Turanga: I'm so glad that you're glad! XD
Princess Rusty: Yay! I make people happyful!
Kooky34Girl: Go right ahead and sing the Rainbow Monkey song – it is like pudding to my ears! I will sing right along with you!
Elera: Mwahaha...trouble he be in... :3
Waverly: Here's your update! Thank you sooo much for reading!
Lyzz2nwn: Lol – threatening always works!
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Jasikaermine: Oh, everyone has spelling issues! One of my best friends is one of the worst spellers in the world! XD
Wally734: Meepers, please keep on reading. I luff making people happy!
Numbah34: Hehehe, wait no longer for chappie three is here!
Theflamehat: Yes, more "great"ness for me!
Tai Kawei: (glomps you and Wally) Torturing him is what I live for.
Neosun7: I wrote more! Be happy, grab yourself some pudding! XD
Aqua-chan the Deviant: Wow, you are my first ever review that makes me think! Lol. It is perfectly okay – you are entitled to your own opinion about Wally's accent... Sometimes I even try saying what I type, and find trouble in putting it in Wally's voice. And I know I seem demanding for reviews...it's just that I hate writing something that people won't even read. :P But I'm so happy you are reading my fic! :D:D:D Thankiez!
Princess Rusty...again?: Oh, yes, explanation of the Rainbow Monkey in Numbuh Four's room is here. :D
Jade: Eeeh! (glomp) And to answer your question—I guess I should've specified this earlier—they are twelve.
Kieran: LOL – I know! Yay for 3/4ness!
Swimchick1614: Well, OF COURSE, Numbuh Three is going to be flakey...It's her personality! XD Thanks for reviewing!
Divagurl277: 1. Thankiez! 2. Oh, you'll see – I guess I should've put the answer to this question in the "preview"...I mean, now that I've read the preview again to myself, it does seem kind of strange!
Okay, now that those are done, time for the worst part of every fanfic – the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I will own KND and make myself a character one day, but for now, we must live with the evil thing called reality and just smack me and tell me this won't ever happen because I'm just a diluted girl on earth with hopeless dreams of owning KND. (sigh) If only life decided to be fair!
Chapter Three: Mr. Kissy Kuddles
He hated himself. Oh, how he hated himself sometimes. He could be so stupid and pointless at times – and this happened to be one of those times again. Numbuh Three, although she could be quite an airhead most of the time, should've known the last place to look for a dumb Rainbow Monkey was his room.
And now he had to go out there. He wasn't exactly sure if he wanted to or not – looking for something he didn't really care about wasn't at the top of his to-do list. But nonetheless, Numbuh Three was bound to come and get him sooner or later, and if he found the stupid doll quick enough, he could go watch TV in peace, away from all that butterfly-in-the-stomach crud.
With a sigh, Numbuh Four poked his blonde head out the door to peek around. No Numbuh Three. So far, so good. Another step. Nothing. Another step. Ugh, this is takin' too long! He yelled inside his head, just wishing he'd know if Numbuh Three were to come skipping along or something.
It didn't take long before she did come skipping along because before he knew it, there was a familiar voice singing that came from down the hallway.
"Tra la la la la!"
Numbuh Four darted back inside his room instantly and placed his back against the door. He knew what she wanted – she wanted him to go looking for that Rainbow Monkey... No, he didn't want to go looking for a Rainbow Monkey, that was what he would've liked to tell her. But there were no excuses coming to his brain at the moment besides one. He was "busy" – but what could he possibly be busy with?
Think, Numbuh Four, think...w'ot could get 'er ter go away?
And suddenly it hit him. That red Rainbow Monkey she had given him last year for the Kids Next Door Anniversary, the day they had all met! She'd never know the difference! Right? Besides, if "Mr. Cherrybottom Snuggles" was "Cherrybottom", then he must be the color red!
It's genius, GENIUS! Ah can't believe ah don't get A's in school! He ran to his closet to pull through all his belongings, and he suddenly came up with it, but there was a problem. There was a tear in its arm...Numbuh Three wouldn't mind, right? It was just a tear...
Numbuh Four was getting Mr. Huggykins flashbacks. Yes, she would mind.
"Numbuh Fooooouuuur!!" came Numbuh Three from outside the door. "Knock-knock!"
"Um, uh, jus' a minute!" He called back with a slight quiver in his voice. Shaking his head, he grabbed the thing and ran to the door and opened it. There she, Numbuh Three, was, smiling in all her never-ending bliss.
"Didja find him?" She asked sweetly.
"Um, er, is, uh, this it?" He handed the Rainbow Monkey over to her, and she took it in her arms and held it up to the light.
Please, please, please... Numbuh Four found himself praying.
"No, silly! This is Mr. Kissy Cuddles!" Numbuh Three put the stuffed animal on top of his pudding bowl hairdo and laughed. "Remember? I gave it to you for the Kids Next Door Anniversary last year!"
How she had even remembered its name was beyond all of Numbuh Four's knowledge, but he did not like the fact that the thing he despised most was sitting on top of his head. "Oh yeah...'ow could ah forget..." he grumbled back, beginning to growl up at "Mr. Kissy Cuddles".
"Now, c'mon! Let's go search the main room!" She grabbed him by the hand and took off. The Rainbow Monkey fell to the ground, much to Numbuh Four's relief, but he had no time to even think about it because Numbuh Three was finally holding his hand.
W'ot the-? Cruddy face! Numbuh Four thought as he felt himself go hot in the cheeks. Stop blushin'! There's not even anythin' ter be blushin' about! It's jus' Numbuh Three! Sure, she may 'ave some sort of an odd effect on meh, but ah still shouldn't be BLUSHIN'!!
Numbuh Three stopped abruptly in her run and twisted her body around to look at the boy. "Numbuh Four!" She gasped and released his hand, but somehow Numbuh Four couldn't decide if this was a bad thing or a good thing. "Your hand is all sweaty!"
"Sweaty?" Numbuh Four looked down at his hand, blushing more as he saw how the sweat seemed to glisten on his palm. "Eh, sorry...been workin' out too 'ard, ah guess."
Numbuh Three gave him her infamous puzzled expression, but then proceeded to smile anyway. "Oh, okay then!" This time she took off skipping without his hand, and Numbuh Four was left in the hallway, alone.
"Sweaty? Numbuh Four, somethin' is seriously wrong with you today," he muttered, staring down at the ground in shame.
"Numbuh Four?" Ahead of him Numbuh Three turned around, smiling as if there was this really funny joke that no one else knew but her. "You coming or what?"
Numbuh Four jumped a bit, but shook the thoughts off. "Eh, roight... coming!"
Go me, I came out with Chapter Three! Ha, I am so a poet, and no duh that I know it! Okay, er, as always, please review, and MAYBE I'll give you one of my delicious chocolate chip cookies I have just finished baking. =9 I have a secret ingredient, yup, so they taste even BETTER!
Next Chapter info: Uh-oh, Numbuh Three's making Numbuh Four do a pinky-swear promise with her. But what's this pinky-swear promise for in the first place?