Okay, finally, the Twelfth Chapter. Sorry about not updating, you see, I had a ton of papers I needed to do. And I based Mikey after an obscure minor anime character, In the next few chapters, I want you to tell me who he is. A little game for you. HINT: Gundam. The prize is an alternate ending for chapter One and an alternate chapter Two. The contest ends when the story does. though in the last chapter, it'll seem blatantly obvious. Now, my little cabbages, enjoy.
Phillip Andrews Jr. AKA, The Spawn of the Tolinater, sat with his dad, talking to the other villains. Somethings, he wondered if they were actually normal people with normal jobs under theses costumes. He still thought Knightbrace was crazy. Everyone here was crazy. He was the only one here not in costume, but it was he who got the dirty looks. He was, as they say, Gothic. He didn't look like his father at all. The Tolinaiter had orange hair and blue eyes, he didn't. He had probably looked like his mother, but she had sold him to 'Father'. He was an escapee. His powers would later become useful to the Kids Next Door.
The villains spoke about their plans, some staring at the five empty chairs where the youngest members were supposed to be; The Delightful Children From Down the Lane were missing, having refused to participate. Phil liked those guys, too bad.
Everyone spoke of that little Italian squirt's brand new plan. Phil didn't like that kid. He seemed a little strange.
Just then, Spyder and Clover bust through the door.
"Make way for the Ragazzi Family!" Spyder yelled, his two sheathed swords out in front of him. He and Clover had kicked the door open. Giovanni followed, arms folded. "New orders from the boss...."
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The tree house was repaired, now, and the Delightful Children and Numbuh One were busy trying of think of a strike against their attackers. Clover had led them to a lackey's house, but that was all. Numbuh One was disappointed in his new teammate's failing plan. However, Ben had sarcastically said that Mikey would come to them. So far, today seemed suspicious, there had been no attacks of any kind, from anybody. The tree house was on high alert.
"Perhaps, they knew of our alliance, and decided that it would be unwise to attack a united enemy." The Delightful Children droned.
"No, they're up to something. If the enemy is bold enough to attack your manor, then they are obviously not the least bit intimidated by our presence, like, they are thinking up a new plan to wipe us all off the Earth with one fell swoop!" Numb uh One said.
"Sometimes, Nig- Numbuh One, you sound like a paranoid version of us....You'd make a good Delightful Child From Down the Lane."
Numbuh One turned to them, his sunglasses on the very edge of his nose, his eyes ablaze, "That will never happen."
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Mikey smiled. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Unlike the Kids Next Door, he had school to attend. He stood atop a play ground crow's nest, Binoculars on his neck. Phase One was a total success, Phase Two was even better. Now Phase Three was about to happen. But first....He looked around, eying everyone participating. "Now everyone!" He said in a mock friendly voice, "Just do it like I told ya, and everything will be okay. The Delightful Pricks and the Punks Next Door have no idea what's going on."
"Wait, The Delightful Children know our plan! You told them, remember?" Big Brother called.
"I know, that's why I had to remodel that plan. We're doing something different this time." Mikey called down, agitated, then he looked around, confused,"Hey, where's the Tolinater and his kid?"
"Signore, He said he had some business to take care of." The count of spankings said. Mikey wondered why he didn't burst into flames the moment he touched sunlight, and why he didn't drink blood. Oh well.
"Dammit, oh fuck, well, we don't need him right now anyway."
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An alert! This time, however, it came from the play ground, and another came from the kids museum. This wasn't good. Big Brother was trashing School Equipment while Spankalot was administering punishment to museum goers. Two different emergencies,
Two Different locations. Big problem. Numbuh One's brilliant mind was spinning, trying to figure out what to do. He didn't trust those Delightful Children, but they were needed for this problem. He planned to break up the teams. Two Delightful children to Three Operatives and Three Delightful Children to two operatives. Two teams for two assignments. He and Ben were both leaduhs, so Ben would get the team with the most Delightful Children and Numbuh One would take the team with the most operatives.
"All right, team. we've got two danger spots requiring our immediate attention. That's why I'm spitting us into two teams of five. Ben, you'll take charge of group two, and I'll take group one. Ben, you'll take Chelsea, John, Numbuh Five, and Numbuh Four. I'll take Numbuh Two, Numbuh Three, Andy, and Anne. Ben, your team will take on Big Brother, your team is much better suited for combat. I'll take on that crazy vampire. We'll take the SKYCLAW, and Group Two will take the Mosquito. Delightful Children, because you are staying here, we expect you to help. Besides fixing the floor. Now, Kids...er...um...Team, move out!"
