Thanks again to all of you who had read and reviewed this story! You guys are great, give yourselves a pat on the back and get yourself something nice from the fridge! ;)

But be careful! Father probably accessed your fridge and put broccoli in there! D:

Just kidding! :D
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"Hey, hey, Rocky!" Numbuh 13 called as he rushed over to her while she practiced on her laser aiming with some soda bottles at a nearby deck. He barely avoided tripping over his shoelaces as he stood by her. He noticed that she didn't have her usual charming smile, but he couldn't blame her. Having to decommission operatives, Fanny had insulted her about being parentless, now Rocky was concerned for her five friends being tested like lab rats just to prove their existing KND material. But he tried his best to cheer her up. "I heard you brought back the missing Sector Z!"

Rocky re-loaded her gun as she lightly smiled at him, however, upset she still was. "That is if they're still entitled to being Sector Z…"

"So we already have a new Sector Z," he waved it aside as he snort-laughed, "they're boring compared to those five kids you brought back."

Rocky smiled, only this time, it was bigger than the last. Numbuh 13 was just so sweet and enthusiastic, how could she frown around him? "I'm so glad you have so much faith in this situation," she told him sincerely as she pointed her gun at a soda bottle before successfully knocking it over. "With so much pressure to become one of the KND's best operatives, and the desire to tie up Fanny and decommission her head off..." She muttered under her breath. "It's always good to have a friend around."

"Yeah, I don't know what it's like to have friends," he said sheepishly, averting his eyes. This brought Rocky to look at him in utter shock. He shrugged. "Hey, that's what happens when no one wants you on their team…"

Rocky continued smiling at him, and for a second, Numbuh 13 thought he saw something sparkle in those brown eyes of hers. "I'd want you on my team," she said sweetly.

Numbuh 13 turned beat red as he scuffed at the ground with a boot. "Uh, won't Sector V mind?"

She lightly chuckled. "I may hang out with Sector V," she said as she continued aiming at the unfortunate soda bottles, "but that doesn't mean I would automatically join their team."

"What about Numbuh 4?"

"What about Wally?" Rocky questioned with slight confusion as she continued her target practice.

"Never mind," he said. "But why not join Sector V? They're really cool and…" His voice trailed off. "...and you're like the missing Numbuh 1."

Rocky nearly missed as she looked at him with wide eyes. "I am?"

For as long as she had been in the KND, she had longed to become one of its greatest operatives, like Numbuh 1. Never did she think she would actually be called 'the next Numbuh 1'. It felt honorable!

"Except with hair," he joked and gave a nasal laugh, "but seriously, of course! Why, when you first came to the KND with your big determination and eagerness to fight and pow, pow, pow!" He punched the air numerous times. "I was thinking it was Numbuh 1 returning in a dress!"

Now it was Rocky's turn to blush. "Well, thanks..."

"Rocky," called an operative, "the Supreme Leader wants to see you."

This was it. "I'll talk to you later," Rocky told Numbuh 13 before she handed him her gun and walked away.

"Oh, and Rocky?" Numbuh 13 called.

"Yeah?"

"Could you tie my shoes later?" He nervously pointed to his untied laces.

Rocky laughed. "Sure, just be careful where you walk." And with a final wave she was gone.

"Oh, I can do that!" Numbuh 13 snorted. "I'm skilled at hand-eye coordination. I-WAAHH!"

He had tripped and when Rocky's gun hit the floor, it shot out and the laser cut through a nearby rope, which had a shipment of new 2x4 technologies fall over.

"Oops..." Numbuh 13 muttered.
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Rocky saluted the KND guards before she stepped into the private lab. There stood Numbuh 362 with the Delightfuls near a giant computer screen. Numbuhs 60 and 86 stood by.

Rocky took a deep breath. If the results came out negative, and her friends couldn't be in the KND, Rocky was going to testify against Rachel in a court-like manner, not caring if she had worshipped the Supreme Leader a while back.

"Well?" Rocky asked, almost impatiently.

Rachel gave a nod, and that that was just the kind of gesture that told Rocky everything was well.

"The KND thanks you, Rocky Ganda," Numbuh 362 said before she bowed to her. Numbuh 60 did the same; Fanny was reluctant but did so for her supreme leader.

The redhead muttered under her breath as she hesitantly bowed her head. Rocky smirked at this, but she focused her attention to the Delightfuls, if they could even be called that anymore. The five kids smiled to her, sending her mental thoughts of thanks and grateful for her help.

"For so long we've wondered if we'd ever see the missing Sector Z again," Numbuh 362 went on as she glanced at the Delightfuls, "thanks to you, they're back."

