Wow, seven reviews already! :O I am surprised, I thought I'd get only like two or something! But oh well, you people are so nice to me, so there we go. Okay, I'm going to reply to all of my lovely reviews like I promised I would. XD
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Okay, now that I've kept my promise, let's get on to the story. But, as always, I must give you the ever-terrible disclaimer first. :P
Disclaimer: Yeah, I own KND and am wasting my time writing a fanfic when I could make it into an episode. Ha, I wish.
Chapter Two: An Inch Apart
It was not long after Numbuh Four had retired to his room that he realized he was bored out of his mind. He had already beaten the crud out of his training robot four times and read every comic book he could find at least twice. He knew what he wanted to do. He, of course, wanted to go watch television. This idea tempted him with every step he took around his room. But there was no way he would do it. There was no possible way he could make it to the main room if he had to walk by...
...her room.
And if she saw him, he was toast, and he knew it. He would be taken by the arm and into her room to do things that terrified him too much to even imagine. If Numbuh Four really wanted to go down there, he would have to be extra cautious with every step he took down the hall—and he did not even need to be wondering what would happen if one step was too squeaky.
After finally deciding that he would somehow sneak past her room without getting caught, Numbuh Four crept out the door into the hallway. He took a step. Sweat trickled down the sides of his head.
Why should ah be scared? He asked himself. Ah mean, she'll never 'ear meh! An' it's not loike she could do anything that scary if she found me... He stopped in mid-thought. W'ot am ah saying?! A'course she can!
He tiptoed more down the hallway, becoming more and more nervous the closer he came towards her door. The floor seemed to creak beneath him, but Numbuh Four wasn't sure if it was really creaking or his imagination.
Why'd Numbuh One 'ave ter 'ave wooden boards fer the floor? Why not noice and quiet carpet...c'mon, Numbuh Four, you've almost made it...
"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
The scream startled him so much that he fell smack on the floor, causing way too much noise for it not to be noticed. W'ot could she possibly beh screamin' bloody murder about? He wondered, getting to his feet and dusting himself off, all at once forgetting his fear of her seeing him.
"NUMBUH FOUUUUUUUURRRR!!!!!!!!"
His question was soon answered as Numbuh Three came running out of her room. Since she hadn't known Numbuh Four was standing there, she collided with him headfirst. The two fell to the ground – Numbuh Three on top of him and their faces were maybe an inch apart (if even).
"Er..." Numbuh Four mentally cursed to himself as he felt heat spread across one cheek to the other.
Numbuh Three still looked a bit horror-struck from whatever had made her scream and seeing Numbuh Four as close up as he was didn't exactly help. She only looked more confused and frightened, but after awhile of just lying there, she finally smiled and spoke, "Hi, Numbuh Four!"
"U-u-uh, 'e-ey, N-Numbuh Th-Three," he stuttered, smiling stupidly. Why was it so hard to look away from her face? He didn't like this position one bit. 1. His cheeks had come to the point of feeling like they'd burn off his face. 2. Butterflies were swiveling around his stomach like they hadn't had a good flight in a long while. And 3. Numbuh Three was lying on top of him, only her face was an inch apart from his own, and she was acting like it was no big deal. So why couldn't he just look away and make it a tad bit better?
Maybe he kind of...liked the situation of being so close to her face?
Nah, w'ot am ah thinking? Ah 'ate this position! Ah 'ate it! He thought angrily to himself. He couldn't believe he had even considered the idea in the first place.
Numbuh Three giggled. "Why is your face so red, Numbuh Four?"
He had hoped it wouldn't have come to this question, but he knew there was no point in hiding it when he was sure the redness in his cheeks was quite visible right now. There was really no chance of missing it if you happened to be in the body of Numbuh Three right now.
"Ah-ah'm red?" Numbuh Four questioned like he'd never heard of blushing before. "Ah-ah dunno...maybe ah'm gettin'...sick?" Whether that was a question or a statement, Numbuh Four didn't even know.
"Oh, okay."
Numbuh Four said a silent thanks to himself that this girl wasn't Numbuh Five. Otherwise, she wouldn't be as unaware of the fact of why he was blushing the way he was...Heck, he didn't even know the answer to that one!
"Um, Numbuh Th-Three? Can ya get off meh now?"
"Okie-dokie-smokie!" She giggled again, removing herself from on top of him and standing on her feet. She held out a hand. "Need some help?"
