Chapter 5: Baking Disaster!

DanMat6299: Welcome back to Cartoon Cartoon Fridays. I am your host, DanMat6299!

Jessie A: What!? This isn't CCF! This is my fic!

DanMat6299: Whatever.

Jessie A: Hello, everybody! Glad you like my story.

DanMat6299: *quietly* "DanMat6299 turns into Dexter and Jessie A turns into Dee Dee*

Jessie A: What?

DanMat6299: Nothing. Except... DEE DEE, GET OUT OF MY LABORATORY!

Jessie A: Very funny. "DanMat6299 and Jessie A turn back to normal".

Numbuh 2: *slightly chuckles* Anyway, what's up next Mr. Announcer?

Jessie A: Oh, stop with the CCF thing already!

*DanMat6299 and Numbuh 2 crack up laughing*

Jessie A: *steaming up* Someone do the disclaimer, before I blow my top!

CCF Announcer: Jessie A does not own anything of these fan fics except for her fan kids. And DanMat6299 is not one of them.

DanMat6299 and Numbuh 2: *singsong* And it's right here on Cartoon Cartoon Fridays!

It was a beautiful day in Vice City. The wind was blowing calmly, not blowing off the big leaves off of the trees. People were skating, walking and jogging. But some people were running as if they had seen a ghost. Gunshots were heard. The person responsible for these actions was none other than Tommy Vercetti. He aimed at a person and shot whomever. A star flashed on a screen. A cop came running toward Tommy. He shot the cop and received another star. Cop cars were coming and it began to rain. Tommy was running. The cop cars were flipping over and over till they caught on fire and exploded.

"I hate people in uniform!" Tommy protested as he ran from the police.

He ran to a car and opened the door. Tommy threw a woman out and got inside and took off. It was a wild goose chase between the Vice City cops and Tommy Vercetti. There were so many cop cars and idiots on the road that Tommy would crash into them. Cops on the streets tried to pop the tires on his car, they did it in success. He was swerving everywhere that he crashed. After he crashed he went through the beach. Tommy tried to stop the car it but it crashed into the ocean. Tommy drowned in the water. "Wasted," flashed across the screen.

"Damnit Kearra! Why didn't you jump out of the car?!" Jessie yelled as if she would just beat the living day lights out of her best friend.

"It's better to drown than to get busted!" Kearra snapped at her best friend.

"You collected a crap load of money!!! You should have gone to the Pay n' Spray to get the car colored and be on your way to save it!!" Jessie snapped back.

"Guys!" A little voice piped out. The two girls turned their heads to the voice. This voice belonged to a chubby five-year-old boy with a pilot helmet on his head. He had witnessed the whole argument and frowned. Both Kearra and Jessie felt pretty guilty. The two lowered their heads because of the guilt, and also because of shame.

"I'm sorry Kearra. I didn't mean to get pissed off and snap at you." Jessie said looking up at her best friend.

"I'm sorry too, Jessie. I didn't mean to snap at you in the first place and get loud." Kearra said also looking up at her best friend. Numbuh 2 smiled at this.

"Now what should we do to Numbuh 2?" Jessie said evilly to Kearra. Numbuh 2's eyes went wide at this.

"Maybe we should 'tickle torture' him." Kearra suggested. Numbuh 2 shook his head quickly at this.

Tickle torture was when you interfere with stuff and make people make up and all, you get a … lets say 'reward'. When your victim runs, you chase after them. Capture them and either tickle their upper body of tickle their feet.

"Yeah, I'd love to play the game of 'tickle torture'." Jessie said. Numbuh 2 began to run as fast as he could.

"After you." Kearra said letting Jessie go after Numbuh 2.

"My pleasure." Jessie said and ran off after Numbuh 2. Kearra trailed behind.

Numbuh 2 ran past the other KND toddlers. They knew what was up. Soon Jessie and Kearra ran past the KND toddlers. They all watched in amusement as Numbuh 2 was about to get caught. Jessie had caught him and began tickling his upper body. Kearra was tickling his feet.  Numbuh 2 was laughing really hard. The KND toddlers were laughing because of what was happening. (Jessie A: Bwahahahaha!!!!! Kearra and I are VERY evil. Numbuh 2: Actually you're the evilest person I've pretty much seen and met. Jessie A: * glares * Let's play a game of war Numbuh 2. And I will beat you. Numbuh 2: Okay. I'll go get my paintball gun. Jessie A: NO! Not that kind of war. The war that you play with cards. O.o Numbuh 2: Oh. Okay then. * They begin to play war *)

"S-t-o-p!!!" Numbuh 2 kept trying to say between the laughing.

"What! You like it! Hey Kearra, he likes being tickled to death." Jessie said.

"He sure does." Kearra said. They stopped tickling him since it had went on for about fifteen minutes. Numbuh 2 was sure to catch his breath incase they were up to tickle torturing him again.

But his ten-year-old self knew that Jessie was just messing with him. But she would always do those sorts of things. And this told him that she really liked him. And maybe it was more than being liked. Maybe it was love. Love that his five-year-old personality couldn't see. But the ten-year-old Numbuh 2 knew that it was liking or love.

"So what do we do now?" Kearra asked.

"Well, I'm not exactly sure what to do now. But I am a bit tired now." Jessie said.

"I'm not tired. Well you can go and take a nap if you want and I'll watch the little guys." Kearra said.

"Alright." Jessie said and left out the wrestling room.

"Okay you guys. I'm pretty much in charge now. But what do you guys want to do now?" Kearra asked.

