Here's Chappy Five, and I did it just for all my special little reviewers, who I hope will continue to review so I don't get major writer's block and never continue the story. (Hint hint – REVIEW, PEOPLE!!!)

Numbuh Four: She doesn't own KND. Nor does she own meh.

You are so mean, Numbuh Four.

Chapter Five

It was pretty annoying to have a pathetic pre-teen following you around everywhere like a lovesick puppy, let me tell you. The damn girl just wouldn't leave me alone! I would take a step forward – she was right behind me. I would take a step backward, she was right there next to me. The others found it amusing, but I sure as hell did not!

"So, Wally," Numbuh Thirty-Three said in that sickly sweet voice of hers. I really, really regret giving out my first name now. "Where are you from?"

"From the land of None Of Yer Business," I replied, narrowing my eyes.

"Aw, c'mon, Wally, please?" And she gave me a pitiable puppy-dog look, and even though I hated this girl with all the hate I had in my body, I couldn't just ignore that puppy-dog look.

"Ah was raised fer the first few years of mah loife in Australia, but ah live in America," I muttered darkly.

"Really?" She said in this super high-pitched voice that I thought for sure my eardrums would never stop ringing. "That is so totally, like, AWESOME!"

Ugh. Now she's using the prep-tone. Yeah, like I'm really falling for her now. Preps freak me out. Especially when they get to the squealing. Oh, God, the squealing!

But before I could answer, there was a loud boom behind us. I whipped around and saw two shadows approaching us. Without thinking, I hoisted Numbuh Thirty-Three up onto my shoulders, grabbed Kuki's hand, and ran like hell. That is, if hell had legs.

"Numbuh Four, what are you—?"

"There's somethin' chasing us, Kuki!" I said hurriedly, not bothering to care that I had used her first name instead of her codename.

"WHEE!" giggled Numbuh Thirty-Three above me. Oh, yeah, this was really fun, knowing that you could possibly die any second. This girl really is a dumb blonde.

"AAAAAAHHHHH!" I heard someone scream.

"Numbuh Thirty-Three, what was that?!"

It took a second for her to respond with, "It was that Abby girl, I think."

"NUMBUH FIVE, ARE YOU OKAY?" I called out, spinning around, still grasping Kuki's hand with my own, and Numbuh Thirty-Three giggling in delight in my ear.

I could barely see her – but I did hear laughter. "Numbuh Five just tripped, that's all! Calm down, Numbuh Four, I ain't ever seen you run like dat!"

"Then what were those shadows?" I demanded, choosing to ignore her taunting mirth.

God – if there were no shadows, I was going to be very uncomfortable in the position I was in. I mean – holding the hand of the girl of your dreams was one thing, but carrying a twelve-year-old girl you had barely known for thirty minutes on your shoulders was another.

"Shadows? What shadows?"

Oh, I don't know...maybe the ones that caused me to run like hell!!

"Ya didn't see 'em? They were right be'ind ya—LOOK! There's one now!"

She whipped around and was tackled to the ground by something. "NUMBUH FIVE!" I cried out and started to run towards her, but realized that Nigel had already appeared at her side.

Stupid hero routine. He should know by now that he doesn't have to go saving her from shadow people to win her over. She was already under his spell!

There were some pretty rude words exchanged between the shadow and Nigel. I looked up at Numbuh Thirty-Three on my shoulders.

She was covering her ears...just what I expected.

He and Abby finally got free of the shadow, and it retreated back into the darkness where it became completely invisible. "RUN!" Nigel shouted at us.

"WHERE?" I shouted back. Like I knew Moon Base head-to-toe. There seemed to be no other rooms in my vision, and if there were, I sure as hell didn't see them.

"Here!" Numbuh Twenty-Five pulled open a camouflaged metal door revealing a bunch of light. "Quickly!" All of us scurried over to the door, and she closed it the second Numbuh Two-Twenty-Eight got in.

I looked around after setting Numbuh Thirty-Three back down on the floor where she belonged. What a little snot – she didn't even bother a thank-you when I had practically broken my back to save her.

Ugh...My baaaaaaaaaccccckkk...She had legs – why couldn't I have just let her use them in the first place?!

Anyway, we were in a very large hallway with hundreds of gold plaques on the walls. "Where are we?" I asked her out of interest.

