Disclaimer: See chapter one.
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~*Chapter 5*~
Number 1 sat on her bed in front of her window gazing at the full moon that night. On the floor in a sleeping bag next to her was Numbah 1, snoring faintly. She looked from him to the clock on her nightstand. The clock read 2:29 in the morning. She wasn't able to sleep. She and the team had decided that they were going to go find and save Number 2 from the Common Cold that day. There was a mix of worry and excitement running through Number 1 as she turned and focused her attention on the moon again. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something that could calm her down. Without any warning, a flashback came.
"Megan, sweetie, I want you to listen to me."
A young Megan Un sat on her bed next to her mother and listened closely to what she was going to tell her.
"This is a legend I once heard. A long, long time ago, a baby girl was born in a poor village. She grew up to be a lovely young lady that many men admired. She was polite and sweet with a perfect mix of beauty and talent. She was also strong-willed, yet incredibly gentle. She would do anything for the world she lived in to make it better in any way possible. She'd protect the people, obey commands, and used every resource she had to her best advantage. Some even said she was an angel sent from above to protect them, she was so perfect."
"One day, a young man came by her village for a visit. He caught sight of the beautiful woman and developed a little bit of a crush on her, like most men did. On that same day, a harsh and unfair person came to the village and announced herself to be their new ruler. She ordered everybody to bow down to her and obey her every command. If they didn't, they'd suffer consequences too horrible to speak of. The young woman heard of this and took pity on the rest of her village. The final straw was when the ruler took the life of a child when the child refused to bow down to her. She couldn't take it anymore. She went to go confront the ruler."
"When she came upon the ruler, the young man that visited her village saw her. The ruler saw this, and ordered for the young man to be put to death. The woman couldn't take that. She saved the young man and forced the ruler away for a short amount of time."
"After the battle, the man had truly fallen in love with this woman. He told her about how much he cared for her. Surprisingly, when he told her this, she rejected his offer! That sweet and polite woman totally put him down and crushed his spirit. The harsh ruler heard of this, and she created a plan. She cast a spell on the woman from her world, which brought the woman right to her. From that day forth, the beautiful woman was doomed to forever follow the harsh leader due to her own selfishness, and could only leave if ever summoned by her leader."
Number 1 shot her eyes open. Her mother had told her that story one night after she had been rude to one of her classmates.
"What was that all about?" she whispered. She turned back to her clock. Before she could see the time, she fell into a deep sleep.
Number 2 sat in a dark room. She had only gotten sicker ever since the Common Cold told her of his plan. Her nose was now running and she had a cough with it. Her head felt stuffed up and she could feel heat rising to her head, signaling she had a fever.
"Why me?" she asked to nobody, and brought her head down. Tears began falling as she tried to think back. Her memory was still fuzzy. "If only I could get better."
Suddenly, the door to the room she was in opened. There stood the Common Cold.
"Why do you look so upset?" he asked. "I've provided a great home for you along with anything you could possibly want."
Number 2 looked around. The room she was in was her room that the Common Cold had provided for her. It was filled with stuffed animals and plenty of toys everywhere. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all brightly colored. It's true that this was Number 2's dream room, but she felt more like she was in a nightmare.
"You're missing something that I want." She growled. "I want to go home. I want to be with my friends."
"This is your home now." The Common Cold snapped. "I am your only friend. You will forever stay with me."
"I want to leave!" Number 2 shouted, standing up. "Let me go home!"
The Common Cold slapped Number 2 to the side. She fell onto the hard wood floor and felt blood trickling from her lips.
"Let that be a lesson to you." The Common Cold threatened. "You ain't going nowhere."
Number 2 remained motionless. She didn't dare move since the Common Cold might slap her aside again. When the door to her room closed, and the blackness returned, and slightly moved her head up to see that she was alone in her room. She sat up and licked the blood away from her lips.
"Stupid cold," she mumbled, and she sneezed.
