I have some cheese, and I'm feelin creative! Woo!

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A half an hour later, he arrived in the main room. 'At least he's punctual,' Numbuh 86 thought. He grinned,

like nothing could ruin his day. His goofy grin almost made her smile, but she stopped herself.

'Keep it professional, Eighty Six, your job is on the line!' She chided herself.They walked up

the stairs in silence and stopped to welcome the morning light. "Today you begin your

training. What you are going to learn is how to pilot ships for various missions and tasks." "Alright!

Where do we begi-" 86 cut him off."Quit, trainee, I'm not finished! Now, before you go off and kill us both

in a real craft, we'll start with the standard simulator." She set down the green bag she had brought

with her, and pulled out a lunchbox laptop. She walked over to a bench and started to set up the program.

689 walked over and sat right next to her. Looking up from the lunchbox at him, she scooted over a few inches

and continued typing. "What does this thing do, exactly?" "It simulates the cockpit of the standard aircraft.

I'll start by pointing things out to you, and once you've got those down, I'll teach you how to use them."

She paused, rubbed her neck, and looked over at him. It was going to be a long day. There was so much to cover.

A few minutes later, she set down the lunchbox laptop on the damp grass in front of them. A hologram

popped up in the air above it; A perfect replica of a cockpit. 689 had that goofy grin on his face again,

amazed at what other KND operatives had done. "They're only the BASICS, Trainee. There are hundreds of different

aircrafts that operate differently." The smile slightly faded from the boys face. Maybe this wasn't going to be

as easy as he thought. 86 noticed this expression and smirked. She loved seeing him troubled. "Alright, trainee,

basics! This button, usually located over here, turns the engines on..." This lesson continued for many hours.

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Hey look, that cloud looks like a moose... Ooh, birds! One, two, three, four- "Trainee! Pay attention!"

Six Eighy Nine's head snapped back up. "Sorry, but I'm tired, and this warm air is making me sleepy."

Her eyes narrowed. It was getting slightly hard to focus in the heat. "Would you like me to push you in

the lake to wake up?" He grinned. She rolled her eyes, closed the laptop and put it in her sack, and started

to walk away. "Hey! Where are you goin?!" 689 said, startled by this sudden departure. He stood up, found his

foot was asleep, and almost fell. Limping, he ran to catch up. "I'm going to get lunch," was her reply.

"Hey, that sounds good! Where are we going?" She stopped and looked at him. "I am going to the first burger

shop I find." She continued marching on along the path alongside the lake. The light-haired boy shook his

foot to wake it up, and ran after her again. "I know this one really good place where we can go, I-" She

whirled around on him, getting ticked off. "THERE IS NO WE, TRAINEE. I am NOT your friend, only your

instructor. Is that clear?" "Yeah, but-"

She shoved him in the lake.

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Hehe! People bugged me, and it's getting fun to write again! Whee!

Till next chapter,

Ness.611