Wow. I know it's been awhile since I've updated, but it's also been awhile since I've actually had time to look at the amount of reviews on my stories...114 on THEKISS? 60 on this one?! WOWIEZKADOODLES, people! I love you, too! :D
Um, THEKISS is on temporary hiatus. Please refrain from throwing rotten vegetables at me – I'm trying really hard to get Chapter Nine finished and everything...but the Evil has started back up again (a.k.a. High School...grrr), so I have no time to really work on fanfiction anymore. In fact, the only reason this chapter is being posted is because I have all the way up to Chapter Ten on this story finished (or rather, the drafts finished) from like, this one day when I was really bored.
So, please don't be angry with me. I'm trying really hard to make you happy. (cowers and hides from the angry mob of people with pitchforks and torches)
All right... Here are the responses to my good little reviewers, as promised. Sadly, this is the last time I will do this...it takes up too much of my spare time that I hardly get during the school year. =/ So sorry about that...but oh well! Be happy that I'll finish the fanfic anyway! But ask questions anyway, and I'll still answer them! :D
AkitoSana: Fluffiness? Well, looky here...I tried!
Jenny: Yay! People love me! Er, not me actually...but my fics anyways!
Lacey01: Of COURSE Numbuh Four liked her holding his pinky! It was a dream come true! XD
Rune-Spirit: You're right on that one – everyone's gotta love 3/4!
J (silence) Quill: Eeehh! I love your Australia story! It's so cute! :D I am thankful for your review, oh so thankful! (hands you bouquet of flowers) Thankies!
Unreal Champion: I'm keepin' on!
Natasha: Well, duh, I'm gonna continue...like I'd really be that evil to all you good people!
Numbah 158: Food fight! Yayness! (throws some tapioca pudding at you)
YAY!!!!: I'm trying to update ASAP, like you said. Not very reliable I am at that, though, as some of my other reviewers may tell you...lol
CHESHIRExcat: Glad to see you liking the cuteness!
Tai Kawei: Yes! Be proud! Be a nerd! (gives you a T-shirt with that saying on it) XD
Ummm: Yes! Muchos gracias for reviewing. :D
Sailorstar314: The pinky swear shall return at one part of the story...okay, for like, a split second, but you aren't supposed to know this!
Luminara Windu: 3/4 Forever!!!!!!!!!! (waves her flag)
HomicidalJungleCat: Awww...thankiez! (hugs)
Sara and her Pinkys: Fluff and marshmallows and...pillows! XD
Lyzz2nwyn: There really isn't an oath to pinky swearing...that was all Numbuh Three. Lol
Ritoru Kani: I WOULD lengthen my chapters, however, I already have most of them written out... I lengthen them a little bit still, but yeah...=/ But please keep on reviewing anyway because I looooooooove you! XD
Ainagirl27: Thank-yas muchos! Your review made me smile. Of course, mostly all nice reviews make me smile...but that's beside the point!
Astalder27: Hehe, Numbuh Four can be pretty funny sometimes!
Kooky34Girl: Yup! And it's spelled negotiating. :D
Chapter Five: Food Fight
"Numbuh Three...'e's not gonna be in the kitchen, so can we jus' leave already?" Numbuh Four grumbled, folding his arms across his chest. Although they had only been searching in the kitchen for ten minutes, he was already fed up with it. "'E's probably out on the deck or somethin'..."
"But I remember taking him in here for a snack once!" She said, digging through a cabinet of eating utensils. "Maybe he's in here!"
Numbuh Four watched in horror as forks and knives flew over her shoulder, just narrowly missing his head. "NUMBUH THREE!! Don't ya know better than ter throw these things?!"
"Woopsies."
"Yeah, woopsies! Yer gonna kill meh or somethin'."
"Maybe he's in the fruit!" It was amazing to Numbuh Four that she seemed to forget the fact she had almost killed him in a mere second. Humming, she turned to look at him and noticed he was sitting in a chair, staring at her as he ate nachos with a bowl of cheese. Well, at least that was what she thought he was doing – his bangs were in front of his eyes again so it was impossible to tell what he was looking at. "C'mon, you have to keep your oath! Sitting there doing nothing doesn't help!" She accused.