In the morning, back at the TND base, Number 1 and Numbah 1 were explaining their plan of action.
"Okay," Number 1 began. "We're going to need all the weapons we can get. This mission could get messy. Number 3, Numbah 3, you man the defense systems. Number 4, Numbah 4, get the decongestants. Number 5, Numbah 5, get the carrots. Numbah 2, the juice. Number 9, we're going to need some of that chicken noodle soup you had. Do you think you can get some?"
"Yeah, I get discounts at the Deli." Number 9 replied.
"Good." Number 1 continued. "Now, Lizzie, you need to stay at the base here and scan our area to make sure that the Common Cold or anybody else doesn't come looking for us."
"The Tree House Defense System is the red button on the balcony." Numbah 1 added.
"Okay," Lizzie said, slight fear in her voice.
"Are you okay?" Number 1 asked.
"I'm scared of the villains!" Lizzie confessed. "What if they get past the Defense System?"
"Oh, please!" Numbah 4 shouted. "You cruddy girls worry about everything!"
"She's just being cautious, Numbah 4." Number 1 tried calming the tough guy down. "You'd be, too if someone told you to man battle stations you've never experienced."
Numbah 4 grumbled under his breath in defeat as Number 1 continued with the last mission.
"Tommy," she began. "This is your opportunity to hang out with the big kids and teens. Your job is to back us all up with a secret weapon."
"What secret weapon?" Numbah 1 asked. "We never agreed-"
Number 1 stepped on Numbah 1's foot, cutting him off.
"You know." She said through gritted teeth. She turned her attention back to Tommy. "I'll show you." She offered, and she brought him upstairs.
"What was that all about?" Number 5 asked.
"I don't know." His counterpart replied. "But it sounds like Number 1's got some secret job for Tommy there."
Back at the Common Cold's place, Number 2 wasn't obeying him at all. Just for that, he had locked her up in her room. He had also tied her up in many tough ropes and put duct tape over her mouth.
{This is horrible.} she thought. {I think I'm getting the flu. I can barely keep my head up straight. Maybe the Common Cold has won. Maybe I'm going to be trapped here for the rest of my life.}
Suddenly, there was a burst through the door to her room. Number 2 jolted her head up to see Number 3.
"Number 2!" he shouted. He ran over to her and untied her from the ropes and removed the tape from here mouth.
"Number 3!" Tears of relief started forming in Number 2's eyes. "How on Earth did you find me?"
"It's amazing what a DNA tracker can do, you know?" Number 3 joked.
"Where'd you get a DNA tracker?" Number 2 asked, getting confused.
"Can I explain that later?" Number 3 asked, annoyed. "Right now, I just have to get you out of here!"
Number 3 grabbed Number 2's arm and guided her through the halls and through whatever doors he saw.
"Do you have any clue where you're going?" she asked. "For all you know, we could be going straight to the Underworld!"
"Oh, give me a break, Number 2!" Number 3 scolded. "It's not a big place!"
Number 3 opened up a door in front of him, which led to where the rest of the team was fighting the Common Cold.
"Told you." Number 2 whispered. Number 3 shot her a stubborn look right before the Common Cold shot one of his missiles at him.
"Number 3!" his counterpart called. "Look out!"
Number 3 looked up at the missile coming towards him. His brain told him to move, but his feet were planted on the ground. Just when the missile was about to hit him, Numbah 3 pushed him out of the way. He was completely unharmed, but Numbah 3 had been hit.
"Numbah 3!" Number 2 cried. She started running towards her, but Number 3 pulled her back.
"We have to get you out of here!" he reminded her, and they began running through the arena. "You can't afford to get any more sick than you already are!"
The Common Cold caught sight of Number 3 trying to run for the door.
"You're not taking my queen!" he announced, and he shot another missile down at them. This time, it was ready to hit Number 2, but Number 3 saw it and ran in front of her. The missile hit him, and he fell.
"Number 3!" Number 2 shouted.