"So they're in the KND now?" Rocky asked hopefully.

"Will," the supreme leader assured her, "however, I think it would be considered greatly that they be re-trained." She turned to Numbuh 60.

"It is an honor to serve as trainer to the missing Sector Z," Numbuh 60 saluted, "I've constructed a basis in which when Rocky trains, they train, that way both will be at the same point when graduation comes around."

"This is really nice, thanks, Numbuh 362," Rocky told her.

"I almost forgot," Numbuh 362 began as she turned toward Ashley, "where's Father now?"

"Well, last time I heard my aunt beat him up," Rocky said with a smile and raising her eyebrows playfully.

"Yeah, before that happened, Rocky," Ashley intervened, "Father said you're like his worst enemy now."

"Wow," Rocky whistled, "I don't know whether to be terrified or honored."

"Has he mentioned anything about when he would strike the KND next?" Numbuh 362 asked.

"None," Bruce responded, "but all I know is, now that we're gone, he's going to maximum revenge on the KND. He did mention something about broccoli, but why?"

"Broccoli…" Rocky pondered. Then it hit her. "It's happening all over again!"

"Rocky, wait, what's happening?" Numbuh 362 asked.

"Remember when you told me about the time you decided to resign your post as leader of the KND? Remember when Father accidentally became leader?" Rocky asked quickly.

"Yes, why?" Numbuh 362 was almost afraid to ask, remebering all too well about her big sacrifice to save the KND.

"He hasn't given up!" Rocky cried. She turned to the Delightfuls. "He's doing something big, I tell you!" She tightened her ponytail, a determined look on her face. "You guys stay here with Rachel and the others. I'll handle this on my own!"

"Rocky, wait a minute!" Numbuh 362 cried. "We need a plan!"

"No time!" Rocky exclaimed before she ran off. "It's now or never! And 'never' isn't my guidance!"

"Someone's defying the leader..." Numbuh 86 sang to herself as they watched Rocky leave.

Numbuh 362 sighed. "She's just like him…"
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Numbuh 13 looked from his comic book as he watched Rocky drive the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. "You really meant it when you said you wanted me to take down Father with you?"

It had all happened so quickly. First he saw Rocky run off from Numbuh 362's room, thinking their was bad news and Rocky couldn't handle it. But words flew from her mouth so fast once she grabbed his arm and dragged him to her S.C.A.M.P.E.R. But on the way, once they were in space on their way to Earth, Rocky informed him of her plan.

And that she needed his help.

Someone who actually wanted him to be in a mission!

"Absolutely," Rocky said before blowing a strand of hair from her face. "I've always wanted to take down Father with Numbuh 1…but not as much as I wanted to do so with a certain other operative." She smiled at him.

"So why am I here?" He asked in oblivion.

Rocky sighed and rolled her eyes. "Anyway, here's the plan." She took out a handwritten map and showed it to him. "As soon as we land in front of Father's house, we sneak through the back door. Once I check the coast is clear, you'll run into the kitchen and-"

"Are you sure just the two of us can handle this?" Numbuh 13 asked nervously, clutching his comic.

"You know what? Forget the plan." Rocky said as she crumpled the map and threw it behind her. "Just follow my lead."

Once they landed on a secluded grass area and rushed out with weapons in hand, as from Rocky's original plans, they snuck through the backdoor. However, instead of sneaking in, Rocky just slammed her foot against the door until it fell down in ruins. Then she and Numbuh 13 rushed into the living room, guns ready and loaded.

"Ah, little Rocky…" chuckled a voice.

Rocky and Numbuh 13 gasped as they turned around and there was the man himself.

"Father…" Rocky's voice trailed off, her eyes glaring at him.

The man sat at his armchair, smoking on his pipe as he looked at the two with glinting yellow orbs that seemed to blaze with a sort of evil, maybe even hatred. Rocky held her gun tightly while Numbuh 13 cowered behind her.

"It's so good to finally meet you," the man said as he stood up, "oh, so much I've heard about you, especially from my children." He was silent for a few moments. "But where are my children, you ask? Well, last time I heard, they were out playing with THE KIDS NEXT DOOR!" And flames sprouted from his body in anger as his voice boomed with fury.

Scared she was, Rocky didn't show it. She knew even before she met Father, she despised him. And the jerk tried to make a move on her aunt!

"They were KND operatives from the moment you kidnapped them," Rocky accused him, "I helped them regain what they've lost."

"Oh, that is just so like you, isn't it, Rochelle Ganda?" Father sneered, flames licking at his feet, "to suddenly take the lead and take a moment of action. You know you remind me of my nephew…"

Rocky's eyes widened and her cheeks seemed to have turned red.

