Girls Are Such A Drag
By Lauren G.
Chapter 2: Gift exchange.
A week and a half passed. The tree house was now filled with 2 experienced operatives and 3 rowdy children shadow boxing in every room of the house and chewing cereal loudly at breakfast. Hoagie of course had left and Tommy had changed his Numbuh 2 pilot's wing room into a workshop. New Numbuh 1 had blonde hair and didn't wear glasses and fancied the color blue. But enough about brats with mustard guns—
"Wally?" Kuki called out into Numbuh 4's almost empty room. There was a stack of cardboard boxes severely taped in the back of the room.
"Wally?" Kuki called again. She walked into the room and looked around. She walked towards the stack of boxes and peered behind them.
"Wally!" Kuki said happily. Wally was leaning against one of the boxes and taking a tap, his orange hood draped over his blonde hair.
"Numbuh 4!" Kuki cried.
"Huh? Wha?" Wally mumbled, waking up to Kuki's loud voice.
"Why did you wake me?" He grumbled, trying not to sound pleased.
"I wanted to give you this." She said. She revealed an orange Rainbow Monkey to him.
"A crud--- A Rainbow Monkey." He said. He had begun to express his disgust for him, but he stopped for 2 reasons. One, the look on Numbuh 3's face, and Two, there was a yellow 4 stitched on the tummy of the stuffed animal.
"It's for you. To remember me by." Kuki said, her voice going soft.
"Oh." Wally went red. "Well... Thanks." Numbuh 4 took the Rainbow Monkey from Kuki. He stared at its beady black eyes and the dinky rainbow perched on its head. He still hated Rainbow Monkeys, but he loved this one.
'And maybe the giver.' Wally thought to himself. He shook his head to bring him back to his senses.
"Are you okay, Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 3 asked.
"Uh... Sure sure." He said, trying to act cool. "I uh... I've got somethin' for you, too." He ripped open one of the cardboard boxes and fished around. Kuki rocked back and forth on her heels, waiting patiently.
"Eh." Numbuh 4 grunted as he pulled out his gift. He shook it out and handed it to Kuki.
"What's this?" Kuki asked.
"It's my ruined sweatshirt from our first mission." Wally told her. Kuki held up the fading, ripped, and dirty orange hoodie up and stared at it.
"You mean this is the sweatshirt from when we played tag with the Delightful Children From Down the Lane? And you fell in the rose bud and then slipped in the mud?"
"Yeah, that time." Numbuh 4 said. Kuki giggled.
"That wasn't a mission silly." She said. "But thanks." Kuki folded up the sweatshirt and left his room.
It was finally the day of Numbuh 3's departure for decommissioning. Kuki dragged her huge duffel bag with her down to the sky port, shuffling her feet as she went. Numbuh 4 stuck his head out of his room hearing the shuffling noise. His shoulders slumped as he watched her go. He walked to the balcony of his room and looked out into the garden below. The daisies. Kuki gave away daisies to the other team members when it was time for their decommissioning. He scratched his head and walked back inside his room. He reached down next to the stack of boxes and picked up a soda. He cracked it open and thoughtfully left the tree house. As Wally exited the tree house, he emerged into Nigel's backyard. He looked around, trying to see if he could spot his old leader. Sadly, he was nowhere to be seen.
Wally raced back to the house, breathing heavily. It was almost time for Kuki's departure. He had just seen the decommissioning ship entering earth's atmosphere. Wally rushed into the backyard.
"You! Halt!" called a voice. Wally kept running but looked over his shoulder. A bald teen in a red shirt was chasing towards him. Numbuh 1!
"Halt! That's private property of the government!" Nigel warned Wally. Wally rolled his eyes. Great cover-up Numbuh 86. Wally raced into the tree house elevator.
"Come on, come on." Wally muttered. The door to the elevator opened onto the main floor. Numbuh 4 raced to his left and up the stairs to the sky port. He skidded into the room just as Numbuh 3 was heading up onto the ramp into the ship. Mushi was sobbing into a pink Rainbow Monkey with a purple 3 stitched into it. An obvious going away gift.
"WAIT!" Wally yelled. Numbuh 3 turned around.
"Numbuh 4!" She cried. "I thought you weren't going to come." She said. She stepped down from the ramp.
"What do ya think you're doin' Numbuh 3?" Numbuh 86 said, hands on her hips. "We need to get goin' Lassie! Get into the ship!"
"Let her talk to him Fwranny." Mushi said, running up and kicking Numbuh 86 in the shins.
"Aiee!" Numbuh 86 cried.
"I.... Well, here." Numbuh 4 said, shoving a rattled looking bouquet of roses into Numbuh 3's arms.
"Sorry for the missing petals, I ran back." He apologized.
"Thank you Numbuh 4." Kuki said, her eyes tearing up.
"Wally." Numbuh 4 said. "Call me Wally."
Numbuh 3 smiled.
"All right. Thank you Wally."
"Time's up!" Yelled Numbuh 86. Numbuh 3 walked away from Wally, holding the roses. She turned and waved goodbye, holding her roses like Miss America.
