I'm already on chapter nine, kinda scary considering I was only going to make this about six chapters long. You guys are the best, I mean, I really thought everyone would hate this fic but I guess I was wrong. Also, sorry about the last chappie's being a little cliché'd, Pokejedservo, I was kinda tired of getting about thirty emails (I'm serious too) a day from Rollio, who's favorite couple is 1/5. It got her off my back cause now she's happy. "Ya hear that, you shit faced little monkey, you can stop emailing me so many times a day!" Anyway, I'll try not to make it so cliché anymore! Thanks again you guys for the reviews!


"So what is it?" Number 3 all but yelled as she excitedly began to jump up and down. They were all situated in the lab, waiting for Number 1's words, which had yet to come from his mouth. "When will he wake up? How are we going to do this? What was the picture?" She began to babble, excitedly.

"Some one get her a straight jacket before she hurts herself!" Number 5 said making herself comfortable in the chair she had taken a seat in. "That and a "Do not open till Christmas" sticker for her mouth."

Number 2 stifled a laugh while Number 1 began. "Number 3, do sit down." The girl sat down, though her eyes still danced with excitement. "Now, as you know, Number 5 was able to decipher what the picture was. It was a set of blueprints."

"Blueprints?" Number 2 asked, slightly confused.

"Yes, blueprints."

"How are those going to help us? I mean, what are they for and how is that going to help us wake up Number 4?"

"I was going to get to that. Anyway, the prints were instructions to build a machine. But not just any machine! A machine that can get us into a person's mind!"

"What?!" Number 3 yelled, slightly confused. "I mean, that isn't right."

Number 1 shook his head 'no'. "What I mean is that we can go into his mind, find out what's wrong and then help him wake up. It says it all in the blueprints and it's possible."

"It's not right though." Number 2 said, standing up. "Maybe we should just take him to the hospital. I mean, we shouldn't be messing around with his mind. It's not right."

"We can't take him to a hospital though."

"And why not? It's not like we are doing much for him either. All were doing is letting him sit. At least at the hospital they will be able to maybe find out what's wrong with him and help him!"

"But we can't just abandon him! That's not the idea either."

"The pizza!" Number 3 suddenly shouted, jumping up from the couch. She ran off into the kitchen, not caring that neither Number 1 nor 2 noticed her. They kept on arguing, or as they would call it- discussing. She didn't know where she stood on the matter; all she knew was that she wanted the best for Number 4.

In the kitchen, the pizzas were a little brown but other than that they had turned out perfect. She cut them into slices, her mind on the topic at hand. It was true; it would be easier to take Number 4 to the hospital to get help. None of them knew anything about comas or nursing for that matter. But then Number 1 was right also. It wasn't right to give up on the problem- Number 4 never liked hospitals anyway.

She laughed slightly at the memory of the last time they were at one. During one of their missions, Number 4 created an escape for them by punching through a window. His arm was coated with cuts and blood so they took him to the hospital. He fidgeted the whole time, shifting to and fro in his seat. He also complained the whole time but was happy with his sucker in the end.

After placing the slices of pizza on a tray, she made her way into the lab, where Number 1 and 2 were still discussing things. Number 5 had obvious got board with the subject, for she had retired to a game of solitaire on the computer. "Pizza!" Number 3 said, setting the pizza in front of the capped girl.

"You're my hero!" Number 5 said, grabbing a slice and taking a bite. "Hey you two, shut up and eat!" She yelled at the other two before going back to her game.

Number 2 looked over and grabbed a slice. After taking a bite, he waited until he swallowed again before continuing. "What do you think Number 5?"

"Number 5 thinks that it wouldn't hurt to try!" She answered, grabbing another slice of the fresh and hot pizza.

"I think the same thing." Number 3 told him. "We can try and then if we fail, we can take him to the hospital."

"We'll, it wouldn't hurt to try to wake him up." Number 1 said. "If we can wake him up from his endless dream, then the better. But if we can't, it was at least a try." She said, watching the other three ponder what he said. "So are we going to do this?"

"It's worth a try." Number 5 answered, smiling at him.

"I'm defiantly in!" Number 3 nodded.

"This is crazy." Number 2 said, speaking his doubts. He noticed the three pairs of pleading eyes looking at him. "But… if it might wake up Number 4, I'm willing to do anything. So tell us, leader, what do we have to do?"

Number 1 smiled. "Okay, these are the supplies needed and our jobs…" The rest of the day was spent building the machine.