"Nigel Uno," Rocky said hotly, "yeah, I get that a lot."

"Nigel Uno also got a lot of THIS!" Father shouted before hurling a large fireball at them.

Rocky dragged Numbuh 13 out of the way just in time as the fireball hit a nearby coffee table, turning it to ashes. Numbuh 13 screamed in fright, but he joined Rocky as she pulled him up to his feet.

"Kids Next Door!" Rocky shouted as she took out her gun. "Battle stations!" And she fired her laser gun at Father. Numbuh 13 bravely did the same, not wanting to disappoint his friend and semi-leader.

They were shooting with everything it was worth, but nothing helped as Father hurled them aside with more fire, throwing them back into a wall. Rocky groaned in pain as Numbuh 13 whimpered on the floor like a helpless puppy. Despite the aching, Rocky held her angry gaze at Father.

"You know, I got a hand it to you, Ms. Ganda," Father chuckled as he paced back and forth, "just like Numbuh 1, you always try for what it's worth…even if it results in EPIC FAILURE!"

"I did not fail!" Rocky protested as she got up, leaving a cowering Numbuh 13 out of it. "I'm not done with you yet."

"Neither am I," Father chuckled softly.

Before Rocky and Numbuh 13 knew it, they were entangled in green vines that made them fall to the floor. Rocky tried to wrestle herself out but the vines were just too strong. Looking behind them, Rocky's eyes widened to see it was another one of those broccoli monsters she had fought a while back.

"Ew," Numbuh 13 whimpered as the vines tightened on him, "I don't like broccoli…"

"Neither do I," Rocky grumbled, "doesn't anyone know that potatoes is the only vegetable everyone will eat?"

"Well, since you've tried to foil my evil plans," Father chuckled as he watched them struggle, "and that there's no way you can escape my genetically mutated broccoli beast, I guess I can give you a heads-up on what I plan to do." He stepped toward a computer system at the end of the room. "If you're up-to-date on your KND info, Ms. Ganda, you'd recall how I was tagged IT; became KND supreme leader and all that. You might even remember how I tried to destroy the KND using…" If the man wasn't so dark, Rocky could have sworn he saw him smirk. "Broccoli."

"And you plan to do it again?" Rocky challenged.

Father laughed. "Ah, simple, simple Rochelle," he said. "What a silly question to ask…" Then he pasued. "Yes." He took out a broccoli bud from his pocket. "BUT WITH A FEW THINGS IN MIND!" And he slammed it into the computer.

The screen blinked before it began processing.

"You know how at most children's homes kids are free from eating broccoli because their fridges are filled with yummy ice cream and all those childish goodies?" He went on. "Always being able to hide the broccoli under their napkins so they can quickly move on to dessert? Well, NO MORE!"

"I like ice cream," Numbuh 13 said quietly.

"I've accessed every fridge on this planet," Father went on, "and as soon as some bratty child comes to their kitchen expecting to find some sugary munchies, all they'll find is…BROCCOLI! And since that's all that there is, they'll just have to eat it!"

"You horrible, horrible person!" Numbuh 13 cried.

"And I have no worries about you stopping me," Father laughed, "because you rather work solo, Rochelle Ganda!"

"Hey, I brought Numbuh 13 along!" Rocky exclaimed, jerking her head in Numbuh 13's direction.

"I'm sure there was another reason why you brought him along…" Father said knowingly.

"Huh?" Numbuh 13 asked in confusion as he looked at Rocky, wondering why she was blushing even more red.

"Face it," he laughed, "nothing can stop this plan. Now that my bratty kids are gone, I will have no problems being the ultimate adult villain! And, of course, I now have a room where I can store my ping-pong equipment..." He added quietly.

"That's what you think!"

Father abruptly turned to see his five children standing at the front door, armed and angry. Rocky and Numbuh 13 gasped with smiles on their faces. This was the missing Sector Z Rocky had wanted to see in action for so long. But not only that, they were going against Father. An epic battle, Rocky knew.

"Oh, the kids are home," Father said with dissatisfaction. "Care to ask for daddy's-"

"Get him!" David shouted before he and his siblings charged forward.

Before he knew it, Father was tackled to the ground by his ex Deligthful children.

While her siblings began beating up Father, Ashley ran over and attacked the mutant broccoli monster with her laser blasters. Once the monster was down, she untied Rocky and Numbuh 13.

"Thanks, Ashley," Rocky said. Then she took a deep breath. "Am I really like Numbuh 1?" Though it seemed now wasn't the time to say it, Rocky just had to know from the adopted cousins of her idol.

