:://~*Could This Be Love?*~//::
Chapter 5:"Mandy Lalavina"
Written by: ChoMila
E-mail Contact: kuki_sanban3@yahoo.com
AIM: AllStar0095
~*Author Notes: ChoMila: Guess who?
Ponyta: Chicken pooh?
ChoMila: ...You're so immature.
Ponyta: ::shrugs:: Okay.
ChoMila: ...
Ponyta: ...
ChoMila: ...
Ponyta: .....WHAT?!
ChoMila: Start da ficcie. n_n
Ponyta: Well, jeeze, ya could have told me ya know..
~*~
Nigel looked down towards his feet. The earth rummbled and shifted beneath him. He looked around. It was just him, his friends, a girl, and the rocks tummbling around them. He searched for an exsit frantically. He took a glance from the place from which they entered into the dungeon. It was blocked off by a huge boulder.
"Numbuh One! We need to get out of here! NOW!" Four stated.
"Right! I know, I know! But there is no esca-Hey!" Numbuh One caught the attention of girl standing near the doorway of the cell, "You wouldn't happen to know the way out of here, would you?" She nodded, "Yes. Vwould you like me to show you de way out?" her French accent voice was strong.
"Dat would be nice!" Numbuh Five said jumping over a rock that landed in her path.
"Follow me den!" the young French girl said kicking one of the many dungeon doors open. Running down the many castle stairs, the rocks kept on falling from the ceiling.
Then, when they reached a small room. The girl stopped in front of a big rock. She was attempting to move by pushing back on it. Sweat trickled down her face as she was trying to move the big mass of weight from the wall.
"C'mon! Let's help her!" Numbuh Two said running up to the rock and pushing up against it. Soon, to be followed by his fellow operatives.
The rock shafted as the six kids pushed it. Finally, it moved, revealing a hole in the wall. They all crawled out safely.
"Hey! My hat!" Numbuh Five felt the top of her head. She reached down through the small whole.
"Numbuh Five! Are you crazy?! You're going to get yourself killed!" panick struck through Numbuh One quickly.
"Got it!" she said grabbing a hold of her red cap. "Uh-oh! I think I'm stuck yall!"
The leader knew this was going to happen. It was almost very obvious to him she was gonna get stuck. He wraped his arms around her waist as he pulled her out of the hole with ease. Once Numbuh Five was out of the hole, she back away, bumping into Nigel, who sat there looking at the huge castle crumble. Then, the whole castle fell down in front of them.'The Quiet One' could hear her strong breathing, her heart racing. She was safe. And all thanks to Nigel Uno. She turned around so that she faced him. He was breathing pretty hard too. A smile formed on Abby's face as she wrapped her arms around his neck, embracing Numbuh One.
"You, saved me, Numbuh One."
He smiled too. It was the only right thing to do, so he hugged her back.
"Awww...I think I need a tissue." Three said, her eyes watering.
"It's okay Numbuh Five. But, I don't know if you should be thanking me....she,"he pointed to the lonely little French girl,"She, saved us all."
Numbuh Five stopped hugging Numbuh One, and turned her attention to her. Numbuh One got up on his feet, as so did Numbuh Five.
"Thank-you. I don't think we could have made it out alive without you. I'm Numbuh One."
"I'm, Mandy. Mandy Lalavina." her eyes showed from under her amber brown hair.
"Wait..? Don't you have a Numbuh? I mean, only KND operatives were stuck behind those bars." Nigel was confused.
Mandy shook her head.
Numbuh Four gasped, "She's a killer robot with an attachable head and gigantic plastic arm that can squirt out grits!"
Numbuh Two rolled his eyes, "All aboard for the lame train. Destination, Numbuh Four. Jeeze Numbuh Four that was cheesy, where on earth did you come up with that idea? Killer robots with attachable heads and gigantic plastic arms that can squirt out grits..pbht."
Wallabee made a fist, "'Ey! You made up the cruddy thing! Ain't me!"
