Inspiration comes as it does, and I was on a serious block about most requests. But I got this one done, so I thought, "Hey, why not put it up now."

"Oh yea! Let's just forget about this whole mission and hang out on the beach!" the Brit cried out, sarcasm dripping from every word he said. I shook my head and chuckled, leaning against the ship. Who could blame the team for wanting a day at the beach instead of a rescue mission? Abby was sprawled out on her beach chair, soaking up the sun. Hoagie and Wally were splashing in the shallows. Kuki had already gotten a pretty good start on a sandcastle. And Nigel was furious. However, he didn't notice the steaming redhead behind him. I chuckled again. Fanny being mad, as usual. Of course, at that time, we didn't know each other nearly as well. We kind of did, but we weren't nearly as close as we would soon become.

"And then let's go for pizza and funnel cake! Oh yea!" Nigel screeched. He was about to continue, but Fanny had heard enough. "Funnel cake?" she cried out.

"Num-Numbah 86!" Nigel stammered.

After a lot of yelling, we went over to the crashed ship. The boy and girl who had been driving it had started to wake up.

"Are you alright?" Fanny asked, going over to the brunette girl.

"Yea, we're fine, but-" the boy started to answer, but Fanny cut him off in a rage.

"I DIDN'T ASK YOU! IT'S PROBABLY YOUR FAULT THAT-"

"Guys! Enough!" I said, breaking my silence.

"Well at least she's in a good mood," Hoagie mumbled to his friend. "Usually she's hit us by now."

Fanny went over and yelled at them. Hoagie fumbled over his words and started nervously biting his nails.

"Stop that!" Fanny cried. "Nail bitin' is sooooo disgusting!" She drew out her words like they were covered in poison, and coming from her they might as well be. Suddenly the crashed ship took off, fugitive inside. Fanny screamed at us again and soon we were flying. She was complaining the whole way. "CAN'T THIS PLANE FLY ANY FASTER?"

"CALM DOWN WOULD YA?" I screamed back. Fanny looked half-shocked, half-impressed that I could out-scream her.

This kind of thing happened all throughout the chase. Wally tried to lock on the ship so he could fire at it. "JUST FIRE ALREADY!" the Irish girl screamed.

"We're not locked yet!" the Aussie replied.

"Just do this!" she said, slamming down the button. We heard a boom, but the ship was still in front of us. And now a piece was flying towards our ship.

"Shouldn'ta done that," Abby and I said together.

There was a crash and next thing I knew, the ship was flying away and I was parachuting down.

"OF ALL THE STUPID HISTORY OF STUPID STUPID PEOPLE BEING STUPID, YOU HAVE TO BE THE STUPIDLIEST!""THAT'S NOT EVEN A WORD!" I screamed from where I was a few feet above her. We landed with a thump. Fanny insisted that the girls go ahead while the boys guarded a dandelion. Wally appeared to take this job VERY seriously. We creaked open the doors of the Delightfully Stupid Mansion and stepped inside. We split up.

I was roaming the halls for awhile before I spotted a scene. The fugitive had his back to the wall, very confused. Fanny was pointing a weapon at the Delightfuls, who were in bathrobes (no surprise, their bathrobes were a uniform too. Is there anything they DON'T do in sync?) Bruce, the front most blonde boy, had his hands behind his back.

"I SAID, HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!" Fanny shouted. The Delightfuls brought out their hands. Bruce was holding a jar of something white that I couldn't make out from where I was.

"What-what is that?" Fanny stammered, looking a little wary of the jar.

"It's….toenails," the Delightfuls said in their forever monotonous voice.

"T-t-t-t-t- TOENAILS?" Fanny screeched. I had had enough of this. I slid forwards into their view. "Alright, enough already. Can we just get out of here?" I said. No one seemed to be listening though. The Delightfuls were looking at each other with a sinister gleam in their eyes. Fanny seemed too freaked out about the toenail jar.

"Guys! Guys!" I said. I sighed and elbowed the Delightfuls. They were so startled that the jar in Bruce's hands flew up into the air.

"Few steps to your right," I told Fanny, but she didn't seem to hear me. I sighed and pushed her gently to the floor. I slid to the left just as the jar crashed down. The nails inside went everywhere, missing me and Fanny by inches.

The crash seemed to shake her back to her senses. She looked around, then recoiled at the contents of the jar now spread out in front of her.

"I just saved you like five hours of combing those out of your hair," I told her, then quick as a flash I had hopped over to the other side. I looked towards where the fugitive had been, but he was gone.

"Well don't just stand there! Help us pick up our toenail collection!" the Delightfuls said, bending down as much as they could while still staying in a pack. Like synchronized wolves, they always had to move in a pack. It was weird.

"Yea, cuz I'm sure sharing a brain makes that difficult." I said, before pulling Fanny away to find the fugitive and leaving a very dumbfounded five some behind us.

Abby and Kuki walked up to the now toenail-covered hall. They took one look at it before turning to each other.

"Heather."

Coming up on If I was there

Operation U.N.C.O.O.L.

Operation G.I.R.L.F.R.I.E.N.D.

Operation Q.U.I.E.T.

Operation T.H.E.-F.L.Y.

Operation F.O.U.N.T.A.I.N.

Operation L.O.V.E.

And guys I haven't seen I.N.T.E.R.V.E.I.W.S. yet but I will do that one when I see it!