"Yeah," Ashley laughed before nudging her arm, "even more with a team on your side."

Rocky smiled before Ashley dragged her and Numbuh 13 away as the other kids began backing out of the house while still shooting at Father. Soon, they all ran off into their vehicle and drove off quickly.
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Flying for over a few minutes, still trying to be at ease since their battle with Father, they needed a Plan B and fast because they knew the battle wasn't over. And Rocky just wasn't done with Father yet...

"Over here!" Rocky said before she pointed at what appeared to be Sector V's treehouse.

Once they landed their vehicle the landing platform in front of the doorway that led inside, Rocky smirked at them before showing them a key.

"Numbuh 4 gave it to me."

"Why am I not surprised?" Ashley rolled her eyes.

Once Rocky accessed into the empty treehouse, they all entered quickly, then had the doors firmly shut and all was quiet.

"We can't stop yet," Bruce said as they all gathered at the area Rocky knew too well as they meeting point, "Father's still hacked into every fridge in the area. If we don't do anything soon...every fridge in the world."

"Oh, no!" Numbuh 13 exclaimed with fear, tensing.

"What's your plan then?" Rocky asked as she stood at the podium she knew too well was where Numbuh 1 had always stood while explaining the mission to Sector V. Standing there, looking over her friends and fellow operatives, Rocky thought she in Nigel Uno's shoes for once.

"Well, kicking his butt still hasn't left my mind," Bruce said sheepishly, "and I'm still not done doing so."

"Plan something out," she told them before stepping down from the podium and heading toward a nearby room. "I'm going to see if Numbuh 2 might have any weapons for major defense…"

Once inside Hoagie's room, Rocky had to turn on her flashlight on account of not being able to find the lightswitch. Searching through piles of tools and metal material, especially leftover chips bags, Rocky was about to reach at his desk for what appeared to be the E.W.-B.A.L.L. he had been bragging about when-

"Whoa!"

Rocky struck a fighting pose as she aimed her flashlight at whatever had landed in front of her.

What she saw really surprised her.

Lying on the ground was a small boy who looked like a smaller version of Numbuh 2, only he wore a dashing black hat with matching gloves and a cape.

"Uh, hi?" He greeted nervously, rubbing his head.

"Um, hi," she greeted slowly. "You are…?"

"Hoagie's little brother Tommy," he introduced proudly, "but I prefer to be called The Tommy!" And he twirled in his cape in a Batman-like gesture.

"The Tommy…" Rocky's mind searched for understanding and realization. "Oh, yeah! Didn't you sign up to become a KND operative?"

"Yeah." Tommy muttered as he folded his arms and pouted.

"Well, how come I've never seen you at moonbase?" Rocky felt really excited to meet the person he was, as Rachel had told her, Numbuh T. Her remembering became a little rusty as she couldn't recall exactly why Tommy wasn't at the KND. She had forgotten to ask Lee and Sonya.

"Saved the KND during one of Father's plots," he went on sadly, "decommissioned myself to save the others." He did his best not to cry. "They couldn't recomission me…"

"I really need to look up more on the KND computer…" Rocky muttered to herself before looking at Tommy with sad eyes. "Oh, you poor thing."

"Oh, The Tommy is no 'poor thing'!" He said bravely. "The Tommy has no emotion! The Tommy-" Before he knew it, Rocky had brought him into a hug. He felt his face flush as her cheek pressed against his and her hair tickled his nose. "Well, The Tommy can at least feel one emotion…" He said quietly.

After Rocky put him down, she fumbled with her hair, smoothing her ponytail and adjusting her headband. "Listen, there's not much to explain. Father is trying to make all kids eat broccoli and we have to stop him. As someone who believes anyone can be a Kids Next Door, will you help me?" Rocky looked at him with pleading eyes. Operative or not, he was an incredible kid in her eyes. And cape or no cape, she knew he was like a superhero.

A small, adorable superhero.

Tommy looked at her with widened eyes. He never thought he would ever assist the KND again after that fateful day. But here was Rocky, whom he could see must be a kid-in-training, begging for his help. Who could say no to those gorgeous brown eyes?

With a determined smile, he saluted. "The Tommy will assist you!"

"Yes!" Rocky exclaimed happily. "Thank you!"

Once Rocky gave him a pat on the back and led him to the others, Tommy couldn't help but smile even wider. "Man, Hoagie is so lucky…"
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Isn't Tommy like the cutest little guy you've ever seen? I was heartbroken when Numbuh 362 said he couldn't be in the KND. But when you have Rocky...miracles can happen. ;)
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