"I'm Numbuh Two...you're kind cute." he said shaking Mandy's hand. Pink spread across her cheeks, "Sank-you." she said.
"My name is Numbuh Three!" she giggled waving,"And that's Numbuh Four."
Numbuh Four crossed is arms and glared Mandy down, "Bah.".
"He can get a little cranky when he dosen't have his nap." Three whispered.
"I'm Numbuh Five. Put it dere." she shook Mandy's hand.
"Wonderfull. Now that everybody has introduced themselves, lets go set up camp. It's getting late." Numbuh One beamed at his friends. ~*~ A hot dog danced across a paper plat only to be greeted by Mr.French Frie. They seemed to have a nice little conversation. Until, the hot dog banged against the french frie. "I will die for country! Ah! No there goes my left arm!" the french frie said, being voiced by Numbuh Two. That's right. Numbuh Two was playing with his food again trying to impress the new girl, who just looked dumbfoundingly at him.
"Poor Numbuh 2. Tisk, tisk, tisk." Numbuh Five shook her head. The KND were having their dinner, surrounding the warm camp fire. It was going to be a long and cold night, was Nigel's theory. Good thing they had packed two tents. One for boys. One for girls. And a good supply of food and snacks to eat.
Numbuh One sighed. He was getting slightly pissed at Numbuh Two's remade scene of Pearl Harbor. He massaged his temple, attempting to have patience. But that "patience" turned into steam, "WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP PLAYING WITH YOUR FOOD!!!"
"Fine." Hoagie simply replied, eating his french frie, "Hey, Mandy, is the french frie really French? I mean, you know, right? With you being French and all."
"I suppose." she said poking her hot dog with a plastic fork. The others could tell she was off in another world.
"Something wrong?" was Numbuh Three's question.
Mandy turned her head to the side in shame, "It's just that, I lost something on this island, and....I need to get it back."
"We'll help you!" Numbuh One stood up with a smile.
Numbuh Four almost chocked on his food, "We will?!". Numbuh Three couldn't help but to giggle at his cutness.
"Yes, we WILL. A deed for a deed. You saved us, we'll help you get your...your, thing back. Deal?" Numbuh One held out his hand.
Mandy smiled taking his hand into her own and shaking it, "Deal."
"Alright then, Numbuh..Six." he smiled.
Numbuh Four almost chocked on his food again, "WHAT?!"
"Yay! Numbuh Six!" Numbuh Three bounced around, her usual cheering.
"Numbuh Five thinks it's time for bed. Goo'night." the dark skinned girl walked off towards her tent.
"I think we all need a little rest. Good night everyone." Nigel waved his hand, taking off too.
Mandy got up and dusted her purple little dress off, "Good night.".
Numbuh Two looked lamely walking off, "What they said.".
"Nighty night Numbuh Four!"
"'Night Three." ~*~ ChoMila: Shooooo, I's be stayin' up n' whatchin' Jerry Springer, dog. Ain't no way i'd go to sleep like them, 9 at night.
Ponyta: They don't have television, ChoMila.
ChoMila: Still. I'd stay up and play truth or dare or somethin'.
Ponyta: Shut-up.
ChoMila: I'd like to thank Demon, and dedicate my next chapter to her. So far, she seems like my biggest fan. 0_0'
Ponyta: Can I be your lowest fan?
ChoMila: And about the next chapter, A TOTAL 3/4 story! No, I'm completely serious. ALL OF IT has to do with 3/4. But, that next chapter will only happen if I get over atleast, 5 reviews on this one. Wanna know why?
Ponyta: No.
ChoMila: Because I can tell many of yall get turned off when it comes to OC's. I wanna make sure yall are into the story n' crap.
Ponyta: Well, I don't like Mandy. She seems like a little French goody-two- shoes.
ChoMila: That's Numbuh Three's job, to be the goody-two-shoes. Mandy's not perfectly innocent...
Ponyta: What do you mean?
