Okay, Cyber Commander pointed out a fatal flaw in my yarn, Clover can't knock out power to the Tree House because its powered by hamster powered generators. Well, that got me into a creative spin, so thanks. And now, on with the show!

Well, Clover was feeling pretty good about herself, as she'd just knocked out the power grid on the tree house. Mikey would be pleased. Now how to get Spyder's Deathstrike out of the tree house; that thing got trashed by the Delightful Children's defenses. Well, she'd ask Mikey. And lo and behold, there he was. She ran to him.

"Well, feck me, Mikey, I knocked out the tree house power, they won fin' out about the power grid for sometime." Clover said happily. Mikey stared at her as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Then he spoke slowly and carefully, his voice just above a whisper.

"Clover, the Kids Next Door Tree House is powered by its own generator, run my hamsters, always has. Are you meaning to tell me, that you just sent Spyder in there with the security systems still on?!"

Now Clover was realizing her fault, "But, ya told me to kill the power.."

"I meant for you to sneak in there and let all the hamsters out! All you did was kill power to the house!"

There was a traditional Kids Next Door moment of silence. Then both mafia gangsters ran like children, screaming, to the tree house, hoping the security systems hadn't already made mincemeat out of their assassin.

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Ben's team was having a hell of a time trying to fight the scary looking dragon that popped out of nowhere, or more pacifically, the ground. It reared up on its hind legs and spat intense fire at the children. Without much grace, they all rolled out of the way. John tried to punch a dent in what he hoped would be weak, cheap metal.

No such luck, the armor was reinforced steel. John clutched his now red and bruising hand and screamed one of those silent screams where you open your mouth and you look like you're hollering, but no sound comes out. Tears formed at the edges of his eyes, but did not spill over. The dragon looked at what had punched it, and simply swiped at it. The swipe put an impressive slash in John helmet; you could start to see a bit of hair poking out, all the bones in his neck popped. Chelsea went immediately for the head, only to have her kick do nothing. She did however connect her foot with one of the cables the dragon had for hair. The shock of electricity hit her hard. Hard enough to send her flying into a jungle gym, shuttering once, then stopping. She groaned in pain.

Numbuh Four laughed at the two Delightful Children's mistakes, pointing to Chelsea until he was send flying next to her with the dragon's flaming tail. Because of his training, he recovered quickly. He shook Chelsea violently until she got back up. She smiled at him, and he just scowled.

"Wait, let's try something.." she said, grabbed his hand, lacing fingers, then they intertwined elbows. He understood immediately. Jumping together, they double teamed against the dragon. Steel was steel, and they couldn't even put a dent in it. This was bad.

Numbuh Five was thinking as hard as she could to beat that thing. Okay, so combative tactics didn't work. Seeing her teammates only reaffirmed her conviction.

"Hey, Ben!" She called. Ben turned to her, just as he was about to take that dragon on himself.

"What?!"

"Anything you Delightful Dorks got that still works that can take this thing?!"

"Yeah, me!" he said as the dragon came down to crush him in its jaws. He grabbed that thing mouth and seemed to defy all logic as he held its mouth open. John and Chelsea ran to help their brother, only to get shocked by the live wires about the dragon's face. The dragon tried to roast the thing holding its mouth open, but Ben had enough common sense to let go. He rolled out of the way. Ben ran to Numbuh Five.

"What (pant) about (pant) Hippie Hop?" He asked.

"Hippie Hop only listens to Numbuh Three." She said, "Besides, anything else we sent for might take too long to get here."

It wasn't until she let her eyes wander did she see the control sitting on the crows nest. She ran for the main structure of the playground only to be knocked flying by Big Brother, who had since recovered. He laugh was blunted with stupor as he bellowed triumphantly, only to be knocked out cold by 'Big' Ben. He turned to Numbuh Five, who had likewise recovered.

"Sorry, I had to stop that jackass laugh."

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Giovanni looked like he was having a good time. Numbuh One wasn't. Andy's valiant attempts to get free were only making his situation worse, and everyone was too busy preventing their own demise that they couldn't worry about him. Andy mumbled incoherent cuss words, forgetting he was a Delightful Child From Down the Lane, as he struggled to free himself. The mobile was like a spider, it came to life and was trying to squeeze poor Andy to death. Shiny black coils wound themselves around his neck.

"Oh, crap." he said as the coils cut off circulation to the brain. He grabbed a piece of colored glass from the mobile and tried to cut the coils with it. Anne used the soda bottle laser gun to shoot at the black wires strangling her brother.

"Raise your arms!" she yelled.

Andy did and no sooner then that he slipped out of his dress jacket and landed safely on the ground below him.

"Thanks!" he said, but was interrupted by the spider-like mobile as it detached itself from the ceiling and tried to capture Andy again.