Numbuh Four mumbled nasty things under his breath at the thought of a Delightful Brat leading him. He was angry with Numbuh One and Numbuh One for making him team up with them. To make matters worse, Numbuh Five was playing cards with one of them, John, or whatever the brat was named. The girlie brat was watching outside the window.
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Just as Mikey predicted, one team went to one location, where he had plenty of henchmen, and the other came right to him and Big Brother. He ducked inside the crow's nest, black hood over his head, and watched the action. It was Ben leading the charge. He should have saw that one coming, though he was sure that they wouldn't strike until they knew that he was behind this. Oh, well, not that this was important, these guys were simply serving as a distraction.
All operatives charged out of that KND thing. The Delightful Children were working with this style of fighting and used the operatives as cover. Big Brother promptly threw a awing set n their direction. Everyone ducked, except Ben, who grabbed one leg and promptly through it back. Big Brother bent the swing set into a ball and charged. He was stopped by Ben. It was almost comical to see a skinny, refined, boy catch the enormous fist of Big Brother. Ben's hand was tiny compared to this large behemoth. Chelsea circled around and performed a flying round house kick to Big Brother's head. She landed on his large shoulder. Big brother released one of Ben's hands to try and smash Chelsea, but only succeeded in hurting his own shoulder. Chelsea landed gracefully at her brother's side. Numbuh Four and Five fired their coke bottle lasers at his side. He howled in pain as he grabbed Chelsea and Numbuh Four. He shook them violently and laughed. Ben started to focus his attacks to his enemy's head. John rammed Big Brother's stomach with his helmet, causing Big Brother to drop his captives.
This wasn't going well for Mikey, if they defeated Big Brother too early, then ever
thing would be ruined. He pulled out a control switch and pressed a few buttons.
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Numbuh One's operative charged out of the Skyclaw. Andy and Anne followed only slightly behind them. Count Spankalot turned to them.
"Greetings, Children. I'm afraid you have all been caught in a trap."
"What was that?!" Numbuh One challenged.
"He's right." said a soft Italian voice. They all looked up to see the Italian in a crimson suit and purple tie.
"I'm guessing you're Giovanni?!" Numbuh One barked. The Italian smiled and nodded slowly.
"You are correct. I am Giovanni Panzanelli, second in command only to the boss himself. His other associates have been disappointing. However, you will all die here, would you all like to run?" his voice was polite, almost to the point of sarcasm.
Well, I'll just end it there. Well, looks like Mikey's got a good grip on things...well, remember, Strangers always know the way to your house.
Phillip Andrews Jr. AKA, The Spawn of the Tolinater, sat with his dad, talking to the other villains. Somethings, he wondered if they were actually normal people with normal jobs under theses costumes. He still thought Knightbrace was crazy. Everyone here was crazy. He was the only one here not in costume, but it was he who got the dirty looks. He was, as they say, Gothic. He didn't look like his father at all. The Tolinaiter had orange hair and blue eyes, he didn't. He had probably looked like his mother, but she had sold him to 'Father'. He was an escapee. His powers would later become useful to the Kids Next Door.
The villains spoke about their plans, some staring at the five empty chairs where the youngest members were supposed to be; The Delightful Children From Down the Lane were missing, having refused to participate. Phil liked those guys, too bad.
Everyone spoke of that little Italian squirt's brand new plan. Phil didn't like that kid. He seemed a little strange.
Just then, Spyder and Clover bust through the door.
"Make way for the Ragazzi Family!" Spyder yelled, his two sheathed swords out in front of him. He and Clover had kicked the door open. Giovanni followed, arms folded. "New orders from the boss...."
############
The tree house was repaired, now, and the Delightful Children and Numbuh One were busy trying of think of a strike against their attackers. Clover had led them to a lackey's house, but that was all. Numbuh One was disappointed in his new teammate's failing plan. However, Ben had sarcastically said that Mikey would come to them. So far, today seemed suspicious, there had been no attacks of any kind, from anybody. The tree house was on high alert.
"Perhaps, they knew of our alliance, and decided that it would be unwise to attack a united enemy." The Delightful Children droned.
"No, they're up to something. If the enemy is bold enough to attack your manor, then they are obviously not the least bit intimidated by our presence, like, they are thinking up a new plan to wipe us all off the Earth with one fell swoop!" Numb uh One said.
"Sometimes, Nig- Numbuh One, you sound like a paranoid version of us....You'd make a good Delightful Child From Down the Lane."
Numbuh One turned to them, his sunglasses on the very edge of his nose, his eyes ablaze, "That will never happen."