"Number 2, keep running!" Number 4 called, right before she was hit with a missile. The urge to help her team was filling Number 2, but despite that, she continued running. The Common Cold caught her again and shot as many missiles as he could. While he was distracted by that, Numbah 5 shot a carrot at him while Numbah 4 shot a decongestant. The decongestant missed, but the carrot hit him dead on.
"Vegetables!" the Common Cold shouted. "Healthy carrots!"
Numbah 2 shot a juice missile at him, hitting him in the head.
"How do you like the extra pulp?" he called.
"Oh! Extra pulp?" Number 1 asked. "I love it like that!"
Before the Common Cold fell, he shot a missile dead onto Number 1. She fell back covered in snot.
"Gross!" she screamed before she fell to the floor in germy pain. The Common Cold fell, too, but he landed on his feet. He began running towards another room, shooting missiles along the way. He shot Numbah 5, Number 5, and Numbah 4.
"Oh, what do I do? What do I do?" Number 2 started panicking. The only other operatives in battle were Numbah 1, Numbah 2, and Number 9.
"Why did he retreat, Numbah 1?" Numbah 2 asked.
"I don't know," The KND leader replied. No sooner had he finished his sentence, there was a crash in the wall. "But it seems that we're about to find out!"
There, inside his Flu Bug machine, was the Common Cold. He laughed harshly at what remained of the team.
"You can't defeat me now!" he shouted, and he shot a missile straight on Numbah 1. He fell back, and that only left Numbah 2, Number 2, and Number 9.
"I'd say this is bad." Number 9 announced as the Common Cold shot more missiles down towards them. What remained of the KND and the TND began running in all directions, trying to avoid the blasts.
Suddenly, a stroke of genius hit Numbah 2.
"Number 9!" he called. "Give me your soup!"
Number 9 passed her soup to Numbah 2. He loaded it into his cannon and shot it up at the Flu Bug machine.
"That was the kind with extra big chunks of chicken!" Number 9 announced.
"No!" the Common Cold shouted. "You can't do this to me!"
"Let's see how much you like being tortured!" Number 2 called in between sneezes. The Flu Bug machine started writhing in pain. Smirks grew on the remaining operatives' faces until there was a long moment of silence.
"If that's torture," the Common Cold began. "Then I like it!" He showed to be completely unscathed from the chicken noodle soup.
"How is that possible?" Number 9 asked in disbelief right before she was shot with a missile.
"Now, you two have my full attention." The Common Cold announced as he inched his machine closer to Number 2 and Numbah 2. The rest of the operatives laid on the floor out of strength. They were sick, too. Numbah 2 was scared, and he grabbed onto his counterpart.
"What do we do?" he whispered in pure fear. Number 2 held him close. Just when the Flu Bug was close enough to get them both, they heard a scream. They looked up to see the Common Cold out of the Flu Bug and completely defenseless.
"Who did that?" Number 2 asked, scanning the area. All of the operatives except Numbah 2 and herself were knocked out and sick, so who had hit the Common Cold?
"That was for hurting my big brother and his girlfriend!" Tommy shouted. Numbah 2's face turned bright red with embarrassment.
{He KNOWS???} he thought. Tommy continued shooting the Common Cold.
"This is a top-secret weapon that Number 1 gave to me for back-up!" Tommy continued. "Maybe the decongestants haven't worked, or even gotten a hit on you, but let's see if you can handle the prescription medicine!"
Number 2 and Numbah 2 watched in awe as Tommy shot the Common Cold down to his knees in pain. It was almost crazy since the Common Cold wasn't doing anything to fight back. He brought his head up with his last bit of strength.
"I give up." He whispered, before he collapsed on the floor. Number 2 slowly walked over to him and placed her hand on his head, then to his chest.
"He's not breathing." She announced. "His heart isn't beating."
"So, he's dead?" Tommy asked.
"I guess so." Number 2 replied.
"Does that mean the battle has been won?" Numbah 2 asked.
