Love IS Crazy!
By- Da Ruler Of Da Universe
Chapter 3- The 'Helpful' Trio

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN KIDS NEXT DOOR!!! ...I wish I did...
Okies.. In this chapter, me (Numbuh Eight), my friend (Numbuh Seven), and Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four will enter the story, and try to 'help' the KND... MUHAHAHAHA... Enjoy! Oh, and by the way... THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS PPL!!! =D

Numbuh One sat in his room, very troubled and very hurt-both physically and emotionally. The team needed help... But where can they find it? He knew no one that was perfect enough to help out his screwed up team ... except...

'Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four!' Numbuh One thought out loud. He would be perfect for the job! Numbuh One picked up the phone and immediately called Two-Seventy-Four.

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"So, what do we do now? I mean, we've just defeated Sticky-Beard, The Delightful Children from down the lane, and we got Lizzie to get that boyfriend helmet off of me!" said Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four, looking at the two girls that walked beside him.

One of the girls wore a fluffy pink hat that covered her eyes, a black short-sleeve shirt, and blue jeans. As she walked, her dark-brown curly hair, which was in a ponytail, glimmered in the sunlight.

"Hmmm... I know! Why don't we annoy someone?" she answered cheerfully.

The other girl wore a yellow hat with Spongebob Squarepants on it which covered her glasses and her eyes. Her hair was in two pigtails and she wore a blue long-sleeved shirt and light-blue pants.

"Yeah ... but WHO should we annoy?" she sighed.

Suddenly, Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four's cellphone rang. He answered it.

"Numbuh One? You have a problem? I told you that when you see flies you should use the BUG SPRAY! Huh... It's not that? ....So they finally went insane? Should I bring a few friends? ...OK! We'll be there right away!" he mumbled, stuffing his cellphone back into his pocket.

"Where to now?" asked one of the girls.

"Numbuh One's tree house. He needs a little help," said Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four, activating his hi-tech rocket boots and flying towards the tree house.

The two girls just shrugged, activated their rocket boots, and followed Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four.

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Numbuh One sat in his room, looking out the window, hoping Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four would hurry up, when suddenly, three kids broke in through his roof. He could see that one of them was Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four, and the two other kids were girls he didn't know.

"Who are they?" asked Numbuh One.

"Oh, we weren't properly introduced," started Two-Seventy-Four.

He pointed to the girl with the pink hat and curly hair. "That's Numbuh Eight. She is quite tough ... don't underestimate her.

"Hi!" she cried. "So your teammates have gone insane, eh-" she snickered "-That usually happens when the leader goes insane!"

Numbuh One glared at Numbuh Eight and pointed to the girl with the yellow spongebob hat. "And who is she?" he mumbled.

"I'm Numbuh Seven! You shouldn't underestimate me either!" she said, grinning.

Numbuh One turned to Two-Seventy-Four. "THEY are supposed to help? They'd probably make things WORSE!!"

"Worse, eh?" Numbuh Seven asked, taking out a jar of flies from her backpack.

Numbuh One screamed and hid behind Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four.

Numbuh Seven smirked. "Oh, is the mentally challenged leader afraid of tiny, harmless flies?" she smirked, trying to throw the jar from one hand to another, but instead, dropping it, making it break and setting hundreds of flies free in Numbuh One's room.

Numbuh One started panicking and screaming. He jumped out the window, in atempt to get away from the flies, but they followed the bald kid anyhow.

"Oops...I guess I should've got a plastic jar instead... Oh well!" said Numbuh Seven cheerfully, with a cheesy grin on her face.

Next, the Trio went to Numbuh Two's room. As they walked in, they saw Numbuh Two with a rubber band gun shooting a picture of Numbuh One's face.

"Hey... Isn't that a picture of the bald leader guy?" asked Numbuh Eight curiously as soon as she saw what Numbuh Two was doing.

"Uh... NO!!!" he cried, trying to cover up the picture.

"Yes, it is. You must hate him, don't you?" questioned Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four.

"Well... YES!!!" he cried, bursting into tears. "I hate him, I wish he would die! THAT'S why I went to the dance with Numbuh Five! It's SO obvious they like each other! I just HAD to do it!"

"Okaaay..." mumbled Numbuh Seven. "NOW were going somewhere! Now, tell me, Numbuh Two, why do you hate your leader?"

"Because..." he started, drying his tears with his shirt. "He's SO perfect! The girls like him WAY more than they like me! And HE'S the leader! I bet I would do a way better job than him if I was the leader...BUT NOOOO!!! NO ONE LISTENS TO ME!!! I'M TOO FAT AND UGLY!!! FAT AND UGLY, FAT AND UGLY, FAT AND UGLY!

Eight, Seven, and Two-Seventy-Four were SO scared by this that they ran as fast as they could, so fast that they didn't know that they knocked Numbuh Three down in the hallway, and straight into a wall, unconscious.

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Numbuh Eight opened her eyes. She couldn't move. It turns out she was tied up to a pole along with Seven and Two-Seventy-Four. She looked around to see where they were. The place was covered with colorful plushes and rainbow monkeys.