"Kids Next Door, Salute!" Wally commanded the children. The kids sloppily saluted Numbuh 3 as the door shut. The ship rocketed off. The children immediately headed downstairs to watch TV. Wally headed to his room. He shut and locked the door behind him. The Rainbow Monkey was perched on the nearest box, and seemed to have been waiting for him. He picked it up and knelt down next to his soda cans, hugged the animal to his chest tightly and cried.
For the next week, Numbuh 4 stayed in his room for several reasons. The kids were uber annoying, Nigel would prowl around the backyard whenever someone left the tree house, and lastly, he missed Kuki. He made the Rainbow Monkey a pair of denim pants from the leg of an old pair of his pants. His birthday was the next day. He had dumped all his belongings (except for his soda and the Rainbow Monkey) out into the main room, much to the displeasure of the children. They fussed about how it blocked their view of the TV and hogged the couches. He didn't care though.
That night, he had a restless night of sleep. He tossed and turned, thinking of the morning to come. Later, it felt as though he had barely fallen asleep only to be woken up by a large blaring alarm.
"Teen Alert. Teen Alert." Chorused the alarm. Wally clicked on his lamp and looked at his clock. It read 4:52 in the a.m.
"Damn alarm." He said. "Going off 'cause its my bloody birthday." He mumbled. He got out of bed and went bleary eyed to the control room.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! TEEN!!!!!!!!!!!" new Numbuh 5 yelled, leaping in front of Wally and posing in a karate stance.
"False alarm kiddies." He grumbled. "I leave today remember?"
"Oh... Oh yeah. It's okay you guys!" new Numbuh 5 called over his shoulder. Mushi, Tommy and new Numbuh 1 lowered their weapons and headed back to their rooms. The alarm still rang. Wally walked into the control room and slammed his fist down on the powuh button to the Teen Alert alarm. The ringing stopped. He yawned and went back to his room. He shut the door behind him and walked to his bed. He began to crawl in but stopped. Resting on his pillow was a pile of daisies and a single dried red rose. He looked towards the balcony. He ran out and looked down onto the lawn. No one there. He went back to his bed and picked up the flowers.
"You're very clever Kuki." He muttered to himself. He set the flowers on his nightstand and turned off the light.
End Chapter 2
Author's Note: Awwww! How cute! Thanks for the reviews everyone! I used your idea Numbuh 18! I've decided that the cover-up for the tree house is that its Government property. Even though 1, 2, 3, & 5 have been decommissioned, they still know where Numbuh 4 is until he is decommissioned also. Hope that clears things up. Stay tuned for the next chapter.
By Lauren G.
Chapter 2: Gift exchange.
A week and a half passed. The tree house was now filled with 2 experienced operatives and 3 rowdy children shadow boxing in every room of the house and chewing cereal loudly at breakfast. Hoagie of course had left and Tommy had changed his Numbuh 2 pilot's wing room into a workshop. New Numbuh 1 had blonde hair and didn't wear glasses and fancied the color blue. But enough about brats with mustard guns—
"Wally?" Kuki called out into Numbuh 4's almost empty room. There was a stack of cardboard boxes severely taped in the back of the room.
"Wally?" Kuki called again. She walked into the room and looked around. She walked towards the stack of boxes and peered behind them.
"Wally!" Kuki said happily. Wally was leaning against one of the boxes and taking a tap, his orange hood draped over his blonde hair.
"Numbuh 4!" Kuki cried.
"Huh? Wha?" Wally mumbled, waking up to Kuki's loud voice.
"Why did you wake me?" He grumbled, trying not to sound pleased.
"I wanted to give you this." She said. She revealed an orange Rainbow Monkey to him.
"A crud--- A Rainbow Monkey." He said. He had begun to express his disgust for him, but he stopped for 2 reasons. One, the look on Numbuh 3's face, and Two, there was a yellow 4 stitched on the tummy of the stuffed animal.
"It's for you. To remember me by." Kuki said, her voice going soft.
"Oh." Wally went red. "Well... Thanks." Numbuh 4 took the Rainbow Monkey from Kuki. He stared at its beady black eyes and the dinky rainbow perched on its head. He still hated Rainbow Monkeys, but he loved this one.
'And maybe the giver.' Wally thought to himself. He shook his head to bring him back to his senses.
"Are you okay, Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 3 asked.
"Uh... Sure sure." He said, trying to act cool. "I uh... I've got somethin' for you, too." He ripped open one of the cardboard boxes and fished around. Kuki rocked back and forth on her heels, waiting patiently.
"Eh." Numbuh 4 grunted as he pulled out his gift. He shook it out and handed it to Kuki.
"What's this?" Kuki asked.
"It's my ruined sweatshirt from our first mission." Wally told her. Kuki held up the fading, ripped, and dirty orange hoodie up and stared at it.
"You mean this is the sweatshirt from when we played tag with the Delightful Children From Down the Lane? And you fell in the rose bud and then slipped in the mud?"
"Yeah, that time." Numbuh 4 said. Kuki giggled.
"That wasn't a mission silly." She said. "But thanks." Kuki folded up the sweatshirt and left his room.