More than ya will ever think, Numbuh Four answered in his head before glaring at her hand and getting up without it. "Ah don't need any cruddy girl's 'elp. Ah'm Numbuh Four!"
Numbuh Three slightly frowned at this statement and put her hand back down at her side. "Okay, sorry..."
"W'ot were ya screamin' 'bout anyways?"
"Oh!" It was like a lightning bolt of memory had suddenly struck the Japanese girl. "Um...uh...uh...Mr. Cherrybottom Snuggles is gone. Yeah!"
Numbuh Four's mouth went slightly ajar. "You 'ave got ter beh jokin' meh."
"Nope, he really is!" She said, tears forming in the corners of her dark eyes. "He was my favorite Rainbow Monkey, too! I won't be able to live without him! Pweeeeeese help me find him!"
Numbuh Four crossed his arms, looking at her like antlers had suddenly sprouted on top of her head. "Numbuh Three, it's jus' a cruddy—"
"HELP ME FIND MR. CHERRYBOTTOM SNUGGLES OR ELSE!!!!" Numbuh Three yelled loudly, her eyes turning as red as what Numbuh Four's face had recently become.
He stood there in silence, staring at the girl in pure and utter fright. "Um, okay, I'll go look, um...er...in my...room...?" It was the first thing that came to his mind, but the last place you'd ever find a Rainbow Monkey.
Her eyes returned to their normal color, and a smile stretched out across her face. "Okay! Tell me if you find him!"
Numbuh Four slowly began to back away from her. "Um...okay...?" Then as quickly as he had changed his mind, he took off down the hallway to his room.
And there ya have it! Please keep on reviewing and I'll keep on writing – that's the deal! So you do your part and I'll do mine, 'kay?
Next Chapter info: Numbuh Four finds an old red Rainbow Monkey in his room. He decides that it may work as a substitute for Mr. Cherrybottom Snuggles, but will Numbuh Three be convinced?
Kooky34Girl: (tear, then sniffle) I am so glad I have such loyal fans out there! I love you so much! :D:D:D:D (glomps you a thousand and five hundred and fourteen times)
MaD DiAnA: Whoo! I am updating now! XD Cookies for you!
Princess Rusty: Fluff is really not my specialty or anything, but I'm glad you're enjoying it and everything! :D Thank-yas!
HamGirl168: Really? It's wonderful? YAY, thank-ya! I was going for wonderful! XD
Elera: My writing style is luffed...(tear) I luff you! :D (glompage)
Person: Eeeeh!! You love me, you really love me! I'm glad you like the 3/4 sweetness because I do, too!
Turanga: Thank-you sooo much for reviewing! You do not know how happy I get when my email tells me someone has reviewed!
Okay, now that I've kept my promise, let's get on to the story. But, as always, I must give you the ever-terrible disclaimer first. :P
Disclaimer: Yeah, I own KND and am wasting my time writing a fanfic when I could make it into an episode. Ha, I wish.
Chapter Two: An Inch Apart
It was not long after Numbuh Four had retired to his room that he realized he was bored out of his mind. He had already beaten the crud out of his training robot four times and read every comic book he could find at least twice. He knew what he wanted to do. He, of course, wanted to go watch television. This idea tempted him with every step he took around his room. But there was no way he would do it. There was no possible way he could make it to the main room if he had to walk by...
...her room.
And if she saw him, he was toast, and he knew it. He would be taken by the arm and into her room to do things that terrified him too much to even imagine. If Numbuh Four really wanted to go down there, he would have to be extra cautious with every step he took down the hall—and he did not even need to be wondering what would happen if one step was too squeaky.
After finally deciding that he would somehow sneak past her room without getting caught, Numbuh Four crept out the door into the hallway. He took a step. Sweat trickled down the sides of his head.
Why should ah be scared? He asked himself. Ah mean, she'll never 'ear meh! An' it's not loike she could do anything that scary if she found me... He stopped in mid-thought. W'ot am ah saying?! A'course she can!
He tiptoed more down the hallway, becoming more and more nervous the closer he came towards her door. The floor seemed to creak beneath him, but Numbuh Four wasn't sure if it was really creaking or his imagination.
Why'd Numbuh One 'ave ter 'ave wooden boards fer the floor? Why not noice and quiet carpet...c'mon, Numbuh Four, you've almost made it...
