Alex and Sam: Are you seriously doing the disclaimer?
Yes.
Alex and Sam: Why? It's not like your last name is Warburton…and you're definitely not a mister.
So what? I still should say it.
Alex and Sam: Whatever!
So, yeah, I don't own KND. Like the twins said, Mr. Warburton does.
------Chapter One: Where Have All the Numbuhs Gone?
It was a boring, normal day in the treehouse. Numbuh 4 was reading a comic book, Numbuh 5 was reading a magazine, Numbuh 3 was having a tea party with her stuffed animals, and Numbuh 2 was off inventing. Numbuh 1 was helping KND IHQ to find a way to stop unauthorized persons from hacking into the computers and messing with files again.
But the dull tranquility wouldn't last much longer as the alarms sounded, alerting everyone to the fact that the Kid Next Door satellites picked up something.
"Greetings, Numbuh 1," Numbuh 362 said after Numbuh 1 turned on the screen. "We have a major problem on our hands."
"Are adults replacing ice cream with broccoli? Are they sensitizing cartoons?" Numbuh 1 asked.
"Worse," Numbuh 362 said, pausing before adding, "Almost. Operatives from all over the world are disappearing. Just---vanishing."
"Any clues?"
"No. But we need all available operatives on the lookout."
"Don't worry---we're on it," Numbuh 1 said.
-----------------"Why are we here?" Numbuh 3 asked in a sing-song way.
"Because this is where Numbuh 47 and Numbuh 50 disappeared," Numbuh 1 explained. "And we're looking for clues."
"Numbuh 5 thinks the adults are up to something big," Numbuh 5 said.
"That's the way it would seem," Numbuh 1 seemingly agreed.
The kids looked around the abandoned clubhouse. The other operatives that resided there---Numbuh 46, Numbuh 48, and Numbuh 49---had been temporarily relocated during the investigation.
"This is creepy," Numbuh 2 said to no one in particular. "Kids Next Door Operatives all around the world are disappearing and there aren't any clues."
Numbuh 2 wandered off on his own into the room that belonged to Numbuh 47. It obviously belonged to a girl, he thought. Boy band posters were plastered all over the walls and a couple of rainbow monkeys added atmosphere to the room. Nothing too out of the ordinary here.
But just then, Numbuh 2 heard a noise.
"Hello, Hoagie," he heard.
--------------------------A scream filled the clubhouse. Numbuh 1 and Numbuh 5, who had been examining the kitchen, stopped when they heard it.
"That sounded like Numbuh 2," Numbuh 5 said.
Numbuh 1 agreed and the two ran off in the direction of the scream.
They reached the area where they thought they had heard the scream come from, but no one was there. They retreated into the main room and were greeted by Numbuh 3 and Numbuh 4.
"What was that?" Numbuh 4 asked.
"It sounded like Numbuh 2 but we didn't find him," Numbuh 1 said.
Numbuh 3 pouted a bit. "Well, where is he?" she demanded.
All the remaining operatives searched high and low, only to have their fears confirmed.
Hoagie P. Gilligan, Jr. had disappeared without a trace.
--------------------Alex and Sam, the honors please?
Alex and Sam: Oh, alright! Please review. Mandy would love you forever.
Thank you, girls. You'll like the next chapter, I swear.
Alex and Sam: Really?
That is to say…you're in it…