"Maybe the battle," Number 2 began. "But definitely not the war. Something tells me that we'll be seeing more of his villain friends. I don't know when, but it'll definitely happen. I can feel it."
Numbah 2 looked up at her with dreamy eyes. Tommy noticed this, but he knew he was already in trouble for calling Number 2 his big brother's girlfriend. Instead, he took some of the prescription medicine he had left over and got Number 1 to swallow it. Number 1's eyes cracked open, and she gave Tommy the peace sign signaling that she was okay before falling back into a sleep.
While she was sleeping, she saw something in her mind.
"Here's the other part of the story, sweetie." Mrs. Un said to her daughter. "One day, while the woman was following her ruler, she caught sight of a special device her ruler had. It allowed whoever used it to see anybody at any time in any world. 'Please, may I use it to see that young man on Earth?' she asked. The ruler was hesitant, but she allowed the woman to see the man."
"When she saw the man, she smiled. He had found happiness in the village. He was working and making money to live his life. Tears of joy came to the woman's eyes. The leader noticed this and smiled down at her slave. 'You may see him if you wish.' She offered. The woman's eyes brightened and she went down to Earth to visit the young man whom she was starting to love."
"On Earth, the woman met up with the man. She apologized for her rude behavior. He was still angry at her, but he felt sorry for her after she told him her tale. She had become a slave to the harsh ruler when the ruler saw her selfishness. The man was truly sorry for her, and to show it, he kissed her on the cheek. The ruler, from her planet, saw this, and became angered. She summoned her slave back to her planet and punished her with no food and no water for three days."
"After the long three days were over, the woman was allowed to eat and drink once again. She explained what had happened to her ruler. Her ruler was still angered, but took slight pity on her. 'How many times did he kiss you?' she asked. 'Once.' The woman replied. 'Then you may see that man once every year.' The ruler offered. The woman accepted, knowing that was the only way she'd be able to go back to Earth."
Number 1 opened her eyes again, and she was on the couch of her tree house.
~*End of Chapter Five*~
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~*Chapter 5*~
Number 1 sat on her bed in front of her window gazing at the full moon that night. On the floor in a sleeping bag next to her was Numbah 1, snoring faintly. She looked from him to the clock on her nightstand. The clock read 2:29 in the morning. She wasn't able to sleep. She and the team had decided that they were going to go find and save Number 2 from the Common Cold that day. There was a mix of worry and excitement running through Number 1 as she turned and focused her attention on the moon again. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something that could calm her down. Without any warning, a flashback came.
"Megan, sweetie, I want you to listen to me."
A young Megan Un sat on her bed next to her mother and listened closely to what she was going to tell her.
"This is a legend I once heard. A long, long time ago, a baby girl was born in a poor village. She grew up to be a lovely young lady that many men admired. She was polite and sweet with a perfect mix of beauty and talent. She was also strong-willed, yet incredibly gentle. She would do anything for the world she lived in to make it better in any way possible. She'd protect the people, obey commands, and used every resource she had to her best advantage. Some even said she was an angel sent from above to protect them, she was so perfect."
"One day, a young man came by her village for a visit. He caught sight of the beautiful woman and developed a little bit of a crush on her, like most men did. On that same day, a harsh and unfair person came to the village and announced herself to be their new ruler. She ordered everybody to bow down to her and obey her every command. If they didn't, they'd suffer consequences too horrible to speak of. The young woman heard of this and took pity on the rest of her village. The final straw was when the ruler took the life of a child when the child refused to bow down to her. She couldn't take it anymore. She went to go confront the ruler."
"When she came upon the ruler, the young man that visited her village saw her. The ruler saw this, and ordered for the young man to be put to death. The woman couldn't take that. She saved the young man and forced the ruler away for a short amount of time."
