Chapter 2
"Numbuh 1?" Although midnight, the team was desperately searching for their leader. All were tired, but none would rest until their coxswain was found, hopefully alive. "Can we please take a break? We've been looking for ten hours straight!" the naïve Numbuh Four remonstrated at the rest of the desperate team.
"Yeah! My throat, legs, arms, and feet hurt!" Numbuh Three said as if changing sides. Before long, Numbuh Two was complaining as well.
"Y'all can stop for a break.but Numbuh Five won't rest until Numbuh Five knows our leader is safe." She was truly determined to find out if he was dead or not.until she felt an eccentric propinquity approaching her and the rest of the team. She paused. Someone was there. Who remained unknown, but they were there and she knew it.
"Wha-" Numbuh Four began. Abigail interrupted him with a ceasing hiss.
They heard a noise as if someone-or something-had fallen to the ground. Then a groan of agony and pain. Numbuh Five signaled them to stay. Cautiously, she walked around the enormous trunk of their lost treehouse when she saw him. A young boy about her age whom was intensely wounded lay on the ground. He had blond hair, and looked somewhat familiar. "Guys! Get over here!" she ranted to her comrades.
The team shrugged as they one by one piled over to her.
"Doesn't he look.familiar?" she solicited them
"Isn't he one of the Delightful Children?" quarried Numbuh Two. They all stared. Numbuh Five was the first to speak. "He is.are you.okay?" Then came Numbuh Four's outburst. "We should destroy this monstrosity!" "But how did he get into this condition?" Numbuh Five asked. The boy spoke not but a word. "Father." That was all he said.
Meanwhile with the Delightful Children From Down The Lane.
"I hope John is okay," Ginny uttered to her brothers and sister. They all nodded in assentment.
"Yeah, he's always doing favors for us and risking his life. It is-" Leah, the only other girl there was, began. But Ginny was able to finish her sentence.not necessarily how she wanted it to be.
"-unfair that John has to do all of our dirty work for us! He gets hurt while we hide in his shadow!" Ginny said, beginning to slightly shed a tear here and there. Her cheek still seemed to sting as she, too ran for the treehouse.
***Author's Note: this chap was kinda short. In my opinion, I think that this chap is better that the first one. Another chap soon
~NDR
"Numbuh 1?" Although midnight, the team was desperately searching for their leader. All were tired, but none would rest until their coxswain was found, hopefully alive. "Can we please take a break? We've been looking for ten hours straight!" the naïve Numbuh Four remonstrated at the rest of the desperate team.
"Yeah! My throat, legs, arms, and feet hurt!" Numbuh Three said as if changing sides. Before long, Numbuh Two was complaining as well.
"Y'all can stop for a break.but Numbuh Five won't rest until Numbuh Five knows our leader is safe." She was truly determined to find out if he was dead or not.until she felt an eccentric propinquity approaching her and the rest of the team. She paused. Someone was there. Who remained unknown, but they were there and she knew it.
"Wha-" Numbuh Four began. Abigail interrupted him with a ceasing hiss.
They heard a noise as if someone-or something-had fallen to the ground. Then a groan of agony and pain. Numbuh Five signaled them to stay. Cautiously, she walked around the enormous trunk of their lost treehouse when she saw him. A young boy about her age whom was intensely wounded lay on the ground. He had blond hair, and looked somewhat familiar. "Guys! Get over here!" she ranted to her comrades.
The team shrugged as they one by one piled over to her.
"Doesn't he look.familiar?" she solicited them
"Isn't he one of the Delightful Children?" quarried Numbuh Two. They all stared. Numbuh Five was the first to speak. "He is.are you.okay?" Then came Numbuh Four's outburst. "We should destroy this monstrosity!" "But how did he get into this condition?" Numbuh Five asked. The boy spoke not but a word. "Father." That was all he said.
Meanwhile with the Delightful Children From Down The Lane.
"I hope John is okay," Ginny uttered to her brothers and sister. They all nodded in assentment.
"Yeah, he's always doing favors for us and risking his life. It is-" Leah, the only other girl there was, began. But Ginny was able to finish her sentence.not necessarily how she wanted it to be.
"-unfair that John has to do all of our dirty work for us! He gets hurt while we hide in his shadow!" Ginny said, beginning to slightly shed a tear here and there. Her cheek still seemed to sting as she, too ran for the treehouse.
***Author's Note: this chap was kinda short. In my opinion, I think that this chap is better that the first one. Another chap soon
~NDR