"Woah!" he said as the spider mobile walked on its glass shard and black metal cord legs. The center becoming a great red glass cat eye. Andy looked at the colored piece of glass he ripped off the spider; he threw it into the thing's eye. It arched back, clutching the shard in it's glass claws. Then it threw more dark colored glass shards at the blond boy. He just managed to move out of the way, several shards ripping his dress shirt.

Numbuh Two was having a tough time trying to fend off a statue of a Minotaur. It swung its ax over the mechanic, just as he ducked under it. It gave a realistic bull snort and turned around to face Numbuh Two. The pilot ran away, screaming. He grabbed his bubblegum shooter and fired on the Minotaur's head. The bull shook it's head free of the dust the laser had dusted on it. Then its eyes glowed red with fury as it tried once again to destroy the pilot.

The angel that Giovanni had stood on took on Numbuh One. It kicked and punched at the leader, and he might have had a better time with fighting it had Ben's punishment not left him so sore. His body was still a mess of bruises and everything ached. Even so, he was still able to just keep up with the angel's attacks. The angel's fist came down, leaving his head open for attack. Numbuh One fired his SPANKER as many times as the angel let him before rising and kicked the bald operative in the stomach. The statue had hit dead on a bruise, and Numbuh One found himself temporarily paralyzed. The Angel raised its hands to crush Numbuh One, but luckily Andy blocked the blow with a metal rod attached to a tapestry. Numbuh One was grateful, until Andy kicked him out of his way to do battle with the angelic statue while Anne took over fighting the spider mobile.

"Where's Numbuh Three?" he asked.

Numbuh Three was dancing out of the way of the statue heads shooting lasers out of their eyes. She was doing remarkably better then her comrades, as when she jumped over a head firing its lasers, it would unintentionally hit and destroy one of the other heads. She laughed with glee, having way too good of a time, and pretty soon, all of the heads had been destroyed. Giovanni observed this with a confused interest.

Did she even know the danger she was in? He asked himself.

Andy had wondered that about her ever since he'd seen her in action about three years ago. Andy was doing an admiral job against the angel, until the Minotaur that Numbuh Two was supposed to be fighting came for Andy as well. Andy stared to sweat with the unfair odds against him. Two on one was not fair, something the Delightful Children always did was make sure things were at least fair in a battle and expected the same from all of their opponents. He was losing ground as the two statues advanced on him.

"YeeHaaaww!" Numbuh Two said behind the Minotaur as he looped off its head with a ceremonial battle ax he'd found. The bull monster statue resumed it's original position as it stopped moving.

"Bulls eye." Numbuh Two said triumphantly.

Andy sighed and shook his head, "Only a thousand more to go, too." as he blocked a punch from the angel.

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The duel of assassins had led outside, with neither giving in. It wasn't until a laser hidden in the tree trunk shot between the two of them did they snap out of their lust for battle.

"Hold on! I was told that the power was off! What's going on?"

Spyder couldn't respond, he was too busy running back into the tree house for cover; Cree followed. By now, the whole tree house was on full alert. The only safe place was inside. The assassins became birds with a thousand cats waiting on the outside.

"We're stuck." Spyder finally growled. "Who told you the power was off?"

Cree put on a dignified look and folded her arms defensively at being asked that question by a kid.

"For your information, my boss told me!" she said curtly. She had no intention to be interrogated by a kid, but she was too vexed to just ignore him or fire a scathing enough retort. Suddenly, the annoying double sword brat doubled over. Cree did n;thing to help.

"What's the matter with you?" she asked.

"N-Nothing," he gasped as he recovered, then brandished his swords again, "now, let's finish this!"

No sooner he said that then his vision doubled and he collapsed. Cree just stared at the crumpled assassin. The kid was in trouble, and the strangest thing was......she didn't care. She just stared at the fallen assassin, trying to figure out how she approach the brats next door when they returned. The next thing on her mind was, where are Father's children. He had awakened last night, and she had to tell him that they hadn't visited since he got there and that she hadn't seen them since the morning before the bombing.

Walking over to the KND kitchen for a soda, she heard frantic screaming coming from outside. Looking out the window, she saw the redhead mob boss brat and his little green haired girlfriend. Soda flew out of her nose when the green haired girl, - What was her name? Clover? - stepped onto the grass, only to be pulled back by the mob boss just as a laser shot at her, just singing her shoe.

"Aw, Fuck! Now wha' wegonnado?" Clover asked. Mikey shook his head.

"Uh, Spyder?! You okay in there?!" Mikey yelled to the tree house.

"How'd 'e get in there without gettin' shot et?" Clover asked.

"Only the best become my henchmen." Mikey said. "But if Spyder was on that drug the second he came here, and it took us about twenty minutes to get here, then it must have worn off by now."

"Fuck." The two said in unison.