"Ah'm jus' sayin' that 'e's not in 'ere, so it's jus' a waste of time," he mumbled, getting to his feet to look underneath the table just to please her.
Numbuh Three looked back to the counter and spotted the container of fruit. She began to throw the fruit out behind her to get it out of the way. Unfortunately, she didn't have eyes in the back of her head to see exactly where she was throwing it...
"'E's not under—'ERE!!!" Numbuh Four looked up just in time to see the banana come flying at him. It hit him square on the forehead – there was now yellow all over his face. "Numbuh...Three..."
"Huh?"
He had grabbed the nacho cheese on top of the table and threw it at her. The cheese splattered all over her hair and green sweatshirt. It took her a second to figure out exactly what had happened – but as she wiped the cheese off her eyes, the first thing she saw was a certain, orange-hoody wearing blonde boy, grinning as wickedly as possible, holding a giant bowl of cheese.
Numbuh Three narrowed her eyes and grabbed the first thing she saw—an apple—and chucked it at him.
He gasped and ducked; the apple landed smack on the wall behind him. "Oh, so ya want ter play rough, eh?" He asked, smirking as he picked up a glob of nacho cheese in his hand. "Ah've only got one thing to say ter that..."
She took another apple into her hand. "And what's that?"
"BRING IT ON!" The cheese was unleashed from his hand two seconds before Numbuh Three was able to hurl her apple at him. She opened the nearest cabinet to act as a defense, and the cheese splattered all over it.
Numbuh Four, however, wasn't as lucky – the apple hit him on the arm, quite hard, too. He showed no sign of pain, though, as he snatched up another glob of cheese, and came running toward Numbuh Three, shouting something that resembled what a ninja might say while in combat.
"EEEEEEPPPP!" Numbuh Three screamed and grasped a pan inside the cabinet and put it in front of her face. Again, Numbuh Four had missed his target. He looked around to find something to fling at her, but found there nothing. He was trapped...not even two feet from him stood Numbuh Three, who stood there grinning while tossing a green apple up and down in her hand.
"Uhhhhhhh.....uuuuuuuhhhhhh..."
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" The apple was thrown at him, but Numbuh Four dodged it quite easily; he was used to worse, after all. He was on the floor now, hastily making his way over to the refrigerator.
"Oh, no you don't!" Numbuh Three looked into the cabinet, but all she found was more pots and pans. Great...she was out of apples, too...she moved quickly over to the next cabinet, and found a bag of popcorn kernels. "AHA!" She tore it open and heaved it at Numbuh Four, who then proceeded to yell out a bunch of, "OW!"s and OUCH!"es.
His hand fumbled over the refrigerator's handle, and he finally found the strength to pull the door open. There in front of him were thousands of different food sources...all just waiting to be thrown all over his opponent. "Mmmm...'ere we go!" He grabbed a bowl of applesauce and ran just as another bag of popcorn kernels was tossed his way.
They won't mind if ah use it all up...? 'Oo in their roight mind eats applesauce anyway? With that final thought, he grabbed a glob of the stuff and ducked, and upon hearing a satisfying scream, he knew the applesauce had hit his objective.
It was fifteen minutes into the food fight that the kitchen, er, if that was what you wanted to call it, was trashed. Blobs of applesauce, nacho cheese, and other lumpy substances caked the walls, the counter, and the cabinets. Popcorn kernels were spilled all over the floor, along with cereal bits and other things. Pots and pans were scattered various places – including on the heads of Numbuh Three and Numbuh Four, who were currently using them as a defense against whatever the other planned on throwing next.
"All roight...ah can do this..." Numbuh Four said to himself behind a chair quietly, his heart thumping wildly. There was a cooking pot protecting his cranium, a frying pan in one hand, and a bowl of tapioca in the other. Suddenly he heard something, and satisfied that someone was creeping out from behind him, he twirled around.
