Okay, so I'm updating faster than I normally would because I'm going to Disneyland tomorrow, and once again, I'm BORED! I didn't really like my last chapter, so if I come up with something better, I'll replace it. So without further ado, to my reviewers...

DarkXRachel- Yeah, I'll show Numbuh 3's reactions. I just was tired when I wrote the last chapter and I just wanted it up. Anyway, enjoy.

sstoons3425- I just hope that because they're not like the original characters, that they're hard to remember. I often forget who's who unless I go back or remember a specific line or something. So I seriously hope that doesn't happen.

Blazepelt- Not sure if I described them well enough, but you can give it a shot. Let me know how that works out for ya.

Laurie43- I'm not sure if I made her OOC enough from Operation F.U.T.U.R.E. because she has parts of Numbuh 4's personality. Oh well, I can try.

numbuh34- People usually tell me that I'm not funny. You obviously are not one of those people, and I'm totally happy about that. Enjoy the chapter.

On with the story!

Year 2009

Numbuh 3 blushed, but not from embarrassment, but because she thought that the blond warrior in front of her was losing his mind. Well, whatever was left of his mind anyway...

And sure enough, Numbuh 4 kept rambling on how "it must be a mistake," and "there was no way that he was EVER going to marry Numbuh 3". While he made his speech Butch started staring off into space. Hannah became increasingly interested in her fingernails, and started filing them. Sally put her hands behind her back and swayed back and forth slowly as if there was music playing that she alone could hear.

Soon enough, Numbuh 3 started showing some impatience of her future husband's speech and broke in. "Aw. Whats wrong with marrying me?" she asked sweetly. "You don't like me anymore?"

In the past two years, since she was now twelve, Numbuh 3 had never once suspected Numbuh 4's increasing crush on her. And even though she was still the airhead, she had become smarter on how manipulate her friends, particularly Wally. After years of being in the same sector, she realized all she had to do was ask a simple question in the most innocent manner possible. If she didn't get a straightforward answer, then they weren't telling her something. After all, they were very bad liars.

"N-n-no," he stuttered. "N-nothing wrong. Just-" He didn't continue.

Numbuh 3 raised her eyebrow at him, waiting for him to finish the sentence. "Just what?" She crossed her arms at him, waiting.

"J-just-um..." He twiddled his thumbs.

Her staring was getting more intense. Meaning she wasn't going to let this slide by. "Just what, Wally?"

Like Hannah, he stopped twiddling his thumbs and became too interested in his fingernails for it to be natural.

"Ooh," Butch said, amused. He nudged his sisters enthusiastically and said to them, "Next time I get in trouble, I'm soooo holding this over dad."

Sally stopped swaying and came into focus, and Hannah looked up from her nails to look at her older brother. "Hold what?"

"Just watch," he said. They both did as he said and watched Numbuh 4's struggle without much interest.

"What aren't you telling me?" asked an advancing Numbuh 3.

"N-nothing!" He backed away as she advanced.

"Oooooooooooh," said the triplets at the same time. "He is in trouble!"

"What makes you say that?" asked Numbuh 2.

"See how she puts her hands on her hips?" said Hannah.

"And how he stutters when she asks him a question?" Butch continued.

"And he backs away like that?" said Sally. "That only happens when he forget their anniversary or he said or did something he probably shouldn't have."

"And since he wont have to worry about the first one for another nine to ten years-" Butch continued.

"-he's in trouble for what he said," Hannah finished.

"Do you always like, read each other's minds?"

"No, but we can always guess what the others are thinking a lot better than anyone else," said Butch.

"Freaky," he said under his breath.

"You're telling me," Butch muttered low so his sisters couldn't hear him. "Can't think about girls without Hannah the Snitch telling dad half of the things going on in my head."

Numbuh 5 raised her eyebrow at him. "What does go inside your head about girls?"

"For your sake, hopefully you'll never find out," he said. Then he winked at her.

"Gross!" said Kyra. "That's my mom you're talking to!"

Butch looked taken aback for a second, then a little creeped out the next. "Sorry. Can't get used to the fact that we're not in 2032 anymore."

"Why didn't you bring that stupid little girlfriend of yours?" asked Rae. "Oh, that's right! Wasn't counting on making it to 2009 today," she looked at Kyra with a death glare. "Or tomorrow, or EVER!"

"I said I was sorry! What more do you want from me?"

"Oh I don't know," Rae said thickly. "A way home!"

"I'd like to see you create something as cool as-"

"You know what? Kiss my-"

Everyone in the room was now focused on the two arguing girls, even Numbuh 3.

"You did that on purpose," said Christopher.

"Did what on purpose?" Butch asked as innocently as he could, though it was very clear that he was pleased with himself.

"You took the spotlight off of your mom and dad."

"Did not!"

"Did too," said Chris, knowing that he already won.

"Okay, maybe a little bit." Unnoticed by anyone except Chris and Numbuh 4, who had overheard their conversation, Butch wore a smile that could possibly defeat Numbuh 3's. But not an "I'm sooooooo happy" smile. An "I know I'm busted, but lets not talk about that now" smile.

Numbuh 4 though for a brief second. Maybe it wasn't a mistake.

Okay, end of chapter! (Audience goes aww) So 3/4 got two chapters all to themselves, and I'm done introducing characters... or am I? Anyway, review, and have a Merry Christmas! Peace!