ChoMila: You'll see. n_~
Ponyta: O.....kay. ::looks around.::
Chapter 5:"Mandy Lalavina"
Written by: ChoMila
E-mail Contact: kuki_sanban3@yahoo.com
AIM: AllStar0095
~*Author Notes: ChoMila: Guess who?
Ponyta: Chicken pooh?
ChoMila: ...You're so immature.
Ponyta: ::shrugs:: Okay.
ChoMila: ...
Ponyta: ...
ChoMila: ...
Ponyta: .....WHAT?!
ChoMila: Start da ficcie. n_n
Ponyta: Well, jeeze, ya could have told me ya know..
~*~
Nigel looked down towards his feet. The earth rummbled and shifted beneath him. He looked around. It was just him, his friends, a girl, and the rocks tummbling around them. He searched for an exsit frantically. He took a glance from the place from which they entered into the dungeon. It was blocked off by a huge boulder.
"Numbuh One! We need to get out of here! NOW!" Four stated.
"Right! I know, I know! But there is no esca-Hey!" Numbuh One caught the attention of girl standing near the doorway of the cell, "You wouldn't happen to know the way out of here, would you?" She nodded, "Yes. Vwould you like me to show you de way out?" her French accent voice was strong.
"Dat would be nice!" Numbuh Five said jumping over a rock that landed in her path.
"Follow me den!" the young French girl said kicking one of the many dungeon doors open. Running down the many castle stairs, the rocks kept on falling from the ceiling.
Then, when they reached a small room. The girl stopped in front of a big rock. She was attempting to move by pushing back on it. Sweat trickled down her face as she was trying to move the big mass of weight from the wall.
"C'mon! Let's help her!" Numbuh Two said running up to the rock and pushing up against it. Soon, to be followed by his fellow operatives.
The rock shafted as the six kids pushed it. Finally, it moved, revealing a hole in the wall. They all crawled out safely.
"Hey! My hat!" Numbuh Five felt the top of her head. She reached down through the small whole.
"Numbuh Five! Are you crazy?! You're going to get yourself killed!" panick struck through Numbuh One quickly.
"Got it!" she said grabbing a hold of her red cap. "Uh-oh! I think I'm stuck yall!"
The leader knew this was going to happen. It was almost very obvious to him she was gonna get stuck. He wraped his arms around her waist as he pulled her out of the hole with ease. Once Numbuh Five was out of the hole, she back away, bumping into Nigel, who sat there looking at the huge castle crumble. Then, the whole castle fell down in front of them.'The Quiet One' could hear her strong breathing, her heart racing. She was safe. And all thanks to Nigel Uno. She turned around so that she faced him. He was breathing pretty hard too. A smile formed on Abby's face as she wrapped her arms around his neck, embracing Numbuh One.
"You, saved me, Numbuh One."
He smiled too. It was the only right thing to do, so he hugged her back.
"Awww...I think I need a tissue." Three said, her eyes watering.
"It's okay Numbuh Five. But, I don't know if you should be thanking me....she,"he pointed to the lonely little French girl,"She, saved us all."
Numbuh Five stopped hugging Numbuh One, and turned her attention to her. Numbuh One got up on his feet, as so did Numbuh Five.
"Thank-you. I don't think we could have made it out alive without you. I'm Numbuh One."
"I'm, Mandy. Mandy Lalavina." her eyes showed from under her amber brown hair.
"Wait..? Don't you have a Numbuh? I mean, only KND operatives were stuck behind those bars." Nigel was confused.
Mandy shook her head.
Numbuh Four gasped, "She's a killer robot with an attachable head and gigantic plastic arm that can squirt out grits!"
Numbuh Two rolled his eyes, "All aboard for the lame train. Destination, Numbuh Four. Jeeze Numbuh Four that was cheesy, where on earth did you come up with that idea? Killer robots with attachable heads and gigantic plastic arms that can squirt out grits..pbht."
Wallabee made a fist, "'Ey! You made up the cruddy thing! Ain't me!"
