KND: Rebuilding
Kirikou
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Author's note: It's the end. The final last bit. So, I'd realy like some feedback on this, considering I've only seen like, maybe 2 episodes at the most. I hope it isn't that bad..whatever, here it is.
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"My God..." Numbah 1 sighed, his shades falling to the edge of his nose as he surveyed the damage. The base was completely destroyed, pieces of their hard work laying on the ground, shattered. The main room was ruined, and the rest of the place was completely demolished. The other group watched in awe as a final board fell from above, hitting the ground and splintering into several other pieces. There was only silence as they watched. Numbah 3 looked as if she would cry, falling to sit on the ground in disbelief. Numbah 2 looked in quite the same fasion. The Delightfull Children hadn't even done half this last time. The very foundations shook. Numbah 4 could only tsk, comming to stand beside Numbah 1, hands on his hips.
"Well, it wasn't as bad last time...but we did fix it.." Numbah 1 shook his head, trying not to get any more upset as he looked over it once more. Smoke was still rising from the fire that had been let out an hour earlier when he was still out cold on the ground.
"It'll take weeks to fix all this..." He sighed again, taking out a piece of paper and writting down what needed to be replaced, which spanned five pages already. This was way more than their meager allowances would put back together.
"Maybe I can convince my mom to up the allowance if I add in another few chores.." Numbah 5 put in, trying to add some comfort to their meager situation. "I haven't been cleaning my room lately."
"Guess I'm gonna have to start a paper route or something..." Numbah 1 commented, then realized the company probably wouldn't hire him for his age. "Or beg."
"No!!! You can't stoop so low Numbah 1!!!" Numbah 4 almost screamed at him, begging himself. "I couldn't stand to see our leader reduced to such a level!! I'll do it for you, but you just...just..CAN'T!!" Numbah 1 shrank back as Numbah 4 got on his knees, hugging Numbah 1's feet.
"Calm down, I wasn't serious!" He looked up, seeing the honest look on his face, quickly jumping off the ground and brushing his shirt off, sweeping his hair back casually.
"Oh..well..good." he said quickly, shifting his feet and leaning on a piece of debris.
"There goes those new shoes I wanted." Numbah 3 sighed, emptying her pockets onto a small dis-attached table-type-thing that had made it's way there. The rest of the kids did the same, taking money out of shoes, socks, and pockets they never thought they had. When it was all brought together, Numbah 2 had only counted
"Ten dollars and sixteen cents, plus a ball of lint and some bubble gum." He added it together, taking a look at Numbah 1's extending list of comodities, shaking his head.
"There's no way we can fix all this, unless we save up for another...let's see...two months!?" he asked hismelf, trying to convince that he had counted wrong from the looks on the kid's faces. The other group, who had not included, almost fell over from the sheer number. That was a long time. Lenai suddenly perked up, striding over and putting a hand on Numbah 1's shoulder. She took out whatever she had, throwing it down. The rest of the kids followed suit, some more reluctantly than others. Lenai sighed.
"It's all we can do to help. It was partly our fault after all." Numbah 1 was astonished, suddenly refusing.
"We can't take that. It realy wasn't your fault." She grinned, putting a hand on her hip.
"Who are you to say if we can give our money away or not? I told them to!" She smiled that crooked smile again, finding an extra quarter in her pocket and flipping it on the table. Numbah 2 counted it up again, a better look on his face then before.
"Thirty seven dollars and eighty-six cents. That should cover enough to put things back together. My dad had tools, so that's one less expense, and Numbah 4's dad has screws and that kind of thing, so that's another less. Numbah 5's dad has wood, and a bunch of other little things. So, that's half off the price. We should be able to afford everything after about two weeks." He smiled, and Numbah 1 turned to the other kids, who where smiling.
"Thanks.." Was all he could say. He was speechless.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get moving! We're not getting any younger!" Lenai shouted, as the other kids shouted excitedly in return. They spread out, gathering what they could.
"Everything will go faster with ten." She said to Numbah 1, as his team waited for the decision. He grinned, nodding.
"Alright, let's move!" They grinned, spreading out as well. The kids with parents that had stuff came back with armloads of stuff fromthe garage- wether their parents knew it was gone or not, nobody could say. By mid the next morning, the had most things set up, and Numbah 1 had the blueprints re-drawn. They worked quickly and efficiently, resetting most foundations and putting up walls and other things, picking up metal and replacing the destroyed pieces. Painting was on the inside, and, with just minor parent help, the rest of it was finnished in a week's time.
"Glad to help sport." Numbah 4's dad said, walking back to his home. Some of the other adults left as well, leaving the kids to pick up the rest.