It was finally the day of Numbuh 3's departure for decommissioning. Kuki dragged her huge duffel bag with her down to the sky port, shuffling her feet as she went. Numbuh 4 stuck his head out of his room hearing the shuffling noise. His shoulders slumped as he watched her go. He walked to the balcony of his room and looked out into the garden below. The daisies. Kuki gave away daisies to the other team members when it was time for their decommissioning. He scratched his head and walked back inside his room. He reached down next to the stack of boxes and picked up a soda. He cracked it open and thoughtfully left the tree house. As Wally exited the tree house, he emerged into Nigel's backyard. He looked around, trying to see if he could spot his old leader. Sadly, he was nowhere to be seen.
Wally raced back to the house, breathing heavily. It was almost time for Kuki's departure. He had just seen the decommissioning ship entering earth's atmosphere. Wally rushed into the backyard.
"You! Halt!" called a voice. Wally kept running but looked over his shoulder. A bald teen in a red shirt was chasing towards him. Numbuh 1!
"Halt! That's private property of the government!" Nigel warned Wally. Wally rolled his eyes. Great cover-up Numbuh 86. Wally raced into the tree house elevator.
"Come on, come on." Wally muttered. The door to the elevator opened onto the main floor. Numbuh 4 raced to his left and up the stairs to the sky port. He skidded into the room just as Numbuh 3 was heading up onto the ramp into the ship. Mushi was sobbing into a pink Rainbow Monkey with a purple 3 stitched into it. An obvious going away gift.
"WAIT!" Wally yelled. Numbuh 3 turned around.
"Numbuh 4!" She cried. "I thought you weren't going to come." She said. She stepped down from the ramp.
"What do ya think you're doin' Numbuh 3?" Numbuh 86 said, hands on her hips. "We need to get goin' Lassie! Get into the ship!"
"Let her talk to him Fwranny." Mushi said, running up and kicking Numbuh 86 in the shins.
"Aiee!" Numbuh 86 cried.
"I.... Well, here." Numbuh 4 said, shoving a rattled looking bouquet of roses into Numbuh 3's arms.
"Sorry for the missing petals, I ran back." He apologized.
"Thank you Numbuh 4." Kuki said, her eyes tearing up.
"Wally." Numbuh 4 said. "Call me Wally."
Numbuh 3 smiled.
"All right. Thank you Wally."
"Time's up!" Yelled Numbuh 86. Numbuh 3 walked away from Wally, holding the roses. She turned and waved goodbye, holding her roses like Miss America.
"Kids Next Door, Salute!" Wally commanded the children. The kids sloppily saluted Numbuh 3 as the door shut. The ship rocketed off. The children immediately headed downstairs to watch TV. Wally headed to his room. He shut and locked the door behind him. The Rainbow Monkey was perched on the nearest box, and seemed to have been waiting for him. He picked it up and knelt down next to his soda cans, hugged the animal to his chest tightly and cried.
For the next week, Numbuh 4 stayed in his room for several reasons. The kids were uber annoying, Nigel would prowl around the backyard whenever someone left the tree house, and lastly, he missed Kuki. He made the Rainbow Monkey a pair of denim pants from the leg of an old pair of his pants. His birthday was the next day. He had dumped all his belongings (except for his soda and the Rainbow Monkey) out into the main room, much to the displeasure of the children. They fussed about how it blocked their view of the TV and hogged the couches. He didn't care though.
That night, he had a restless night of sleep. He tossed and turned, thinking of the morning to come. Later, it felt as though he had barely fallen asleep only to be woken up by a large blaring alarm.
"Teen Alert. Teen Alert." Chorused the alarm. Wally clicked on his lamp and looked at his clock. It read 4:52 in the a.m.
"Damn alarm." He said. "Going off 'cause its my bloody birthday." He mumbled. He got out of bed and went bleary eyed to the control room.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! TEEN!!!!!!!!!!!" new Numbuh 5 yelled, leaping in front of Wally and posing in a karate stance.
"False alarm kiddies." He grumbled. "I leave today remember?"
"Oh... Oh yeah. It's okay you guys!" new Numbuh 5 called over his shoulder. Mushi, Tommy and new Numbuh 1 lowered their weapons and headed back to their rooms. The alarm still rang. Wally walked into the control room and slammed his fist down on the powuh button to the Teen Alert alarm. The ringing stopped. He yawned and went back to his room. He shut the door behind him and walked to his bed. He began to crawl in but stopped. Resting on his pillow was a pile of daisies and a single dried red rose. He looked towards the balcony. He ran out and looked down onto the lawn. No one there. He went back to his bed and picked up the flowers.
"You're very clever Kuki." He muttered to himself. He set the flowers on his nightstand and turned off the light.
End Chapter 2
Author's Note: Awwww! How cute! Thanks for the reviews everyone! I used your idea Numbuh 18! I've decided that the cover-up for the tree house is that its Government property. Even though 1, 2, 3, & 5 have been decommissioned, they still know where Numbuh 4 is until he is decommissioned also. Hope that clears things up. Stay tuned for the next chapter.