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Numbuh 4: Ah'm keepin' counts! Tha's two for this story!
Dragon: . I am so gonna hurt you if you do not shut the hell up!
Numbuh 4: o.0 Take it easy.
Dragon: Don't tell ME to take it easy blondie!
Numbuh 4: BLONDIE!? Why Ah outta.
Dragon: ::shakes head:: Here the next chapters.don't be surprised if Numbuh 4 doesn't appear at the end of this.^.^
(a/n: Yes, this is a ¾ story, but it won't be until the next to last or so chapter.mostly friendship and angst. AND THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED! ^^)
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Last Life Line
Numbuh 5 slowly made her way down the hall, the only light luminating it was the kitchen fluorescents. She sighed. She knew Numbuh 4 was going through something, and she needed to find out before he did something irrational. She could hear voices echoing through the hallway as she descended from the steps and made her way down there to her fellow Operatives.
Heads popped up from their intriguing conversations as Numbuh 5 walked in with an expressionless face.
"What's wrong?" Numbuh 2 looked at his dark friend, adjusting his goggles which were now on top of his head.
"Is Numbuh 4 okay?" Numbuh 1 asked as he scratched his head that now had a little bit of hair.
Numbuh 5 shuffled her feet across the wooden floor, looking down at them to avoid their stare. Even though she didn't know Numbuh 4's actual condition, she knew it must've been bad.
"He's.he's jus' tired is all." She lied as she shrugged her shoulders lightly. She adjusted her hat as they sat there thinking of how to respond.
"Is he sick?" Numbuh 3, with her big round green eyes, asked quietly.
Numbuh 5's face tightened, then went loose again and she smiled at 3's question.
"No. He's not sick. He's jus' tired." She repeated to her. 3's face lit up.
"So.is he sleeping?"
"He was half awake when I went in there."
"Oh."
It went dead silent for several minutes until Numbuh 5 sat down and grabbed a plate of hot pancakes. Afterwards, all you could hear was the clattering of plates and the running water, until everyone had gone out of the kitchen except for Numbuh 5 and Numbuh 2.
"I think someone else needs to sleep." Numbuh 2 said to 5 as he continued washing the plates left by the others. She looked at him with a skeptical look on her face.
"I dun need any sleep.I'm jus'.mentally tired." She tried to dig for an excuse, and luckily it worked on Numbuh 2. He looked at her questioningly.
"If you're sure." He said as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving her alone with her thoughts. 'If only I knew what was really goin' on.' She said to herself as she finished up the last dish and walked out of the kitchen, her head hurting from so much thinking. She walked into the living room and landed on the couch, where she gently closed her eyes and dozed off to sleep.
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Numbuh 4 sighed to himself as he pulled himself off of his pillow and walked over to his radio. It was the only thing that could comfort him at this point, and a little bit of Simple Plan would do him good. Surprisingly, the radio started to play a song, and he listened to the words intently, and it brought tears to his eyes.
**Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
Do you think i'm wasting my time
Doing things I wanna do? 'Cuz it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that I'm all right
and you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing last for ever
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and we can't go back
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright
(chorus) Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you
'Cuz you don't understand
(chorus 2x)**
Numbuh 4's body went limp. He sat down on the bed, and didn't move. 'That sounds like my family.' The song resounded in it's head like an echo down a long hall or a big room. He turned off the radio, took out his army knife, and started to cut his wrist.
He flinched at the pain, but for some reason it made him feel better. The warm red fluid dripped off of his wrist and onto the floor in a puddle, and he just sat there and watched it. Soon this would all be over.
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Dragon: Okay! I hope you liked it!
Numbuh 4:..
Dragon: I took care of him while you were reading my fic!
Numbuh 4: You have a bad attitude!
Dragon: You who's talkin'!
Numbuh 4: ::glares::
Dragon: Get ready for my next chapter! PLEASE R/R!! ^^
~*~DarkBlackDragon~*~
*~*~Flying away, to another place, away from this world, to a fantasy land...~*~*
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Numbuh 4: Ah'm keepin' counts! Tha's two for this story!