"So, they're still good for something I guess." Numbah 5 excaimed, fixing her hair in her hat.
"Sure." Numbah 1 surveyed the look now. Same as before, yet, better in some way. He grinned, leaning on a table with some lemonade and snacks. It was then that he noticed her. Lenai was sitting over to the side, alone, and nobody seemed to know she was there. He strided over, sitting next to her questioningly.
"What's the matter?" He asked, as she turned to him, almost startled to see him there.
"It's nothing. The place looks good." She commented, but he could tell she was changing the subject, and rather crudely, from the quick brake in her voice. He nodded, leaning back on the ground. She suddenly turned to him.
"Look, remember when I fell...why did you save me?" He gave her an almost confused look.
"Well...why not?" She sighed, suddenly serious.
"Because I've been so mean to you since I got here, and I was certain that you already hated me, and well, you could have very well let me fall to get back at me, or..or even let go!!" She saw his eyes widened, as though the thought had never occured to him. "Don't play dumb! I knew you didn't like me!!" he sighed, leaning back on his elbows.
"Why..why would I want to do anything like that to anyone?" He asked, totally serious now as well. "It wouldn't have mattered if I'd liked you or not, I still would have helped. I couldn't just leave a person I know up there, or I would have just died of guilt or something." She sighed, somewhat relieved, but upset at the same time.
"So, you don't like me or anything?" He cocked an eyebrow, not quite understanding what she asked.
"Wha..."
"I mean, like like."
"Oh." Was all he could say, looking off in some other direction, ready to take off. Not a conversation he wanted to be in the middle of...What could he say?? If he agreed, then she'd get the idea that he like liked her, and if not, than she'd go back to being all rude again. But...one sounded a little better than the other... "I.."
"What?" She asked, intent on getting an answer. He said nothing after that.
"I..I gotta...gotta go. I think I hear someone calling me." She sighed as he picked himself up, quickly heading in some other direction, away from her. She smiled, knowing just what that was all about.
"Too shy." She said to herself, standing as well and heading to the rest of her group, who was packing. Their parents had told them that they would be leaving in a few hours. She went into the newly built place, putting her things together as well. Oso came to sit beside her, helping her put her things away self-conciously.
"So, looks like we're outa here huh?" He asked, almost thankfull for the chance to get away from the creeps these kids had to deal with from day to day. She nodded silently, fixing a strand of hair that had fallen in her eyes. They where realy leaving. They arrived at the airport, all the kids there to wish them goodbye. Numbah 3 came up, handing her a piece of paper.
"This is the number, you can call when you want!!" She squeeked, hugging her tightly. Numbah 4 came over to investigate, taking the paper and fixing the numbers, giving it back. That had been the Cuddly Ponies hotline.
"We're always there, 247 if you need someone to talk to." He did some weird handshake with Oso, waving. Numbah 2 had said his goodbyes to Grey, who looked like he would burst into tears. He rubbed his nose, waving his hanky. JC only made a sign, with a "peace out". Mimi was already crying. Lenai looked about, noticing that someone in their group was missing.
"Where's Numbah 1?" She asked. The other kids shrugged, but Numbah 4 had an answer.
"He and his ma' had to do something. He says he's sorry he couldn't see you off." She sighed, staring at the ground. She'd wanted to tell him something, and he wasn't even there... A car was heard in the distance, as the last bording for her plane was called, the rest of the kids dispersing to their seats. A kid jumped out, checking himself in the mirror and running off, trying to avoid his mom, who was protesting that he "get back there that instant". She was about to leave, when she heard her name called. It was Numbah 1, who was panting from the run. She smiled, thankfull that he was there.
"Sorry..ma' insisted that I go with her. So, I guess you got the number and all that?" He asked casually, fixing his shirt. She nodded. "Good. Like I'm sure they said, we're all there." He finnished, standing somewhat awkwardly from a lack of words. "I suppose I won't be seeing you again.."
"I'll call as soon as I get home, I promise." She grinned, turning as she heard her mother calling her. "Well, gotta go.." She said, waiting for a response.
"Thanks for comming. I'm sure we'll be talking soon." She stood there, for only a moment longer, before giving the now startled boy a peck on the cheek and running off onto the plane with a wave back. The plane took off, Numbah 1 rejoining his group to make a final wave untill the plane dissapeared in the sky.They walked back together, resuming their normal lives. Numbah 1 spoke up.
"So, what are we gonna do today?"
"Donno."
"I'm hungry!"
"Infiltrate the Ice-cream man's truck!!"
"Not bad."
"I know."
"Can we get some Pizza?"
"Sure."