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Mikey smiled. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Unlike the Kids Next Door, he had school to attend. He stood atop a play ground crow's nest, Binoculars on his neck. Phase One was a total success, Phase Two was even better. Now Phase Three was about to happen. But first....He looked around, eying everyone participating. "Now everyone!" He said in a mock friendly voice, "Just do it like I told ya, and everything will be okay. The Delightful Pricks and the Punks Next Door have no idea what's going on."
"Wait, The Delightful Children know our plan! You told them, remember?" Big Brother called.
"I know, that's why I had to remodel that plan. We're doing something different this time." Mikey called down, agitated, then he looked around, confused,"Hey, where's the Tolinater and his kid?"
"Signore, He said he had some business to take care of." The count of spankings said. Mikey wondered why he didn't burst into flames the moment he touched sunlight, and why he didn't drink blood. Oh well.
"Dammit, oh fuck, well, we don't need him right now anyway."
##############
An alert! This time, however, it came from the play ground, and another came from the kids museum. This wasn't good. Big Brother was trashing School Equipment while Spankalot was administering punishment to museum goers. Two different emergencies,
Two Different locations. Big problem. Numbuh One's brilliant mind was spinning, trying to figure out what to do. He didn't trust those Delightful Children, but they were needed for this problem. He planned to break up the teams. Two Delightful children to Three Operatives and Three Delightful Children to two operatives. Two teams for two assignments. He and Ben were both leaduhs, so Ben would get the team with the most Delightful Children and Numbuh One would take the team with the most operatives.
"All right, team. we've got two danger spots requiring our immediate attention. That's why I'm spitting us into two teams of five. Ben, you'll take charge of group two, and I'll take group one. Ben, you'll take Chelsea, John, Numbuh Five, and Numbuh Four. I'll take Numbuh Two, Numbuh Three, Andy, and Anne. Ben, your team will take on Big Brother, your team is much better suited for combat. I'll take on that crazy vampire. We'll take the SKYCLAW, and Group Two will take the Mosquito. Delightful Children, because you are staying here, we expect you to help. Besides fixing the floor. Now, Kids...er...um...Team, move out!"
Numbuh Four mumbled nasty things under his breath at the thought of a Delightful Brat leading him. He was angry with Numbuh One and Numbuh One for making him team up with them. To make matters worse, Numbuh Five was playing cards with one of them, John, or whatever the brat was named. The girlie brat was watching outside the window.
############
Just as Mikey predicted, one team went to one location, where he had plenty of henchmen, and the other came right to him and Big Brother. He ducked inside the crow's nest, black hood over his head, and watched the action. It was Ben leading the charge. He should have saw that one coming, though he was sure that they wouldn't strike until they knew that he was behind this. Oh, well, not that this was important, these guys were simply serving as a distraction.
All operatives charged out of that KND thing. The Delightful Children were working with this style of fighting and used the operatives as cover. Big Brother promptly threw a awing set n their direction. Everyone ducked, except Ben, who grabbed one leg and promptly through it back. Big Brother bent the swing set into a ball and charged. He was stopped by Ben. It was almost comical to see a skinny, refined, boy catch the enormous fist of Big Brother. Ben's hand was tiny compared to this large behemoth. Chelsea circled around and performed a flying round house kick to Big Brother's head. She landed on his large shoulder. Big brother released one of Ben's hands to try and smash Chelsea, but only succeeded in hurting his own shoulder. Chelsea landed gracefully at her brother's side. Numbuh Four and Five fired their coke bottle lasers at his side. He howled in pain as he grabbed Chelsea and Numbuh Four. He shook them violently and laughed. Ben started to focus his attacks to his enemy's head. John rammed Big Brother's stomach with his helmet, causing Big Brother to drop his captives.
This wasn't going well for Mikey, if they defeated Big Brother too early, then ever
thing would be ruined. He pulled out a control switch and pressed a few buttons.
#############
Numbuh One's operative charged out of the Skyclaw. Andy and Anne followed only slightly behind them. Count Spankalot turned to them.
"Greetings, Children. I'm afraid you have all been caught in a trap."
"What was that?!" Numbuh One challenged.
"He's right." said a soft Italian voice. They all looked up to see the Italian in a crimson suit and purple tie.
"I'm guessing you're Giovanni?!" Numbuh One barked. The Italian smiled and nodded slowly.
"You are correct. I am Giovanni Panzanelli, second in command only to the boss himself. His other associates have been disappointing. However, you will all die here, would you all like to run?" his voice was polite, almost to the point of sarcasm.
Well, I'll just end it there. Well, looks like Mikey's got a good grip on things...well, remember, Strangers always know the way to your house.