"I'm Numbuh Two...you're kind cute." he said shaking Mandy's hand. Pink spread across her cheeks, "Sank-you." she said.
"My name is Numbuh Three!" she giggled waving,"And that's Numbuh Four."
Numbuh Four crossed is arms and glared Mandy down, "Bah.".
"He can get a little cranky when he dosen't have his nap." Three whispered.
"I'm Numbuh Five. Put it dere." she shook Mandy's hand.
"Wonderfull. Now that everybody has introduced themselves, lets go set up camp. It's getting late." Numbuh One beamed at his friends. ~*~ A hot dog danced across a paper plat only to be greeted by Mr.French Frie. They seemed to have a nice little conversation. Until, the hot dog banged against the french frie. "I will die for country! Ah! No there goes my left arm!" the french frie said, being voiced by Numbuh Two. That's right. Numbuh Two was playing with his food again trying to impress the new girl, who just looked dumbfoundingly at him.
"Poor Numbuh 2. Tisk, tisk, tisk." Numbuh Five shook her head. The KND were having their dinner, surrounding the warm camp fire. It was going to be a long and cold night, was Nigel's theory. Good thing they had packed two tents. One for boys. One for girls. And a good supply of food and snacks to eat.
Numbuh One sighed. He was getting slightly pissed at Numbuh Two's remade scene of Pearl Harbor. He massaged his temple, attempting to have patience. But that "patience" turned into steam, "WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP PLAYING WITH YOUR FOOD!!!"
"Fine." Hoagie simply replied, eating his french frie, "Hey, Mandy, is the french frie really French? I mean, you know, right? With you being French and all."
"I suppose." she said poking her hot dog with a plastic fork. The others could tell she was off in another world.
"Something wrong?" was Numbuh Three's question.
Mandy turned her head to the side in shame, "It's just that, I lost something on this island, and....I need to get it back."
"We'll help you!" Numbuh One stood up with a smile.
Numbuh Four almost chocked on his food, "We will?!". Numbuh Three couldn't help but to giggle at his cutness.
"Yes, we WILL. A deed for a deed. You saved us, we'll help you get your...your, thing back. Deal?" Numbuh One held out his hand.
Mandy smiled taking his hand into her own and shaking it, "Deal."
"Alright then, Numbuh..Six." he smiled.
Numbuh Four almost chocked on his food again, "WHAT?!"
"Yay! Numbuh Six!" Numbuh Three bounced around, her usual cheering.
"Numbuh Five thinks it's time for bed. Goo'night." the dark skinned girl walked off towards her tent.
"I think we all need a little rest. Good night everyone." Nigel waved his hand, taking off too.
Mandy got up and dusted her purple little dress off, "Good night.".
Numbuh Two looked lamely walking off, "What they said.".
"Nighty night Numbuh Four!"
"'Night Three." ~*~ ChoMila: Shooooo, I's be stayin' up n' whatchin' Jerry Springer, dog. Ain't no way i'd go to sleep like them, 9 at night.
Ponyta: They don't have television, ChoMila.
ChoMila: Still. I'd stay up and play truth or dare or somethin'.
Ponyta: Shut-up.
ChoMila: I'd like to thank Demon, and dedicate my next chapter to her. So far, she seems like my biggest fan. 0_0'
Ponyta: Can I be your lowest fan?
ChoMila: And about the next chapter, A TOTAL 3/4 story! No, I'm completely serious. ALL OF IT has to do with 3/4. But, that next chapter will only happen if I get over atleast, 5 reviews on this one. Wanna know why?
Ponyta: No.
ChoMila: Because I can tell many of yall get turned off when it comes to OC's. I wanna make sure yall are into the story n' crap.
Ponyta: Well, I don't like Mandy. She seems like a little French goody-two- shoes.
ChoMila: That's Numbuh Three's job, to be the goody-two-shoes. Mandy's not perfectly innocent...
Ponyta: What do you mean?
ChoMila: You'll see. n_~
Ponyta: O.....kay. ::looks around.::