Dragon: . I am so gonna hurt you if you do not shut the hell up!
Numbuh 4: o.0 Take it easy.
Dragon: Don't tell ME to take it easy blondie!
Numbuh 4: BLONDIE!? Why Ah outta.
Dragon: ::shakes head:: Here the next chapters.don't be surprised if Numbuh 4 doesn't appear at the end of this.^.^
(a/n: Yes, this is a ¾ story, but it won't be until the next to last or so chapter.mostly friendship and angst. AND THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED! ^^)
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Last Life Line
Numbuh 5 slowly made her way down the hall, the only light luminating it was the kitchen fluorescents. She sighed. She knew Numbuh 4 was going through something, and she needed to find out before he did something irrational. She could hear voices echoing through the hallway as she descended from the steps and made her way down there to her fellow Operatives.
Heads popped up from their intriguing conversations as Numbuh 5 walked in with an expressionless face.
"What's wrong?" Numbuh 2 looked at his dark friend, adjusting his goggles which were now on top of his head.
"Is Numbuh 4 okay?" Numbuh 1 asked as he scratched his head that now had a little bit of hair.
Numbuh 5 shuffled her feet across the wooden floor, looking down at them to avoid their stare. Even though she didn't know Numbuh 4's actual condition, she knew it must've been bad.
"He's.he's jus' tired is all." She lied as she shrugged her shoulders lightly. She adjusted her hat as they sat there thinking of how to respond.
"Is he sick?" Numbuh 3, with her big round green eyes, asked quietly.
Numbuh 5's face tightened, then went loose again and she smiled at 3's question.
"No. He's not sick. He's jus' tired." She repeated to her. 3's face lit up.
"So.is he sleeping?"
"He was half awake when I went in there."
"Oh."
It went dead silent for several minutes until Numbuh 5 sat down and grabbed a plate of hot pancakes. Afterwards, all you could hear was the clattering of plates and the running water, until everyone had gone out of the kitchen except for Numbuh 5 and Numbuh 2.
"I think someone else needs to sleep." Numbuh 2 said to 5 as he continued washing the plates left by the others. She looked at him with a skeptical look on her face.
"I dun need any sleep.I'm jus'.mentally tired." She tried to dig for an excuse, and luckily it worked on Numbuh 2. He looked at her questioningly.
"If you're sure." He said as he walked out of the kitchen, leaving her alone with her thoughts. 'If only I knew what was really goin' on.' She said to herself as she finished up the last dish and walked out of the kitchen, her head hurting from so much thinking. She walked into the living room and landed on the couch, where she gently closed her eyes and dozed off to sleep.
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Numbuh 4 sighed to himself as he pulled himself off of his pillow and walked over to his radio. It was the only thing that could comfort him at this point, and a little bit of Simple Plan would do him good. Surprisingly, the radio started to play a song, and he listened to the words intently, and it brought tears to his eyes.
**Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
Do you think i'm wasting my time
Doing things I wanna do? 'Cuz it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that I'm all right
and you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing last for ever
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and we can't go back
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright
(chorus) Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you
'Cuz you don't understand
(chorus 2x)**
Numbuh 4's body went limp. He sat down on the bed, and didn't move. 'That sounds like my family.' The song resounded in it's head like an echo down a long hall or a big room. He turned off the radio, took out his army knife, and started to cut his wrist.
He flinched at the pain, but for some reason it made him feel better. The warm red fluid dripped off of his wrist and onto the floor in a puddle, and he just sat there and watched it. Soon this would all be over.
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Dragon: Okay! I hope you liked it!
Numbuh 4:..
Dragon: I took care of him while you were reading my fic!
Numbuh 4: You have a bad attitude!
Dragon: You who's talkin'!
Numbuh 4: ::glares::
Dragon: Get ready for my next chapter! PLEASE R/R!! ^^
~*~DarkBlackDragon~*~
*~*~Flying away, to another place, away from this world, to a fantasy land...~*~*