"HIIIIIIIIIIIIYAAAAA!" He popped out from his hiding place, flinging as much tapioca as you possibly could in six seconds.
However, he stopped when he realized that he had been fooled...he had just pudding-a-fied a Rainbow Monkey. "Aw, crud," he said to himself, knowing what was to happen next.
"I GOT YA!" Ketchup and mustard squirted into his back. Numbuh Three laughed and ran.
"Ah, ya think yer so clever with yer little hit-and-run technique, eh? Well, jus ter let ya know, ah'm on ter ya and yer stupid girly tricks!" He shouted to basically no one and got down low to the dirty floor.
Ah know yer be'ind the table...jus' try an' 'ide from Numbuh Four!
There was a squeak of surprise as he hurled more tapioca out at the black-haired girl. "HA! AH KNEW IT!" Numbuh Four yelled, smiling proudly.
"EEEEEPPPPP!" Numbuh Three somersaulted away, her back leaving a trail of...substances...on the kitchen floor. "You will never defeat me, Numbuh Four! You might as well give up!" She was on top of the table now, peering down on him like a hawk to a mouse.
"Sure, ah'll give up! As soon as ah'm satisfied that ya've 'ad enough!" He chucked the entire bowl at her, and it landed upside down on top of her head. She stood there for awhile; Numbuh Four laughing his head off.
He soon stopped though as ketchup shot out at his face, followed by a never ending spray of mustard. "AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!"
"Do you give up now, Numbuh Four?" She said, grinning maliciously, still spurting out the remains of the mustard at him.
"YES, AH GIVE UP! JUS' MAKE IT STOP!!!"
She giggled, and threw the bottles down on the floor before jumping happily on top of Numbuh Four, who merely gasped as he caught her in his arms. "Oh, Numbuh Four! That was sooooo much fun! THANKIES!" She embraced him in a gooey hug, and he blushed and silently thanked Numbuh Three for squirting ketchup of all things on his face so she wouldn't see it.
"Eh, no problem..."
Numbuh Three laughed more. "We should have food fights more often!" She still hadn't stopped hugging him, and it was starting to make Numbuh Four sweat nervously – he could barely get his mouth to open to respond.
"Y-yeah, a-ah guess it was fun."
"Yup!" She squeezed him harder.
Numbuh Four chuckled nervously. To have a girl, that you seemed to malfunction around all the time, hug you was not very relaxing. Oh, but the problem didn't end there – she wouldn't stop hugging him.
"Eh, Numbuh Three..."
She still didn't seem to take the hint; she only smiled wider.
"Numbuh Three."
Wider yet.
"NUMBUH THREE, GET OFF A'MEH!"
She suddenly snapped her eyes open, and all at once noticed that the two of them were practically cheek to cheek. An odd burning sensation filled her cheeks – so hot that the heat had been transferred like a contagious disease to Numbuh Four's own face. And now the two stood there holding on to one another, both uneasily aware that were blushing like no tomorrow.
"Um...uh...can ya, er, leggo a'meh now?"
"Um, sure, Numbuh Four..." Numbuh Three leapt off of him, and a wave of bewilderment spread throughout her body. Why had her face suddenly caught fire?
"Let's, um...get cleaned up, ah guess," Numbuh Four said awkwardly, beginning to walk to the bathroom.
"Okay, but wait!" Numbuh Four spun around. "We have to find Mr. Cherrybottom Snuggles!"
He looked at her in disbelief. "...covered in mustard? Yeah, roight," and he continued to make his way out of the room, leaving a baffled Numbuh Three and a very messy kitchen.
She kicked the pan next to her. "Blah, cleaning is no fun..." And then, like magic, an idea popped into her head. "Hmm...or can it?" She smiled crookedly.
"Oh, NUMBUH FOOOOOOOOOOUUUR! Wait for me!"
There ya go...one of my more lengthy chapters, I guess. Hope ya enjoyed it. :D
Next Chapter info: One of the fluffiest chapters in the whole 'fic – Numbuh Three and Four have to clean up the kitchen! Of course, this will include some aprons, some scrubbers...and a little bit of music. Muahaha...