"So I'm finally in h***...this sucks!" she cried, trying to move. "Numbuh Seven! Two-Seventy-Four! Wake up! WAKE UP!!!"

"I'M AWAKE!!! What do you-OH MY GOD!!! WE ARE IN DRESSES!!!" Numbuh Seven screamed.

"DRESSES?!?! BUT I'M A GUY!!!!" Two-Seventy-Four cried, struggling to get free.

Numbuh Eight growled. "When I get my hands on the dead b**** that did this, I'm gonna..."

"Do what?!?" asked Numbuh Three, who just walked in through the door.

Numbuh Eight screamed, "LET ME GO!!! I SWEAR WHEN I GET FREE, I'M GOING TO-"

"What if you DON'T get free?!?" Three asked mockingly.

Numbuh Eight turned as red as a tomato. Without much effort, she broke the rope that tied her to the pole and charged at Three. She grabbed the girl by the hair and swung her out the window.

"WOW!!! I didn't know Eight was THAT strong!" exclaimed Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four, tearing the girlie dress off of him.

Numbuh Seven grinned. "She is when you get her pissed off!"

When the three kids managed to get the fluffy pink dresses off of them, their next stop was Numbuh Four in his room. Before they went in, Two-Seventy-Four warned the two girls that Numbuh Four was a crazy little monkey, but they didn't listen.

Numbuh Four was once again in a cage. He banged on the walls and jumped on the roof. But he was still short, so he wasn't much of a threat to Numbuh Seven.

"Can I free him from the cage?" she asked Numbuh Eight and Two-Seventy Four.

"NO!" they yelled at about the exact same time.

"I'll give you each a dollar!"

"COOL!!! I want a dollar!" cried Numbuh Eight happily.

"So that's a yes?" Numbuh Seven asked innocently.

"Well...I guess he can't get all three of us..." mumbled Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four.

"YAY!!!" cried Numbuh Seven as she each paid her friends a dollar and hurried over to the cage and opened it.

Numbuh Four jumped out and screamed, "HAHAHAHAHA!!! I'M FREE!!! NOW I'M GONNA GET 'EM!!! ALL OF 'EM!!!"

Numbuh Seven stuck her tongue out at him. "You can get ME!!! YOUR TOO SHORT!!!"

Numbuh Four jumped atop Numbuh Seven's head. "I AIN'T SHORT!!!" he screamed.

"YES YOU ARE!!! ADMIT IT!!!"

"NO I'M NOT!!!"

"YES YOU ARE!!!"

"NO I'M NOT!!!"

"YES YOU ARE!!!"

"NO I'M NOT!!!"

"IF YOUR NOT SHORT THEN HOW COME I'M TALLER THAN YOU?!?"

Numbuh Four paused.

"HAH!!! YOU ARE SHORT!!! SHORTIE!!!"

"FOUR-EYES!"

"BLONDIE!!!"

"NERD!!!"

"WEAKLING!!!"

Numbuh Four started to throw dodge balls at everyone, and they REALLY hurt. Seven didn't seem to care. She was going to insult the short blonde kid even more, but unfortunately for her, Numbuh Eight and Numbuh Two-Seventy-Four grabbed her and got out of there as fast as they could.

"HEY!!! I almost had him!" wined Seven, trying to break Numbuh Eight's grip.

"YOU WERE TRYING TO GET US KILLED!!!" cried Two-Seventy-Four, pulling Numbuh Seven towards the next team member's room.

"And besides... This is our last stop before we can get some rest and 'save' Numbuh One from the flies you set on him," muttered Numbuh Eight.

When they entered Numbuh Five's room, they expected to be chased out by another crazy kid, but instead, Numbuh Five welcomed them and asked them to sit down.

"So, Numbuh Five, your the only one here who hasn't gone insane around here?" Numbuh Eight asked.

"Numbuh Five isn't sure why Numbuh One says she's crazy. Numbuh Five thinks it has something to do why she went to the dance with Numbuh Two," exclaimed Numbuh Five.

"Why DID you go out with him?" asked Two-Seventy-Four.

"Well, Numbuh Five is rivals with Numbuh Three, and Numbuh Five thinks she has a thing for Numbuh Two, so Numbuh Five thought that doing that would make Numbuh Three mad," said Numbuh Five, offering the trio some tea.

"I don't see anything crazy in that," cried Numbuh Seven, grinning. "You should really come with us tomorrow and try to help us stop your friends from going any crazier. I think you'll be a great help!"

"Numbuh Five would be delighted!" said Numbuh Five.

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It was night. Numbuh Five agreed to let Numbuh Eight and Numbuh Seven 'sleep over' in her side of the tree house, so right before Numbuh Eight and Numbuh Seven went to sleep, Numbuh Seven made sure Five was asleep, and said to Eight, "One and Five like each other, but they won't admit it. So I'll make sure they WILL admit it...THEY'LL ADMIT IT OR MY NAME ISN'T NUMBUH SEVEN!!"

Numbuh Eight just yawned and said, "Yeah...whatever.."

-END CHAPTER-

Hehehehehe... I made fun of ALL the KND people except Numbuh Five... I'll get her next chapter... MUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!