Disclaimer: I still don't own anything named KND. You know whom they belong to.
"Chad, what's up?" 30c asked his unexpected guest. "Nothing much. Just wondering why you're still living in this ice cabin. And why you still don't go by your real name." The once numbuh 247 replied back.
"How wonderful. First, I don't have anywhere else to go. Second, I don't know it. I've been called 30c for so long, I've forgotten it. Now why are you really here for?"
"I was wondering if you'd actually like to go somewhere nice and warm. Perhaps somewhere near others who are like you and can't get over the fact that they no longer are in KND." Now this was a surprise. "Oh really? Where would that be?" "Somewhere near the old numbuhs 1,2,3,4 and 5." "Are you kidding? Sure. That'd be great!"
"Kuki." "…"
"Kuki." "…"
"Kuki!" "What?"
"Do you what to go out to eat?" "Yeah sure."
"Where?" "…"
"Kuki?" "...zzzzZZZ…"
"Ugh, some friend you are." "I know."
"Arghhhhhhhhh!"