"After the battle, the man had truly fallen in love with this woman. He told her about how much he cared for her. Surprisingly, when he told her this, she rejected his offer! That sweet and polite woman totally put him down and crushed his spirit. The harsh ruler heard of this, and she created a plan. She cast a spell on the woman from her world, which brought the woman right to her. From that day forth, the beautiful woman was doomed to forever follow the harsh leader due to her own selfishness, and could only leave if ever summoned by her leader."
Number 1 shot her eyes open. Her mother had told her that story one night after she had been rude to one of her classmates.
"What was that all about?" she whispered. She turned back to her clock. Before she could see the time, she fell into a deep sleep.
Number 2 sat in a dark room. She had only gotten sicker ever since the Common Cold told her of his plan. Her nose was now running and she had a cough with it. Her head felt stuffed up and she could feel heat rising to her head, signaling she had a fever.
"Why me?" she asked to nobody, and brought her head down. Tears began falling as she tried to think back. Her memory was still fuzzy. "If only I could get better."
Suddenly, the door to the room she was in opened. There stood the Common Cold.
"Why do you look so upset?" he asked. "I've provided a great home for you along with anything you could possibly want."
Number 2 looked around. The room she was in was her room that the Common Cold had provided for her. It was filled with stuffed animals and plenty of toys everywhere. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all brightly colored. It's true that this was Number 2's dream room, but she felt more like she was in a nightmare.
"You're missing something that I want." She growled. "I want to go home. I want to be with my friends."
"This is your home now." The Common Cold snapped. "I am your only friend. You will forever stay with me."
"I want to leave!" Number 2 shouted, standing up. "Let me go home!"
The Common Cold slapped Number 2 to the side. She fell onto the hard wood floor and felt blood trickling from her lips.
"Let that be a lesson to you." The Common Cold threatened. "You ain't going nowhere."
Number 2 remained motionless. She didn't dare move since the Common Cold might slap her aside again. When the door to her room closed, and the blackness returned, and slightly moved her head up to see that she was alone in her room. She sat up and licked the blood away from her lips.
"Stupid cold," she mumbled, and she sneezed.
In the morning, back at the TND base, Number 1 and Numbah 1 were explaining their plan of action.
"Okay," Number 1 began. "We're going to need all the weapons we can get. This mission could get messy. Number 3, Numbah 3, you man the defense systems. Number 4, Numbah 4, get the decongestants. Number 5, Numbah 5, get the carrots. Numbah 2, the juice. Number 9, we're going to need some of that chicken noodle soup you had. Do you think you can get some?"
"Yeah, I get discounts at the Deli." Number 9 replied.
"Good." Number 1 continued. "Now, Lizzie, you need to stay at the base here and scan our area to make sure that the Common Cold or anybody else doesn't come looking for us."
"The Tree House Defense System is the red button on the balcony." Numbah 1 added.
"Okay," Lizzie said, slight fear in her voice.
"Are you okay?" Number 1 asked.
"I'm scared of the villains!" Lizzie confessed. "What if they get past the Defense System?"
"Oh, please!" Numbah 4 shouted. "You cruddy girls worry about everything!"
"She's just being cautious, Numbah 4." Number 1 tried calming the tough guy down. "You'd be, too if someone told you to man battle stations you've never experienced."
Numbah 4 grumbled under his breath in defeat as Number 1 continued with the last mission.
"Tommy," she began. "This is your opportunity to hang out with the big kids and teens. Your job is to back us all up with a secret weapon."
"What secret weapon?" Numbah 1 asked. "We never agreed-"
Number 1 stepped on Numbah 1's foot, cutting him off.
"You know." She said through gritted teeth. She turned her attention back to Tommy. "I'll show you." She offered, and she brought him upstairs.
"What was that all about?" Number 5 asked.
"I don't know." His counterpart replied. "But it sounds like Number 1's got some secret job for Tommy there."
Back at the Common Cold's place, Number 2 wasn't obeying him at all. Just for that, he had locked her up in her room. He had also tied her up in many tough ropes and put duct tape over her mouth.