"Hide n' go seek!" Numbuh 1, 3, 4 and 5 said. Numbuh 2 was sitting in a corner by himself.

"Numbuh 2, do you wanna play?" Kearra asked.

"No" Numbuh 2 said.

"You can go with Jessie if you like." Kearra said smiling a bit. Numbuh 2 liked this and was going out of the wrestling room. The KND toddlers were giggling a bit. They knew what was going on.

Numbuh 2 began to run towards Jessie's room. But he stopped to see that the door was cracked open a bit. He tiptoed to the door. He peeked inside to find Jessie in her robes, as if she was expecting him. But how did she know he was coming?

"I was expecting you. You know werewolves' have super sonic hearing." Jessie said a smile on her face. And that answered Numbuh 2's question. She had closed the curtains and turned off the light. Jessie walked to her bed. Numbuh 2 followed behind. She got on her bed and so did Numbuh 2. Jessie closed the curtains on her four-poster bed. She laid her head on her pillow and quickly fell asleep.

"This might be the greatest day of my life." Numbuh 2's ten-year-old self thought. He soon too put his head on a pillow and fell asleep. And no this has nothing dealing with sex or anything else. If you do think that, then you must have a very perverted mind.

Time: 5:00 P.M. It was a warm Monday afternoon. Kearra and the KND toddlers were in the kitchen. They were going to bake a cake since the one incident from Saturday when Numbuh 2 ate the cake. They were getting the eggs and the mix and all. But Numbuh 4 found some mix and accidentally put the whole thing in the bowl.

"Oops." Numbuh 4 said.

"What?" Kearra asked as she was helping Numbuh 3 mix the eggs and stuff.

"Nothing." Numbuh 4 lied. Kearra shrugged. Numbuh 4 was mixing the mix with the milk and some other things. They added the eggs and other things. Kearra put the cake in the oven. After about five minutes, something wasn't right about the oven. It was acting funny. Kearra pulled out the cake to find it rising. Now why would a cake rise like that?

"Uh, Numbuh 4. What kind of mix did you use?" Kearra asked. Numbuh 4 went to get the box. It didn't say cake mix. It said pizza mix.

"I used the …" He was cut off as the rising dough had somewhat exploded, everywhere. Everyone was covered in the dough, even a tall figure and a small figure that was standing in the doorway. Kearra and the two figures wiped their faces.

"Oh, hello Jessie, Numbuh 2." Kearra said.

"Um, okay, are we trying to make pizza here, or a mess?" Jessie asked.

"Numbuh 4, what kind of mix was that?" Kearra asked. Numbuh 4 wiped his face and said.

"I accidentally poured all of the pizza mix in the bowl." Numbuh 4 said looking down feeling pretty sorry. But Jessie didn't yell or anything. She started laughing.

"This was so cool. I've never been covered in dough before." Jessie said still laughing. The rest of the KND toddlers wiped their faces and began to laugh too. In-fact everyone was laughing.

After about an hour or two of cleaning up the kitchen, taking showers/baths and a change of clothes. The KND toddlers, Jessie and Kearra were out on the roof of the TGC house, looking at the stars. And yes it gets dark that late, I guess. The stars fascinated Numbuh 3. Numbuh 1, 3, 4 and 5 were with Kearra. Jessie and Numbuh 2 were away from them. Everyone has been noticing how the spend time together. Kearra knew that they could make a good couple, that's when Numbuh 2 is back to his self though. (Jessie A: You're cheating, Numbuh 2!!! Numbuh 2: I am not. I can't help it if I'm good at war and you're not. *The score was 120 to 10 * Jessie A: Whatever, I quit. * She slammed her cards on the table and walked off, pissed * Numbuh 2: Why is she so pissed off all the time? * A book appeared in his hands. The title read: The book of Jessie A. By: Anonymous. He looked through the table of content to find: 10 ways to chill out a pissed off Jessie p. 294. He went to that page to find the list. He looked at number 10 to see this: 10. Send her away for Anger Management classes. * Now that's a good idea. * It even gave a phone number to call the Anger Management place. He started punching in digits *)

The two hours went by and wrestling had come on. Numbuh 2 wasn't jealous of Stone Cold now, and not jealous of Eminem or Brock Lesnar. He really understood now that she was just a wrestling and rap fan. So now none of this stuff bothered him anymore. They watched it till it had ended. And the T.V. said that next Sunday was a pay-per-view event. The main event match for that was Stone Cold Steve Austin V.S. Triple H for the WWE heavyweight title. Jessie got really excited. And it was that time to get to bed. So they all left the wrestling room and went to wherever they had to go.

Numbuh 2: And that's the end of that.

*Jessie comes in the room with a mad look on her face *

Jessie A: I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!!!! * She was about to tackle him but two guys came in *

Guy 1: Are you Jessie A?

Jessie A: Yeah, why?

Guy 2: You're coming with us. * They grabbed Jessie and started to drag her to a truck *

Jessie A: YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS, NUMBUH 2!!!!!!!!! * She is thrown in a truck that reads on the side: ANGER MANAGEMENT.

Numbuh 2: I guess I'm in trouble. But please people. Don't forget to review. Or Jessie might hurt me really badly. * The truck drives off. You can hear loud poundings and yelling * And I better get out of her before she breaks through the steel on that truck and comes to really kill me. O.O'  * Walks off but stops * Oh yeah, she doesn't have a title for the next fic, so if you'd be nice enough, make up a title and she'll try her best to go along with it. But she'll pick the best title though. * Walks off again *