

Back at the tree-house…

Numbuh 4 was sitting at his bed/arena dialing and re-dialing the numbers of Numbuh 3's communicator on his communicator. Now what would happen was he would call, it would ring but no one would answer, he almost smashed his communicator 5 times for throwing it at the wall so much.

"One more time…," he sighed and re-dialed the number to Numbuh 3's communicator, it ringed…he bit his bottom lip…it ringed again…he closed his eyes….once again, it ringed…he gripped at the communicator…it ringed again….he stood up…it ringed again, then again…he opened his eyes…it ringed again… "WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS CRUDDY THING?" he shouted and threw the communicator strait at the wall and hit the floor with a loud bang.

He looked down at it, to see if it still worked and as soon as he bend over to glance it went 'RRRRIIIIIINNNNGGG!' but louder than usual.

Numbuh 4 screamed and jumped down and started stomping on it. "DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE you cruddy piece of junk!" he yelled between stomps.

Numbuh 5 came in with an angry look on her face.

"NUMBUH 4! Would you stop making all that racket!" she screamed.

Numbuh 4 stopped stomping and looked at her with a blank look on his face.

She looked glanced at the almost busted communicator under his shoes and gasped.

"Numbuh 4, those things are fortune to replace!" Numbuh 5 said pointing at the communicator.

He looked down at the communicator and stepped off it and held it up, "You mean this hunk of junk called crud?" he blurted out with a smile.

"Yes that 'communicator', and why where you stomping on it with you're dirty shoes?" she said with a little attitude.

"Because this piece of crud won't work, every time I try to call Numbuh 3 it goes 'RRRIIING!'." he said pointing at it.

"Well haven't you ever thought that I don't know, maybe 'Numbuh 3 left her communicator in her bag?" Numbuh 5 said.

"No," he said and threw the communicator back on the floor to stomp on it more, but Numbuh 5 caught it.

"Well Numbuh 5 thinks she did and you should probably wait till she calls." She said taking his communicator away.

"So! Know give it back so I can kill it!" he said jumping for it.

"No, we'll be needing this!" she said walking off with it.

He gave up.

"First I get a stomach ache, know this…Numbuh 3 MUST be having better time than me." He mumbled.

Back on the air plane…

Numbuh 3 tried going back to sleep but every time she tried her legs starting hurting or the baby in front of her started crying for awhile, now she was starting to think her own little sister was trying to get her in trouble. She sighed, it was getting dark and she hated the dark. "Numbuh 4 HAS TO be having a better time." She whispered as she looked at the moon.

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Looks like there having the times of there lives…NOT!

I'm sure they'll come up with something or a least one of them.

Well schools starting for me soon, so the chapters might come slower…or if they aren't I'll be a really busy person or something good. I don't know.

Review if you want.

Numbuh 3: It'll make her happy!

Twix012: Shhh…