{This is horrible.} she thought. {I think I'm getting the flu. I can barely keep my head up straight. Maybe the Common Cold has won. Maybe I'm going to be trapped here for the rest of my life.}
Suddenly, there was a burst through the door to her room. Number 2 jolted her head up to see Number 3.
"Number 2!" he shouted. He ran over to her and untied her from the ropes and removed the tape from here mouth.
"Number 3!" Tears of relief started forming in Number 2's eyes. "How on Earth did you find me?"
"It's amazing what a DNA tracker can do, you know?" Number 3 joked.
"Where'd you get a DNA tracker?" Number 2 asked, getting confused.
"Can I explain that later?" Number 3 asked, annoyed. "Right now, I just have to get you out of here!"
Number 3 grabbed Number 2's arm and guided her through the halls and through whatever doors he saw.
"Do you have any clue where you're going?" she asked. "For all you know, we could be going straight to the Underworld!"
"Oh, give me a break, Number 2!" Number 3 scolded. "It's not a big place!"
Number 3 opened up a door in front of him, which led to where the rest of the team was fighting the Common Cold.
"Told you." Number 2 whispered. Number 3 shot her a stubborn look right before the Common Cold shot one of his missiles at him.
"Number 3!" his counterpart called. "Look out!"
Number 3 looked up at the missile coming towards him. His brain told him to move, but his feet were planted on the ground. Just when the missile was about to hit him, Numbah 3 pushed him out of the way. He was completely unharmed, but Numbah 3 had been hit.
"Numbah 3!" Number 2 cried. She started running towards her, but Number 3 pulled her back.
"We have to get you out of here!" he reminded her, and they began running through the arena. "You can't afford to get any more sick than you already are!"
The Common Cold caught sight of Number 3 trying to run for the door.
"You're not taking my queen!" he announced, and he shot another missile down at them. This time, it was ready to hit Number 2, but Number 3 saw it and ran in front of her. The missile hit him, and he fell.
"Number 3!" Number 2 shouted.
"Number 2, keep running!" Number 4 called, right before she was hit with a missile. The urge to help her team was filling Number 2, but despite that, she continued running. The Common Cold caught her again and shot as many missiles as he could. While he was distracted by that, Numbah 5 shot a carrot at him while Numbah 4 shot a decongestant. The decongestant missed, but the carrot hit him dead on.
"Vegetables!" the Common Cold shouted. "Healthy carrots!"
Numbah 2 shot a juice missile at him, hitting him in the head.
"How do you like the extra pulp?" he called.
"Oh! Extra pulp?" Number 1 asked. "I love it like that!"
Before the Common Cold fell, he shot a missile dead onto Number 1. She fell back covered in snot.
"Gross!" she screamed before she fell to the floor in germy pain. The Common Cold fell, too, but he landed on his feet. He began running towards another room, shooting missiles along the way. He shot Numbah 5, Number 5, and Numbah 4.
"Oh, what do I do? What do I do?" Number 2 started panicking. The only other operatives in battle were Numbah 1, Numbah 2, and Number 9.
"Why did he retreat, Numbah 1?" Numbah 2 asked.
"I don't know," The KND leader replied. No sooner had he finished his sentence, there was a crash in the wall. "But it seems that we're about to find out!"
There, inside his Flu Bug machine, was the Common Cold. He laughed harshly at what remained of the team.
"You can't defeat me now!" he shouted, and he shot a missile straight on Numbah 1. He fell back, and that only left Numbah 2, Number 2, and Number 9.
"I'd say this is bad." Number 9 announced as the Common Cold shot more missiles down towards them. What remained of the KND and the TND began running in all directions, trying to avoid the blasts.
Suddenly, a stroke of genius hit Numbah 2.
"Number 9!" he called. "Give me your soup!"
Number 9 passed her soup to Numbah 2. He loaded it into his cannon and shot it up at the Flu Bug machine.
"That was the kind with extra big chunks of chicken!" Number 9 announced.
"No!" the Common Cold shouted. "You can't do this to me!"
