It was a Saturday morning. Nigel Uno woke up at 10AM. He turned on Saturday morning cartoons and got dressed. He groomed himself and went downstairs to eat his favorite sugar cereal.
"Morning Son," said his mom, who was writing down her shopping list.
"Mornin' mum," Nigel said poring his milk.
They ate in silence, while the sound of the television was surrounding the room.
"So what are you going to do today Nigel?" asked his mother.
The fact that he was going over Lizzie's house made him cringe.
"Just hanging out with some friends," he lied.
"Oh Nigel," said his mom with happiness in her voice. "You have always been so popular with your friends."
"Really?" he asked, not remembering. "How so?"
"Well, before you were thirteen, you used to be out all of the time. You never came home, only about once a week. You always were in that treehouse of yours, with friends. I never got to know them, but I always knew there were four of them."
'Four friends hmm?' thought Nigel to himself, thinking about Abigail and the others.
"Your treehouse got destroyed some how."
"Tree house?" he asked, dropping his spoon in the bowl.
"Yes. It seemed like such a huge place. It was like your second home. Don't you remember? It was only a year ago that it was gone. It just vanished without a trace."
"No mum," he said, interested at the fact that he learned something new about his past. "I don't."
His mother stared at him with bewilderment. "Well, I have to get shopping. I'll see you tonight Nigel."
With that, she got up and kissed him on his cheek and left the Uno residence.
"Treehouse…"
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A couple of hours later, Nigel went on his bike to ride to Lizzie's house. She told him where she lived numerous times, so Nigel can make a special visit, which he never did. But today, he was going to visit her to get some questions answered.
Nigel Uno rode the city streets. He was not looking forward to his visit. He can imagine her room is filled with various pictures of him. As if she was his personal stalker.
Nigel shivered at the thought.
He got to the residential area. The houses looked similar to each other, and the grass looked greener than usual. The air smelled fresh, and the street sounded dead.
Nigel was riding slowly, thinking of what to say to his stalker.
"Hey!" shouted a voice from Nigel's right side.
It was no other than Abby Lincoln. She looked like she was getting out of her house, with a CD player in her hands.
"Abigail!" he shouted, and then stopped.
Abigail ran over to her friend. "What are you doin' here?"
"I was completing my part of the mission," he said with a sigh.
"Good thing I caught ya'! You don't have to go to that stupid girl's house!"
Nigel smiled.
Just then, Cree came out and leaned against the door. She saw Nigel and Abigail talking, which brought fear.
"Abby!" shouted her sister in a loud whisper. "You and your friend better GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE NOW!"
"Huh?" she asked, from a distance.
"NOW!"
"Oh!" she said with wide eyes. "Come on Nigel," she said grabbing his hand. "I'll tell you about it inside."
He locked his bike and followed Abigail in the house.
"What's this about?" Nigel asked when Abby shut the front door.
"I found out a lot," said Abigail, who looked at her sister.
Cree nodded with approval to tell her friend the truth.
"Sit down. This will take a while."
"Um, all right Abby," said the bald boy.
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"So you're telling me that the Kids Next Door is a super secret organization that we used to be a part of? Cree knew about it and finally told you yesterday? So that explains the treehouse!"
"Treehouse?" asked Abigail.
"Yes. Today, my mum told me that I used to live in a treehouse as if it were my second home. She also said I had four other friends living there as well. I'm starting to remember."
"I remember your treehouse!" exclaimed Cree. "I almost forgot about it."
"And the Delightful Children are still out there to keep us from remembering?" asked Nigel.
"Yes," said Abigail. "But my sister says they are now called the Delightful Teenagers."
"Yeah," said Cree with worry. "Sorry about my tone earlier. I didn't tell you this yesterday Abby, but the Delightful Teenagers threatened to kill me if I told you about your past. It was my agreement when I left. Now that they are teenagers, they have the power to kill. They said they would perform any strategy to kill me. Poison, murder, car accident, anything! You better not let this secret out to anyone else but your friends. Got it?"
"Yeah. We got it."
"Do you know about Lizzie though?" asked Nigel to Cree.
She thought for a while. "Oh yeah! Before I left the Delightful's side, I remember they threatened Lizzie as well. I heard she used to be your girlfriend."
If Nigel were drinking anything, he would have spit it out.
"What?! Girlfriend?!" Nigel and Abigail said in unison.
Cree laughed.
"Oh my god!" exclaimed Nigel with disgust. "How could I? That's just… Whoa."
Abigail gave a nauseated face. "So she knows about your past as well."
"Yeah," said Cree. "Oh yeah. I remember information about Nigel now."
Nigel stared at her. "What information?"
"You were the team leader. Numbuh One."
"I was the leader?" thought Nigel for a bit. "I'm starting to remember!" Nigel laughed. "It's coming to me! Hoagie was Numbuh Two, Kuki was Numbuh Three, Wallaby was Numbuh Four-"
"And Abby was Numbuh Five," she said interrupting him.
"Yeah! Wait till we tell the others!"
"Just don't tell any of your other friends," said Cree. "The enemy will find out and they will come out to kill me."
"We got it. We can tell the others about this tonight in the chatroom."
"No!" exclaimed Cree with fright. "You can't tell them over the internet. The Delightful's can track down your conversation! You don't know how clever these kids are. Tell them all to come here. The Delightful's cannot break-in here. I can make sure!"
"Alright," Nigel said a little tense. "So the Delightful's are that evil?"
"Try remembering kid!" exclaimed Cree.
"Alright, alright. I'll look at the schools phonebook and contact the others."
"Don't worry Nigel," said Abigail. "Here's Abigail's school phonebook. Call them here."