"Just the hallway that leads to the control room, Numbuh Four. Nothing very special."

"Why are there so many gold things?" Hoagie asked, gazing upwards at the ceiling.

"Things" he called them. Ha, that proves it. I'm smarter than Hoagie.

"Each plaque," Numbuh Twenty-Five began, staring directly at him, "stands for a retired Kids Next Door operative. You guys should be over there by the sign that says 'Sector Z', if I'm not mistaken."

"Wow, there has been a lot more kids than I thought there were," Abby said, still thoughtlessly grasping onto Nigel's arm. I could tell Nigel was trying hard not to grin at the closeness and all. Bastard. I have someone on my arm, but it is definitely not who I want it to be.

We made our way over there, and sure enough; each of us had our own golden plaque, with a picture glued onto it and our numbuh and real name. "Wow, I never knew they did this," Nigel said, tracing his fingers along the engraved "NUMBUH ONE – NIGEL UNO – SECTOR Z".

"Not many do, unless you work at the Moon Base. Now, we need to get along to the control room. It's the safest place we got!"

I stared at my golden plate, amazed. "NUMBUH FOUR – WALLABEE BEETLES – SECTOR Z". My picture wasn't all that great...well, most pictures I take are not that great, but in this one I was glaring at the camera with my arms crossed.

Yup, that was me, all right.

But Kuki's...she was as happy as a lark, her arms wide up in the air, smiling like it was the last smile she'd ever make.

I shook my head and watched as the others began to walk away. Sighing, I followed, purposely trying to keep my distance from Numbuh Thirty-Three. She, of course, jumped right over to walk next to me with her eyes as big as a doe's.

Can I shoot her? Please?

Numbuh Twenty-Five began to lead us down the super long hallway to the control room, hands behind her back. "Okay, you guys, as you know, we have to figure out a plan...we have to catch the kidnappers. Obviously they are in KND Moon Base."

"How do we catch them?" spat Numbuh One-Oh-Six, arms crossed. "We have no weapons!"

"I wouldn't say that," Nigel said, and I didn't even have to look at him to know that he was grinning – he made it so obvious. "I did bring my team, uh, friends here in a spaceship...and that spaceship wasn't empty, and—"

But before he even got to finish, there was a large cracking sound and all the lights went out.

Kuki screamed then, and just hearing her scream made me scream, and soon enough, all of us were screaming like idiots – kids and teenagers included. None of us even knew what we were screaming about in the first place.

"YOU GUYS!" Kuki hissed at us through the darkness. "I thought I saw something move!"

My heart beat fast, but I didn't want them to know I was scared. I wasn't a girl! "Wh-what did it look loike?"

I could feel Numbuh Thirty-Three's arm clinging on to mine. She was squeezing so tight I thought for sure I'd never have feeling in it again.

"It was big, and—AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

I grabbed her then (which unleashed Numbuh Thirty-Three's grip on me), and I could feel something else was pulling on her leg. "Don't worry, Numbuh Three! I got ya!" But in my heart, I wasn't sure at all.

"Numbuh Four, what's going on?" I could barely make out Nigel's words through Kuki's endless screaming.

Please be okay, please be okay, I thought frantically, ignoring Nigel completely.

"Get if off me, get it off me!" Kuki screeched.

"Ah'm tryin'! Ah'm tryin'!"

"Try HARDER, it's—"

She broke off her sentence as a ray of light appeared over her leg. I didn't care what was producing the light, I just wanted to see and beat the crap out of whatever had gotten hold of Kuki!

It was – a hole.

She had got her leg caught in a hole. That's what I got so worked up about. A STUPID HOLE!!!!!!!!! I wanted to beat the shit out of a HOLE!!!!!!!! And that's not even physically possible!!!!!

Kuki, like me, became very quiet. Numbuh Two-Twenty-Eight coughed.

Here I was, holding Kuki in my arms like I was her boyfriend or something in front of everyone. "Uh, damn," was what came crawling out of my mouth even though I knew there were kids around.

Like I suspected, I heard all the kids gasp. "Ummmmmm!! You said the D word!" said Numbuh Twenty-Five, pointing at me with her flashlight (which I found out what was making the light source).

