I already have how I'm going to end this story…………it's what's supposed to come in the middle that I have a difficult time with!! Grr……Has that ever happened to anybody out there? Anybody? wind whistles as crickets chirp Okay, never mind. But anyway, I got the second chapter up. So, here is where we insert the needed disclaimers. turns on a machine
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(turns the automated voice machine off) Yeah, so……On with the story!!!!
Continuing Transmission
"A twin brother?!" his four friends asked in astonishment.
Numbuh 4 nodded, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "That's what mah folks told meh. Thay said that, when we were still livin' in Australia, thay hadda give up mah brotha, 'cuz thay couldn't afford tha both of us. Thay almost hadda give meh up too, but then mah dad got a job 'ere, and we moved."
No one said anything at first. It was a little too surprising. Numbuh 4 had a twin brother?
But Numbuh 3 broke the silence, clapping her hands, though the sound was dimmed out due to her over-stretched sleeves. "Cool!" she said. "There are two Numbuh 4s!!"
Numbuh 1, 2, and 5 looked at the Asian girl, then back at the small Aussie. Each thought about what it would be like with two Numbuh 4s around, then shuddered slightly, waving the thought away. Numbuh 4 was a great friend and all, but they could barely handle one of him, forget two.
"Whassa matter, guys?" the bubbly girl asked. "Especially you, Numbuh 4. Aren't you excited that you have a brother?"
Numbuh 4 wasn't sure what to think. If his messy, blond bangs weren't covering his eyes, they would be able to see the confusion held in his sapphire orbs.
He had kind of always wanted a brother. Someone to play around with when he wasn't too busy with KND affairs. Though he never admitted it, he had always been a little jealous of Numbuh 2 and his little brother, Tommy. It must have been nice to have someone who looks up to you, even though Numbuh 2 would never say so.
Or maybe someone to look up to. An older brother, perhaps.
Either way, it must have been nice to have a brother, as long as you know about him. But a twin brother…that he never knew about? How was he supposed to feel?
"Do your parents know whatever happened to him?" he heard the Brit asked.
He shook his head. "Nah. Thay said that, afta we moved 'ere, thay tried ta find 'im, but thay had no idea if 'e was even still in Australia. So afta a while, they gave up tryin'."
Numbuh 1 rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Well, Numbuh 4, do you want to find him?"
Numbuh 4 blinked. He had never really thought about it. Did he want to find his twin? It might have been nice to meet him……But he didn't know what his twin would be like.
"Ah dunno…"
"Oh, come on, Numbuh 4," the round operative said. "It might be cool to find a long, lost twin brother."
"Yeah," Numbuh 5 agreed. "Jus' like one uh' those people on those talk shows on TV."
Numbuh 3 giggled. "I wonder what your brother is like, Numbuh 4. I hope he's as nice as you are!!"
The Aussie blushed slightly, looking down at the ground. "Well, Ah guess Ah kinda wanna find 'im, but Ah don't think it's possible."
Numbuh 1 smirked. "Oh, it's possible."
The four looked at their leader.
"Well, if you really wanted to find him, Numbuh 4, there is a way."
"'ow?" the small blond boy asked.
"If we make a request to the KND IHQ, I know they'll be happy to help."
"Ya serious?"
The commander nodded. "Things like this happen more often than you would think. The operatives at IHQ are aware of that. And they know, in serious situations, it would be hard for an operative to concentrate on a mission when they're thinking about events like this. So there are special operatives assigned for cases like this to help them. If you would like, Numbuh 4, we could ask for their help to look for your twin brother. We would start with the Kids Next Door operatives in Australia, and if he's not there, we'd ask for help for Kids Next Door agents globe-side."
Numbuh 4 thought about it a bit. To find his twin brother, or not? He wasn't sure.
"Come on, Numbuh 4!" Numbuh 3 said, grabbing his arm. "It sounds like fun!"
"Yeah, Numbuh 4," Numbuh 2 said. "Maybe he can become a KND agent, and he can be stationed here!"
"Or you may just get da chance ta know yer twin," Numbuh 5 suggested.
Numbuh 4 nodded, listening to each of his friends. When he wasn't sure about something, his friends could always help him think of an answer. He could always turn to them for anything, and he often listened to them when it came to things like this. Not when it came to missions, of course, but when it came to things like this.
