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kids next door mission

operation:

M.A.K.E.O.V.E.R.

Massively

Annoyed

Kid

Endures

One

Very

Execrated

Redo

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"What do you mean I gotta do this mission by myself?" A rough Austrailian accent complained.

"We all have our missions Numbuh 4. We all must inspect new Sectors to make sure the operatives abide by the rules and stay up to code." The leader of Sector V ordered.

"Aww crud. Why can't they get someone else to do it? Numbuh 362 isn't doing anything I bet. Why don't you tell your girlfriend to get someone else to do it?" Numbuh 4 whined.

"Because Wally. I made sure Numbuh 362 could entrust us with an important mission like this. After the whole cake mission went awry, I want her to know we can still do important missions like this one. So I expect you to follow through with it. Now, Numbuh 2, you're headed to Sector R in Russia."

"Aye-aye. Captain!" The pudgier Kid saluted before running of to the Sector V hangar.

"Numbuh 3, your mission is going to Sector C in Canada. I feel your kindness and their hospitality will make for an easy mission for you."

"Okey dokey!" The girl in the green sweater saluted smiling, before calling HIPPIE-HOP.

"Numbuh 5, you're headed to Germany, Sector G needs your expertise and leadership skills to make sure everything runs smoothly down there."

"Ooh baby. Chocolate here I come!" Numbuh 5 laughed out running to the hangar.

"Well Numbuh 1. Where am I headed to?" The Australian kid grumbled.

"You're headed to the most dangerous, most awesome Sector there is."

This peaked Numbuh 4 interest, glancing up from the couch the Sector usually gives mission debriefs at.

"I don't know if this is right. No other operative as went to that Sector and made it out. Even I wouldn't want to go there." The British kid said as he looked over the mission specs again.

"Ooh! Ooh! Let me go please! I'll show em. I'll give em one of these, and one of these. I'll inspect that Sector so good, it'll put our Sector on the top of KND!" Wally called out as he feigned punches and kicks, jumping and waving his arms out.

"Okay, but be careful. This Sector never really takes to people who don't like their ways. You're headed to Sector C, in California." Numbuh 1 ordered.

"You can count on me Numbuh 1." Wally saluted before running out then door.

"Now onto Sector F in France." The leader smiled as he clicked his rocket boots and flew off.