"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
The scream startled him so much that he fell smack on the floor, causing way too much noise for it not to be noticed. W'ot could she possibly beh screamin' bloody murder about? He wondered, getting to his feet and dusting himself off, all at once forgetting his fear of her seeing him.
"NUMBUH FOUUUUUUUURRRR!!!!!!!!"
His question was soon answered as Numbuh Three came running out of her room. Since she hadn't known Numbuh Four was standing there, she collided with him headfirst. The two fell to the ground – Numbuh Three on top of him and their faces were maybe an inch apart (if even).
"Er..." Numbuh Four mentally cursed to himself as he felt heat spread across one cheek to the other.
Numbuh Three still looked a bit horror-struck from whatever had made her scream and seeing Numbuh Four as close up as he was didn't exactly help. She only looked more confused and frightened, but after awhile of just lying there, she finally smiled and spoke, "Hi, Numbuh Four!"
"U-u-uh, 'e-ey, N-Numbuh Th-Three," he stuttered, smiling stupidly. Why was it so hard to look away from her face? He didn't like this position one bit. 1. His cheeks had come to the point of feeling like they'd burn off his face. 2. Butterflies were swiveling around his stomach like they hadn't had a good flight in a long while. And 3. Numbuh Three was lying on top of him, only her face was an inch apart from his own, and she was acting like it was no big deal. So why couldn't he just look away and make it a tad bit better?
Maybe he kind of...liked the situation of being so close to her face?
Nah, w'ot am ah thinking? Ah 'ate this position! Ah 'ate it! He thought angrily to himself. He couldn't believe he had even considered the idea in the first place.
Numbuh Three giggled. "Why is your face so red, Numbuh Four?"
He had hoped it wouldn't have come to this question, but he knew there was no point in hiding it when he was sure the redness in his cheeks was quite visible right now. There was really no chance of missing it if you happened to be in the body of Numbuh Three right now.
"Ah-ah'm red?" Numbuh Four questioned like he'd never heard of blushing before. "Ah-ah dunno...maybe ah'm gettin'...sick?" Whether that was a question or a statement, Numbuh Four didn't even know.
"Oh, okay."
Numbuh Four said a silent thanks to himself that this girl wasn't Numbuh Five. Otherwise, she wouldn't be as unaware of the fact of why he was blushing the way he was...Heck, he didn't even know the answer to that one!
"Um, Numbuh Th-Three? Can ya get off meh now?"
"Okie-dokie-smokie!" She giggled again, removing herself from on top of him and standing on her feet. She held out a hand. "Need some help?"
More than ya will ever think, Numbuh Four answered in his head before glaring at her hand and getting up without it. "Ah don't need any cruddy girl's 'elp. Ah'm Numbuh Four!"
Numbuh Three slightly frowned at this statement and put her hand back down at her side. "Okay, sorry..."
"W'ot were ya screamin' 'bout anyways?"
"Oh!" It was like a lightning bolt of memory had suddenly struck the Japanese girl. "Um...uh...uh...Mr. Cherrybottom Snuggles is gone. Yeah!"
Numbuh Four's mouth went slightly ajar. "You 'ave got ter beh jokin' meh."
"Nope, he really is!" She said, tears forming in the corners of her dark eyes. "He was my favorite Rainbow Monkey, too! I won't be able to live without him! Pweeeeeese help me find him!"
Numbuh Four crossed his arms, looking at her like antlers had suddenly sprouted on top of her head. "Numbuh Three, it's jus' a cruddy—"
"HELP ME FIND MR. CHERRYBOTTOM SNUGGLES OR ELSE!!!!" Numbuh Three yelled loudly, her eyes turning as red as what Numbuh Four's face had recently become.
He stood there in silence, staring at the girl in pure and utter fright. "Um, okay, I'll go look, um...er...in my...room...?" It was the first thing that came to his mind, but the last place you'd ever find a Rainbow Monkey.
Her eyes returned to their normal color, and a smile stretched out across her face. "Okay! Tell me if you find him!"
Numbuh Four slowly began to back away from her. "Um...okay...?" Then as quickly as he had changed his mind, he took off down the hallway to his room.
And there ya have it! Please keep on reviewing and I'll keep on writing – that's the deal! So you do your part and I'll do mine, 'kay?
Next Chapter info: Numbuh Four finds an old red Rainbow Monkey in his room. He decides that it may work as a substitute for Mr. Cherrybottom Snuggles, but will Numbuh Three be convinced?