The following day, Numbuh 300 Spartans woke up in his large tent-like structure where he slept on a bed made of a leopard pelt on the outside and goose feathers on the inside with two pillows with a same design. He killed the leopards to get those pelts and had plucked the feathers from the ducks necessary t o make his comfortable setup. He put on his usual get up that looked just like Numbuh 362 wore, but the colors red and black with the helmet red hairs shaping a Mohawk like a Spartan's war helmet. He walked over to the boardroom after grabbing breakfast from the cafeteria. He grabbed his usual special order he had made, it's what almost every commander had made: what Numbuh 4 called a breakfast sandwich with the steak medium rare. He was finishing his sandwich as he was walking past the briefing room. When he got to the room, he pressed the intercom button.
"Get me Numbuh 4 Jr., Sector V, and Numbuh 92. Thank you," Numbuh 300 Spartans said. In 10 minutes, everybody requested was in the boardroom.
"It's time, as Numbuh 5 asked, to tell you where I got this," Numbuh 300 Spartans said.
"O.K," They all said.
'You are all familiar with the Bible right?"
"Right," They all said in unison.
"And how they started a campaign through Canaan to receive their 'inherited' land,"
"Get to it, kid," Numbuh 4 said.
"Those wars were caused not by Christianity," Numbuh 300 Spartans said dryly. "Kids were fighting over the weaponry of the most prestigious of weapon makers, the Candysmiths."
"Who were the Candysmiths?" Numbuh 4 Jr. said.
"An ancient, secret organization of weapon makers and users that made their weaponry from the purest of hard candy there was.
"So they couldn't make me a rainbow sword from a bag of Jolly Ranchers?"
"They could," Numbuh 300 Spartans said. "They get it the same way the Candysmiths did. It falls from the stars.
"It falls from the what?" Everyone said in unison.
"The stars," Numbuh 300 Spartans said. "But only when it's run out on Earth for I found an inscription:
One fall started it all
When people run out, there will be another great fall
But to careless with it
And man will be done with it"
"So," Numbuh 1 said, starting to put it together, "These two different groups wanted the same thing, but for different reasons, right?"
"Precisely," Numbuh 300 Spartans said. "There were two groups, the Israelites, who were the good guys and the people they usual supplied, the adults who ruled the area who called themselves Al-Poruh- Delasad."
"What's that mean?" Numbuh 2 asked attentively.
"It means in Arabic, 'The Alliance of Fear'" Numbuh 300 Spartans answered. "Well anyway, they started a war that the adult Israelites soon joined and overpowered them and took control. The Candysmiths were then loyal to the Israelites until the Rebellion where the mightiest of their assassins started a war by killing the leader of the Israelite camps. When they saw that the Israelites were too strong for the Candysmiths, they formed an alliance they called the Kids Next Door or in their language, 'Alana Kahles Hores' with the Candysmith's weaponry and their allies numbers, they defeated the Israelites. This ended after 250 years of dominance, but then restarted by Alexander the Great, learning of leadership from inscriptions he found and rose through the ranks and became Supreme Leader for only a saddening 18 months before decommissioning and then his empire but that's another story. The leader of this first era of KND and his most trusted companions used hard candy weaponry, all but 1 using swords. I have the leader's sword along with everyone else's weaponry in this behind me that going to give you all along with Patton, he has his reserved. I will show you the available weapons." Then he dumped 6 swords and a spear.
"There were 8 of this alliance in all. Choose wisely, this green one is Loyal Lime," Numbuh 300 Spartans picked up the green bladed sword. "It will serve its user in his or her time of need, but can only be used in that time, no other time,"
"I'll take that one," Numbuh 1 says, "Just like the sword you hold; I'll serve me friends in their time of need,"
"Good choice," Numbuh 300 Spartans said. "I thought you would choose that way as that's how you choose a sword. The next one I will show is probably Numbuh 4's ideal weapon. Hostile Orange." and he held up the spear with an orange tip. "It may not have a point like the swords, but it really packs a punch."
"I'll take that," Numbuh 4 Jr. said.
"O.K," Numbuh 300 Spartans said, a bit thrown off, "Well the next one I thing is Numbuh 3's ideal sword," Numbuh 300 Spartans said, and then picked up the purple bladed sword. "Purple Pain, it looks all cute and harmless, but looks can be deceiving. When you take a blow from this, the reminder will always be there." He then rolled up his right sleeve revealing a foot long scar. "That thing hurts really badly."
"I'll take that," Numbuh 3 said, eying the scar like it's in quarantine.
"Well, anyway," Numbuh 300 Spartans continued. "This other sword I think is for Numbuh 92." He then picked up the orange sword. "Mango Misery Mystery, what you do know as well as you don't know will hurt the user's foes."
"Yup, that's me," Numbuh 92 said. "I'm mysterious as well as shy."
"This next one I'm sure is Numbuh 5," Numbuh 300 Spartans said, picking up the blue sword "Blurple-Berry Basher, the 2nd hardest, fastest striking of the swords we have. I have the most in those two categories, the black one: Black Licorice Nightmare. Anyway, it was meant for stealth, it was meant for a spy, it was meant for you."
"Well alright then," Numbuh 5 said, taking a lick, than placing it in a space in her belt.
"This final one must be Numbuh 4," Numbuh 300 Spartans said, picking up the last cherry red sword. "Blood Blade, it always goes for the kill, it is blunt, and it's stubborn."
"Whoa," Numbuh 4 said eying the blade with lust. "How do you know these sword's personalities'?"
"I've read inscriptions," Numbuh 300 Spartans said.
"O.K," Numbuh 4 said. "Where did you?"
"The Damascus taverns are where. They are hard to find, but worth it. just take the sword already.
"Alright, alright," Numbuh 4 said. "Do they come with holsters?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't they? They're on the table that you see on the way out, we're gonna call a raid on Arcadia in 2 days with 300. I want to play video games again."