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END
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KIRIKOU
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Kirikou
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Author's note: It's the end. The final last bit. So, I'd realy like some feedback on this, considering I've only seen like, maybe 2 episodes at the most. I hope it isn't that bad..whatever, here it is.
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"My God..." Numbah 1 sighed, his shades falling to the edge of his nose as he surveyed the damage. The base was completely destroyed, pieces of their hard work laying on the ground, shattered. The main room was ruined, and the rest of the place was completely demolished. The other group watched in awe as a final board fell from above, hitting the ground and splintering into several other pieces. There was only silence as they watched. Numbah 3 looked as if she would cry, falling to sit on the ground in disbelief. Numbah 2 looked in quite the same fasion. The Delightfull Children hadn't even done half this last time. The very foundations shook. Numbah 4 could only tsk, comming to stand beside Numbah 1, hands on his hips.
"Well, it wasn't as bad last time...but we did fix it.." Numbah 1 shook his head, trying not to get any more upset as he looked over it once more. Smoke was still rising from the fire that had been let out an hour earlier when he was still out cold on the ground.
"It'll take weeks to fix all this..." He sighed again, taking out a piece of paper and writting down what needed to be replaced, which spanned five pages already. This was way more than their meager allowances would put back together.
"Maybe I can convince my mom to up the allowance if I add in another few chores.." Numbah 5 put in, trying to add some comfort to their meager situation. "I haven't been cleaning my room lately."
"Guess I'm gonna have to start a paper route or something..." Numbah 1 commented, then realized the company probably wouldn't hire him for his age. "Or beg."
"No!!! You can't stoop so low Numbah 1!!!" Numbah 4 almost screamed at him, begging himself. "I couldn't stand to see our leader reduced to such a level!! I'll do it for you, but you just...just..CAN'T!!" Numbah 1 shrank back as Numbah 4 got on his knees, hugging Numbah 1's feet.
"Calm down, I wasn't serious!" He looked up, seeing the honest look on his face, quickly jumping off the ground and brushing his shirt off, sweeping his hair back casually.
"Oh..well..good." he said quickly, shifting his feet and leaning on a piece of debris.
"There goes those new shoes I wanted." Numbah 3 sighed, emptying her pockets onto a small dis-attached table-type-thing that had made it's way there. The rest of the kids did the same, taking money out of shoes, socks, and pockets they never thought they had. When it was all brought together, Numbah 2 had only counted
"Ten dollars and sixteen cents, plus a ball of lint and some bubble gum." He added it together, taking a look at Numbah 1's extending list of comodities, shaking his head.
"There's no way we can fix all this, unless we save up for another...let's see...two months!?" he asked hismelf, trying to convince that he had counted wrong from the looks on the kid's faces. The other group, who had not included, almost fell over from the sheer number. That was a long time. Lenai suddenly perked up, striding over and putting a hand on Numbah 1's shoulder. She took out whatever she had, throwing it down. The rest of the kids followed suit, some more reluctantly than others. Lenai sighed.
"It's all we can do to help. It was partly our fault after all." Numbah 1 was astonished, suddenly refusing.
"We can't take that. It realy wasn't your fault." She grinned, putting a hand on her hip.
"Who are you to say if we can give our money away or not? I told them to!" She smiled that crooked smile again, finding an extra quarter in her pocket and flipping it on the table. Numbah 2 counted it up again, a better look on his face then before.
"Thirty seven dollars and eighty-six cents. That should cover enough to put things back together. My dad had tools, so that's one less expense, and Numbah 4's dad has screws and that kind of thing, so that's another less. Numbah 5's dad has wood, and a bunch of other little things. So, that's half off the price. We should be able to afford everything after about two weeks." He smiled, and Numbah 1 turned to the other kids, who where smiling.
"Thanks.." Was all he could say. He was speechless.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get moving! We're not getting any younger!" Lenai shouted, as the other kids shouted excitedly in return. They spread out, gathering what they could.
"Everything will go faster with ten." She said to Numbah 1, as his team waited for the decision. He grinned, nodding.
"Alright, let's move!" They grinned, spreading out as well. The kids with parents that had stuff came back with armloads of stuff fromthe garage- wether their parents knew it was gone or not, nobody could say. By mid the next morning, the had most things set up, and Numbah 1 had the blueprints re-drawn. They worked quickly and efficiently, resetting most foundations and putting up walls and other things, picking up metal and replacing the destroyed pieces. Painting was on the inside, and, with just minor parent help, the rest of it was finnished in a week's time.
"Glad to help sport." Numbah 4's dad said, walking back to his home. Some of the other adults left as well, leaving the kids to pick up the rest.