"Let's see how much you like being tortured!" Number 2 called in between sneezes. The Flu Bug machine started writhing in pain. Smirks grew on the remaining operatives' faces until there was a long moment of silence.
"If that's torture," the Common Cold began. "Then I like it!" He showed to be completely unscathed from the chicken noodle soup.
"How is that possible?" Number 9 asked in disbelief right before she was shot with a missile.
"Now, you two have my full attention." The Common Cold announced as he inched his machine closer to Number 2 and Numbah 2. The rest of the operatives laid on the floor out of strength. They were sick, too. Numbah 2 was scared, and he grabbed onto his counterpart.
"What do we do?" he whispered in pure fear. Number 2 held him close. Just when the Flu Bug was close enough to get them both, they heard a scream. They looked up to see the Common Cold out of the Flu Bug and completely defenseless.
"Who did that?" Number 2 asked, scanning the area. All of the operatives except Numbah 2 and herself were knocked out and sick, so who had hit the Common Cold?
"That was for hurting my big brother and his girlfriend!" Tommy shouted. Numbah 2's face turned bright red with embarrassment.
{He KNOWS???} he thought. Tommy continued shooting the Common Cold.
"This is a top-secret weapon that Number 1 gave to me for back-up!" Tommy continued. "Maybe the decongestants haven't worked, or even gotten a hit on you, but let's see if you can handle the prescription medicine!"
Number 2 and Numbah 2 watched in awe as Tommy shot the Common Cold down to his knees in pain. It was almost crazy since the Common Cold wasn't doing anything to fight back. He brought his head up with his last bit of strength.
"I give up." He whispered, before he collapsed on the floor. Number 2 slowly walked over to him and placed her hand on his head, then to his chest.
"He's not breathing." She announced. "His heart isn't beating."
"So, he's dead?" Tommy asked.
"I guess so." Number 2 replied.
"Does that mean the battle has been won?" Numbah 2 asked.
"Maybe the battle," Number 2 began. "But definitely not the war. Something tells me that we'll be seeing more of his villain friends. I don't know when, but it'll definitely happen. I can feel it."
Numbah 2 looked up at her with dreamy eyes. Tommy noticed this, but he knew he was already in trouble for calling Number 2 his big brother's girlfriend. Instead, he took some of the prescription medicine he had left over and got Number 1 to swallow it. Number 1's eyes cracked open, and she gave Tommy the peace sign signaling that she was okay before falling back into a sleep.
While she was sleeping, she saw something in her mind.
"Here's the other part of the story, sweetie." Mrs. Un said to her daughter. "One day, while the woman was following her ruler, she caught sight of a special device her ruler had. It allowed whoever used it to see anybody at any time in any world. 'Please, may I use it to see that young man on Earth?' she asked. The ruler was hesitant, but she allowed the woman to see the man."
"When she saw the man, she smiled. He had found happiness in the village. He was working and making money to live his life. Tears of joy came to the woman's eyes. The leader noticed this and smiled down at her slave. 'You may see him if you wish.' She offered. The woman's eyes brightened and she went down to Earth to visit the young man whom she was starting to love."
"On Earth, the woman met up with the man. She apologized for her rude behavior. He was still angry at her, but he felt sorry for her after she told him her tale. She had become a slave to the harsh ruler when the ruler saw her selfishness. The man was truly sorry for her, and to show it, he kissed her on the cheek. The ruler, from her planet, saw this, and became angered. She summoned her slave back to her planet and punished her with no food and no water for three days."
"After the long three days were over, the woman was allowed to eat and drink once again. She explained what had happened to her ruler. Her ruler was still angered, but took slight pity on her. 'How many times did he kiss you?' she asked. 'Once.' The woman replied. 'Then you may see that man once every year.' The ruler offered. The woman accepted, knowing that was the only way she'd be able to go back to Earth."
Number 1 opened her eyes again, and she was on the couch of her tree house.
~*End of Chapter Five*~