"Awright," he said. "Whateva." He did have an image to maintain, after all, as a Tough Kid who didn't care for much. So he had to act like that, even if he was a little excited to find his twin brother.
Numbuh 1 nodded. "All right, then. First we would have to…"
He stopped suddenly, his eyes becoming very wide behind his shades. The color from his face drained, making him appear more pale than usual, as he seemed to stair at something behind Numbuh 4.
The other four looked at him, confused as to why the Brit would stop in mid-sentence. They then looked to where he seemed to be staring.
A small mosquito was flying around, and by the look of its abdomen, it was definitely female, and seemed to have taken a sample from someone.
Looking back, the others discovered that Numbuh 1 had disappeared from the room. Numbuh 5 shook her head slightly. He wasn't afraid to take an adult, who could have been four times taller than him, a group of adults, the Delightful Children, with their mass robots of destruction, and any kind of terror-threat, head on. But when it came to little bugs, he couldn't handle them? The Quiet One wasn't sure if she were to feel sorry or embarrassed for him.
There was a crash, and the dark girl was brought out of her thoughts to see that Numbuh 2, 3, and 4 were trying to catch the bug. They were all jumping up, trying to catch it, trying to yank it out of the air, but the mosquito was just a bit too quick for them.
Rolling her eyes, Numbuh 5 took off her red cap, waiting for the mosquito to come towards her, since that was the direction it was being chased by the other three. When it was close enough, she used her cap as a net to catch it, closing the opening over it so it wouldn't escape.
Walking over to the window, she released her hold on the cap so the mosquito flew out of the window. Replacing the cap on her head, she closed the transom, looking at the opened door to her left.
"Da mosquito's gone, Numbuh 1," she called. "You can come on back now."
There was no reply. He didn't even poke his head through the door frame as he usually did.
Sighing, Numbuh 5 left the other three, heading over to the opened door, and came back, dragging the Leader by his arm.
He resisted, but wasn't able to break free from her as she brought him back into the room. As he noticed, however, no one seemed to be uncomfortable at all, considering that it was obvious that the mosquito bit someone.
Numbuh 1 knew that mosquito's evicted some sort of chemical when they bit someone, and that chemical causes an itchy reaction in the person's skin. Still, those effects were usually immediate. Someone had to have been bitten now, but no one seemed to feel those effects.
He would ask them about it later. Still, he wasn't sure what to make of the mosquito at the moment.
In the dark bedroom, a young, blond boy, dressed in a blue suit, sat on his neatly made bed, his sky blue eyes reading over the paper he held in his hand.
He had already read it before. But he was so surprised that he was reading it over again, just to make sure what he had read was correct. Maybe he had read it wrong, maybe it was just a mistake.
But of course it wasn't. Of course, what he had seen was accurate. And yet, he still couldn't believe it.
After hacking…or visiting, as he preferred to think of it…the hospital website, and finding the two twins Wallace and William Beatles, he had wondered if maybe, just maybe, his 'twin' happened to be the Wallace Beatles that was a member of the Kids Next Door, the Delightful Children's accursed, adult-disobeying rivals.
Not wanting to jump to any conclusions, he sent out one of their insect-spy bots, a mosquito-bot, to make sure. The mosquito-bot was a very unique creation, with its ability to take a sample of a person's blood.
Of course, the person of choice was Wallace, and, thanks to Abigail, who set the mosquito-bot free, he was able to take the blood sample to Father's scientists, who were in charge of creating the robots they used against the Kids Next Door.
The scientists had to take a sample of his own blood, to see if their DNA was similar.
The blood test proved accurate, confirming what he feared. He…he was related to…Wallace Beatles…one of his great adversaries!
The Delightful Child, William, couldn't believe it. Of all the people in the world who could have been his twin brother…It had to be one of the Kids Next Door!
And still…It did propose an interesting situation. Did Wallace know anything about it? Did he know that he had a twin brother? Did he know where he was, or that his twin happened to be one of his most hated enemies.
William decided to bring up with his 'brothers and sisters' a new proposal to their plan to capture the Kids Next Door. Since they were all very distinct kids anyway, he somehow felt they wouldn't mind if one them was isolated from the rest of the group, would they?
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