"So, they're still good for something I guess." Numbah 5 excaimed, fixing her hair in her hat.
"Sure." Numbah 1 surveyed the look now. Same as before, yet, better in some way. He grinned, leaning on a table with some lemonade and snacks. It was then that he noticed her. Lenai was sitting over to the side, alone, and nobody seemed to know she was there. He strided over, sitting next to her questioningly.
"What's the matter?" He asked, as she turned to him, almost startled to see him there.
"It's nothing. The place looks good." She commented, but he could tell she was changing the subject, and rather crudely, from the quick brake in her voice. He nodded, leaning back on the ground. She suddenly turned to him.
"Look, remember when I fell...why did you save me?" He gave her an almost confused look.
"Well...why not?" She sighed, suddenly serious.
"Because I've been so mean to you since I got here, and I was certain that you already hated me, and well, you could have very well let me fall to get back at me, or..or even let go!!" She saw his eyes widened, as though the thought had never occured to him. "Don't play dumb! I knew you didn't like me!!" he sighed, leaning back on his elbows.
"Why..why would I want to do anything like that to anyone?" He asked, totally serious now as well. "It wouldn't have mattered if I'd liked you or not, I still would have helped. I couldn't just leave a person I know up there, or I would have just died of guilt or something." She sighed, somewhat relieved, but upset at the same time.
"So, you don't like me or anything?" He cocked an eyebrow, not quite understanding what she asked.
"Wha..."
"I mean, like like."
"Oh." Was all he could say, looking off in some other direction, ready to take off. Not a conversation he wanted to be in the middle of...What could he say?? If he agreed, then she'd get the idea that he like liked her, and if not, than she'd go back to being all rude again. But...one sounded a little better than the other... "I.."
"What?" She asked, intent on getting an answer. He said nothing after that.
"I..I gotta...gotta go. I think I hear someone calling me." She sighed as he picked himself up, quickly heading in some other direction, away from her. She smiled, knowing just what that was all about.
"Too shy." She said to herself, standing as well and heading to the rest of her group, who was packing. Their parents had told them that they would be leaving in a few hours. She went into the newly built place, putting her things together as well. Oso came to sit beside her, helping her put her things away self-conciously.
"So, looks like we're outa here huh?" He asked, almost thankfull for the chance to get away from the creeps these kids had to deal with from day to day. She nodded silently, fixing a strand of hair that had fallen in her eyes. They where realy leaving. They arrived at the airport, all the kids there to wish them goodbye. Numbah 3 came up, handing her a piece of paper.
"This is the number, you can call when you want!!" She squeeked, hugging her tightly. Numbah 4 came over to investigate, taking the paper and fixing the numbers, giving it back. That had been the Cuddly Ponies hotline.
"We're always there, 247 if you need someone to talk to." He did some weird handshake with Oso, waving. Numbah 2 had said his goodbyes to Grey, who looked like he would burst into tears. He rubbed his nose, waving his hanky. JC only made a sign, with a "peace out". Mimi was already crying. Lenai looked about, noticing that someone in their group was missing.
"Where's Numbah 1?" She asked. The other kids shrugged, but Numbah 4 had an answer.
"He and his ma' had to do something. He says he's sorry he couldn't see you off." She sighed, staring at the ground. She'd wanted to tell him something, and he wasn't even there... A car was heard in the distance, as the last bording for her plane was called, the rest of the kids dispersing to their seats. A kid jumped out, checking himself in the mirror and running off, trying to avoid his mom, who was protesting that he "get back there that instant". She was about to leave, when she heard her name called. It was Numbah 1, who was panting from the run. She smiled, thankfull that he was there.
"Sorry..ma' insisted that I go with her. So, I guess you got the number and all that?" He asked casually, fixing his shirt. She nodded. "Good. Like I'm sure they said, we're all there." He finnished, standing somewhat awkwardly from a lack of words. "I suppose I won't be seeing you again.."
"I'll call as soon as I get home, I promise." She grinned, turning as she heard her mother calling her. "Well, gotta go.." She said, waiting for a response.
"Thanks for comming. I'm sure we'll be talking soon." She stood there, for only a moment longer, before giving the now startled boy a peck on the cheek and running off onto the plane with a wave back. The plane took off, Numbah 1 rejoining his group to make a final wave untill the plane dissapeared in the sky.They walked back together, resuming their normal lives. Numbah 1 spoke up.
"So, what are we gonna do today?"
"Donno."
"I'm hungry!"
"Infiltrate the Ice-cream man's truck!!"
"Not bad."
"I know."
"Can we get some Pizza?"
"Sure."
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END
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KIRIKOU
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