"It kinda slipped...eh, sorry." This mission just kept getting even more humiliating by the second. I wasn't used to being around little kids, and Kuki –

Ah, CRAP!!!!!!!! I cussed in front of her, too! She probably dislikes me even more now. That is, if that's even possible to dislike me even more.

"Oh well," said Abby, shrugging. "It's not like you kids have never heard dat word befo'. Now let's get back to business...AHEM." She was giving me a furtive look for some reason, and her eyebrows were up.

"What are ya—? OH!" I had forgotten Kuki was in my arms, and in shock of realization, I practically dropped her on the ground.

"NUMBUH FOUR!" she accused the moment she hit the floor.

"Er, sorry!" I said, now completely mortified as I helped her to her feet. The flashlight didn't even have to shine on Numbuh Thirty-Three to know she was giving Kuki a death glare.

"It's okay," Kuki said, blushing in discomfiture as she dusted herself off.

"Enough with the mush, let's get a move on already!" came an irritated Numbuh Twenty-Five's voice. "Oh, and Numbuh One-Oh-Six? Make a mental note for me to fix that hole."

"Sure," he muttered to himself, and we all continued our walk to the control room.

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It seemed to take forever to get to the freakin' room. We ended up getting lost, not once, TWICE, on the way there. It turned out at the end of the hallway there were three doors in order to confuse enemies. Numbuh Twenty-Five had a heck of a time remembering which one was right, so we took the middle one, then the one to the right. It turns out it was the left door. Figures – dumb girl.

"Okay, since there is no possible way to reach the spaceship with the power out, we'll have to camp out here in the control room. It's the safest place we got," announced Numbuh Twenty-Five. She pushed a button on her flashlight to make the whole room light up. There were security camera screens all over the place, and many different colors of buttons, just dying for someone to ask what one did and push it.

"How long is this light going to last?" Abby asked.

"Not long," replied Numbuh Two-Twenty-Eight sadly. "But it's all we got. Hopefully the power is back in a couple of hours."

"If not?" questioned Hoagie.

"We're screwed." I saw the evil looks everyone threw at me. "I mean, er, lightless."

Numbuh Twenty-Five sighed. "Just make the best of it. Whatever is out there is clearly after us, so we need to remain calm."

"Okay," Numbuh Thirty-Three snuggled up to me. "You'll keep me safe, right, Wally?"

I winced. This girl was probably the most irritating human being on the planet, and I had to be the lucky one to deal with her. But instead of mouthing off to her like I really should've done, I said, "Er, right, Numbuh Thirty-Three."
Yay! Another chapter is finished which means we are another step closer to achieving my goal – TO FINISH A FANFIC FOR ONCE IN MY BLOODY LIFE!! Oh, and just so you know, they'll be more Abby/Nigel interaction in the next few chapters, just to please some people. It's hard to write that kind of junk, though, from Wally's perspective when he doesn't really like mushy crap. Anyways, happiness is only a review away!

Oh, and an apology. I meant Operation: UNDERCOVER, not MOUNTAIN. I have no clue why I thought that was what the episode was called. I still haven't seen it, though...and one more apology...I'm sorry that it's getting less humorous. I am getting less creative these days! Hopefully it'll come back to me. But for now, review and maybe that will work some magic on me. :D

Preview of next chapter:

The flashlight was starting to lose power now. I didn't like this, I didn't like this at all. No lights in a place where there's someone probably waiting to pounce on us the second we opened the door.

It was spooky to say the least. Sure, I don't normally get scared, but I am getting a very bad feeling about this place. And it's telling me that we shouldn't be here. It says we should run now and return to earth.

Numbuh Thirty-Three was still cuddling up to me, much to my disappointment. You think she would get the picture that we are six years apart, and a romance is never going to blossom. But she's being a naïve little brat like most girls are at that age.

Nigel and Abby were talking in the corner. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but...okay, so I did mean to eavesdrop, but let's just say that you don't know that and I don't know that. Okay, anyways...

"Numbuh Five, if we don't make it, I just wanted to kind of tell you something. It's kind of stupid really, and, um," Nigel's face was getting beet red now, something I found highly entertaining. "Well, maybe not stupid, I mean, I don't know! It's hard to describe really."

Was he actually going to tell her? Oh, this is going to be good.

Who's got the popcorn?