Emilie: Decided it wouldn't kill us to update once in a while. ^.~
Andi: Soooooo here it is!
Emilie: But we'll also be puttin in a lot of new fics. We've done Cartoon Fear factor already...
Andi: So you should watch out for 'Pirates of the Nickelodeon: The Curse of 30C'! Starring Numbah 3 as Elizabeth!
Emilie: And we could only find one thing that barely sounded like 'Caribbean'. -_-' Oh yeah, and about 64 not dying? There could be a chance of that...
Numbah 5: So you're going to start now? _ Numbah 5 can't look...

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~~~~~~~~ Ancient Rome, Coliseum, Gladiator's Ring ~~~~~~~~

NUmbah 64 picked up a blood-drenched shield and held it in front of her while she slashed wildly with her sword, not moving from the spot. She had absolutely no experience with swordfighting, especially not with these heavy, meter-long gilded Roman ones. Numbah 4 was having trouble, too, as the sword was barely shorter than he was. (Emilie: ^.^) He picked it up and swung it round to no avail, as all it did was make him topple over, even though he was stronger than most boys. He thought he might have to have a better grip on it, so he banged the end of it several times on a nearby stone, making it blunt. He grabbed both end and held it in front of him, slowly walking towards 64. And finally, their swords made contact.

What the Romans didn't tell him was that his sword was very weak. One good, strong slash could leave it in pieces. And seeing how 64 waved hers about, there was no doubt somethign bad was about to happen. No sooner did the swords clang together, Numbah 4's broke neatly in two. "Crud!" he exclamied, flung down the sword, and hurtled towards 64, who did the wise thing and...dropped everything and ran!

Numbah 4 caught her in no time. He wrestled her to the ground, and they rolled about the gladiator ring, to the loud and racous cheers of the Romans. Numbah 64 was already out of breath from wielding the heavy sword, and after around five minutes, Numbah 4 had her at his mercy. Panting and breathing heavily, she laid on her back on the sawdust, with Numbah 4 standing at her feet. he bent over sideways and grabbed her sword, and, holding it with two hand, pointed the quivering thing at her heart.

"You're going ta finish me off, aren't you?" said Numbah 64 with a slight hint of panic in her calm voice. "Yah're not making much fuss, are yah?" replied Numbah 4, staring at her questioningly. "I swear I have nothing up my sleeve! I won't counterattack," whispered 64 in a pained voice. 4 gave the sword a halfhearted poke at her, and it made a small nick in her shirt. 64 shuddered, wondering what would happen if he stuck iot all the way through.

So the two stood there, Numbah 4 holding the quivering sword, and Numbah 64 lying flat on her back. 4 sighed heavily, muttered, "Ah dun want to do this," and rasied the sword.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aztec Empire, Floating gardens ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

12 was treading her way through mud to try and reach 1. She stll grasped the red thing, which she still hoped was waterproof. Numbah 1 had evedently decided that he couldn't really swim thorugh this muddy, sticky part of the water, because he had jumped onto one of the gardens and ran and jumped to one after it. "I wonder why I didn't think of that," said 12 thoughtfully as she hopped up onto one and jumped after Numbah 1. When she finally reached him, she found he'd stopped in his tracks. "Got you!" she cried, and started to throw the red thing at him. But before she could let go, Numbah 1 had ran hysterically past her as fast as he could, shrieking, "A FLY!" at the top of his voice. Numbah 12 looked at him curiously, and walked a bit more. There she saw nothing other than a fly. "he's always had a mutual fear of flies," she thought, clapping her hands together and sending the poor thing to the undertaker.

Numbah 1, who was still running hysterically from the fly, but had stopped shrieking, discovered that both the water and the gardens had run out, and he was facing what seemed to be a city and a marketplace, with a temple in the distance. "I suppose this is much better than that other place we were in," he said with a smile, and hopped over the last stretch of water and onto dry ground.

Fed up, hungry, and quite bored, Numbah 12 had walked around the gardens for five minutes before catching sight of her reflection in the clearer bit of the water. She found she was still very wet and muddy, and had a brainwave. "Numbah 1 would definitely look like this! It's very easy to spot a 10-year-old bald Brit wearing sunglasses that looks like the Thing from the Black Lagoon," she said, grinning and diving into the water.

She held her breath and swam towards land, which she could see clearly underwater. She scrambled up onto the shore, and looked at her reflection again. "I look fine, but wet," she thought and grinned again. Then she caught sight of Numbah 1 streaking away in front of her, (what else?) running from a whole hoarde of flies which ahd decided to attack the strange muddy 'creature'. "I can't beleive my luck!" smiled 12 and ran behind him and the flies, holding out her red thing.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Control Room. Present.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

" I'm sure Numbah 2 can fix it," said Numbah 3, refferring to the time machine that Linkin Park broke. "DO NOT MOVE!" cried LP in respone. But they didn't have to, because Numbah 2 crashed throguh the ceiling in a mini-jet at that precise moment. "Did someone call?" he asked, stepping down. "You'll ahev to fix that later," said Emilie, casting a copious glance at teh ceiling. "Our time machine's broken." "Oh that's easy," said Numbah 2. "Easy?" said Numbah 5. "Wow you're good." "You just give it a good KICK -" and he proceeded to do so. The little numbers whirred on 4 and 64's screen, and finally landed on a little label that read, "Future, year 3012." "It's fixed now," said Numbah 2, going off to find some plaster to repair the ceiling with.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ancient Rome. Gladiator's Ring. (Began at same time as Numbah 2 crashed through the CR ceiling.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Numbah 4 never did make the final blow. he just threw the sword over his head where it landed with a thunk on the same rock. Numbah 4 shook his head. "Ah may be tough but ah'm not a cruddy murderah," he said, helping 64 back up.

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Numbah 3: I knew he wouldn't kill her! he's too sweet!
Numbah 4: SWEET?!?
Numbah 3: And cute!
Numbah 4: CUTE?!?!?!?
Numabh 3: And very, very nice to be with!
Numabh 4: Ah can accept that.
Andi: ^.~ Oh you ceratinly can!
Numbah 4: *scowls*
Emilie: Sooooooooooo tune in next time for anothre episode! No- Numbah 2 - don't -
* Numbah 2 flies hsi mini-jet through the newly repaired ceiling, causing it to crash and break again, thoguh Numbah 2 safely flies away *
Numbah 5: Too late.
Emilie: *shaking her fist at him* NUMBAH 2!!!!!!!!