CONTINUING TRANSMISSION...
KIDS NEXT DOOR MISSION
OPERATION:
F.A.R.R.A.H.
Family
Acquaintance
Returns
Reporting
Alarming
History
TRANSMISSION FIVE:
OPERATION:
A.B.D.U.C.T.I.O.N.
Another
Brave,
Daring,
Unbelievably
Crazy
Tresspassing
Into
Opponents'
Niche
WRITING OPERATIVE:
Sgamer82
It was night. Half past ten. Numbuh Five kneeled on top of the wall marking the edge of the Delightful Children From Down the Lanes' property. The other Kids Next Door were at different points in the mansion, ready to strike. The plan was in motion, and it wasn't going to wait for Numbuh Five. Five's skill was stealth, and she was going to need every bit of it she could muster.
The Kids Next Door were poised to launch an attack on the mansion after a specific amount of time. Five had to get to her target destination before that time elapsed, if she was to have the best possible chance of achieving her goal. She jumped down to the ground with a grace most wouldn't expect from a 10 year old girl. She did a quick sprint across the lawn, dodging places that she had known for a long time would set off alarms.
It was a familiar route, one she'd often use whenever the Kids Next Door wanted tortilla chips to make nachos. But this time she had a much bigger target in mind. Five now ran along the wall of the west side of the mansion. Looking for the one way the Delightful Children and their father never considered as a way of entry. The servants' entrance. Snooty snobs like this family didn't think much about their servants and think even less of the ways they get in to, out of, and around the home they served.
It was at this time of day that a maid or butler or someone would step out to toss out some trash or something. Numbuh Five didn't think much about what was happening, she was only concerned with getting into the house. The servant came out, as expected, and Five rushed into the open servants' door, into the kitchen, into the house.
She ran through the halls of the mansion. Hiding behind decorations, statues, curtains, and the like, whenever someone came near. The place seemed more heavily guarded than Numbuh Five was used to. She went deeper into the mansion than ever she had before, until she found what she was looking for. If the intel was right...
It was. Numbuh Five peeked into the room, inside it was dark. But there were five beds, each occupied. Five sneaked into the room, being especially careful not to make much noise. She stood in the center of the room while her eyes adjusted to the dark. She was able to make out the five beds, the five people in them, each of the Delightful Children. The three boys were on Five's left, the two girls were on her right. Five didn't see much else. There were dressers, a closet, some curtains on the window, but no toys.
Weird. thought Numbuh Five. She found it hard to believe that the Delightful Children didn't have any toys. She could've sworn they'd had a record player at one point. But then remembered that it had been provided by Mrs. Goodwall, owner of the Kids' Zoo. On thinking of it, their anger at losing the player had been one of the rare times Five had ever seen them show any real emotion other than evil glee.
Numbuh Five snapped herself out of her little daydream. Now was not the time. With no better options, Five got behind a curtain and kneeled down behind it, out of sight to anybody who might enter the room or suddenly wake up. She only had to wait now. She checked her watch, activating the night-light feature. Three more minutes until the others made their move, and she'd have to make hers.
"No... Father... No..."
Numbuh Five was startled by the sudden noise. She recognized the voice as Shorty, the Delightful Boy with blonde hair worn in Numbuh Four's style. On sudden instinct, she pressed another button on her watch and continued to wait. Listening.
Numbuh One stood by the main gate of the Delightful Childrens' property. This entrance was on the south end of the land. Numbuh Two waited by the east wall. Three was to the north. And Numbuh Four was waiting by the west wall, where Numbuh Five had begun her infiltration. It was almost time to put their plan into action.
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"Kids Next Door," Numbuh One spoke into a communicator, "Battlestations!"
From the south, Numbuh One activated his jet boots and flew into the air, a ray gun in his hand, ready for battle. One would take the brunt of the assault, since most of the guards and robots of the Delightfuls would be at the front gate. It would be hard at first, but when the others began their assault the guards would spread out.
From the east, Numbuh Two activated his fly suit and took off over the wall. The eyepieces of the suit have been adapted for this mission, containing infrared devices that showed where people in the house were. Two relayed this info to the other Kids Next Door, giving them warning about what was coming for them. There was a very huge reading near the center of the mansion. Father.
From the north, Numbuh Three ran into the bushes. Behind those bushes, was her favorite machine, the giant robot bunny rabbit, Hippy-Hop. She hopped in, turned it on, and crashed through the wall. A lot of big guys came running at her, then turned tail at the sight of Hippy Hop's arsenal.
From the west, Numbuh Four climbed a tree. At the top, he ran along a branch and jumped, sailing across the wall and hitting the ground with exactly the grace one would expect from a 10 year old boy. Picking himself up off the ground, he pulled out his weapon, a S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R. and ran into battle.
Inside, Numbuh Five waited. The noise of a battle outside awoke the Delightful Children, who simultaneously asked what was happening. They ran out, heading to their Father. They were in such a rush that they failed to notice Numbuh Five making her move.
So, predictable. But then, what do you expect from children?
The Kids Next Door had unleashed a frontal attack on the mansion. Obviously trying to get to his children. Father had been ready, and had plenty of his security and "special" servants on alert. If they didn't finish the Kids Next Door, they would at least fend them off.
The noise outside had obviously awoken his children. They would come to him for guidance on what to do. The proper thing to do.
He was not surprised when they rushed into his room, altogether shouting a frantic "FATHER!"
He was surprised when he turned to face them, and realized there were only four children standing in the doorway. One of the girls was missing.
END OF TRANSMISSION FIVE