"Thanks Abby," he said, going in the kitchen, looking up their numbers.
Cree and Abigail went into the family room to watch television.
"I see it Abby," winked Cree.
Abby looked at her sister suspiciously. "See what?"
"That look you give him. You're jealous." She chuckled. "You have a crush on Nigel Uno!"
"Abby does not have crushes," she said in her calm tone. "Especially not on Nigel Uno."
Cree smirked. "Whatever you say."
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Ten minutes later, Nigel came in the family room. Cree pressed the mute button on the television, and she and her sister looked up at the bald boy.
"What's the news boss?" asked Abby.
Nigel smirked at the girl. "I called the others. Wally is calling up Hoagie. We will meet up in the evening. Around 5:00."
"Fine by me," said Cree.
"Until then," said Nigel. "Can I stay here for the day?"
"Sure."
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Kuki hung up the phone.
"Nigel must have something serious to say about the Kids Next Door. It kinda' rings a bell," said Kuki to herself.
The front door opened and Kuki's sister entered. Kuki remembered that Wally asked her to ask her sister for information. The black haired girl rushed downstairs to her sister.
Mushi has been very distant throughout the past year that Kuki remembered. She has a some-what bad behavior toward her big sister. She was always gone. Whenever her parents asked where she was, she wouldn't answer. Instead, she would run upstairs and shut the door of her room.
"Mushi!" shouted Kuki, across the room, and ran toward her sister.
"Oh hi," she said in a dead tone.
"Where have you been?"
"None of your concern, TEENAGER!" Mushi said in an acute tone.
"Teenager…what? Mushi!"
"Yeah?!"
"Did I…" she asked with a sad tone. "Did I ever hurt you?"
Mushi looked up at her sister in question.
"Hurt me? Yes! You DID hurt me! You became a teenager!"
"I can't help it. Mushi?"
"Yes Kuki?"
"Have you ever heard of da Kids Next Door?" she asked, remembering what Nigel told her.
Mushi's eyes widened with glee.
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"You were part of da Kids Next Door," said Mushi, happy that her sister knows. "You were Numbuh Three."
"Wally told me about that. He had a dream."
"I remember Wally. Numbuh Four! He loved you!" She started to laugh.
Kuki blushed, thinking about last night.
"But, yeah. I am a part of da Kids Next Door. I am Numbuh Three as well. They gave me dat name because I'm related to you. Dat's why I'm always gone. I'm helping da Kids Next Door."
"Why didn't you tell me dis, Mushi?"
"You got decommissioned and had your memory erased at thirteen. Kids Next Door tried to make sure dat the Delightful Children never got to you, by having us not saying anything about your past. You top five Kids Next Door were da Delightful's worse enemy. Your fwend's brother is on our team. Tommy…Numbuh Two. Hoagie's little brother."
"I'm starting to remember him, but Mushi?"
"Yeah?"
"How come you started hating me?"
She glared. "You're a teenager. Kids Next Door hates teenagers."
"But Mushi! I am a good teenager. I would never do anything to hurt you, or any kids. I would never turn bad!"
"I guess so," she said to herself, with guilt.
"I'm going to Abby's house tonight. Want to come Mushi?"
"Sure!" she exclaimed. "I'm glad we aren't enemies."
"We were never enemies!" exclaimed Kuki.
They gave each other a hug.
"Best fwends!"
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Wallaby hung up his phone. He kept on thinking about his other dream last night.
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'Why are we saving someone like Leeky Leona?!'
'Why? WHY?! We are the Kids Next Door! That's what we do. We save kids!'
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Wallaby snapped out of it and decided to give his pal Hoagie a visit. He left the house and got on his bike. Wallaby rode for ten minutes until he reached Hoagie's house.
Wallaby locked up his bike and went over to the entrance of the Gillian residence. He rang the doorbell.
In a couple of seconds, Hoagie's mother answered.
"Oh hello Wallaby! Hoagie is in the workshop. Do you want anything to eat or drink? I have some home made cookies in the kitchen."
"Sure. I'll have some cookies."
Mrs. Gillian led Wallaby into the kitchen. He saw Tommy at the table, eating a cookie with a glass of milk. Wallaby sat down and got a cookie.
"Hey Tommy."
"Hi Wally."
Tommy was eleven years old. He was only two years younger than his brother Hoagie. Tommy is a genius like his brother, but wants to be an astronaut. He was starting to grow out of his baby fat, but he some what looked the same as he always has.
Hoagie's mother gave Wallaby a glass of milk and left the room.
"Tommy," whispered Wallaby after taking a bite of a cookie.
"What?" he asked, drinking his milk.
"Do you know anything about the Kids Next Door?"
Tommy spit out his milk. Wallaby gave him a face.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Tommy said, whipping his mouth.
"Come on Tommy. Tell!"
"Tell what?"
"I know you know something," he glared. "Just so you know, we are all starting to remember. I keep on having dreams! Tell me now, or else I'll tell you with my fist!"
"Whoa, whoa, ok, ok!" said Tommy, waving his hands in defeat. Let's go to my brother's workshop. Someone might hear us," he said with a bit of fear.
Wallaby shrugged.
They finished their cookies and milk and went over to the backyard. They headed over to a huge treehouse and knocked on the front door.
Thirty seconds later, they heard a voice.
"Password."
"Chilidogs," said Wallaby.
Hoagie chuckled and opened the door.
"Hey Wally. Tommy? You're back already?"
"Yeah," said Tommy.
"Where did he go?" asked Wallaby.
"He went to a ca-"
"I went on a," he whispered the last word. "Mission."
"Mission?" laughed Hoagie. "I thought you went to a three-day space camp!"
"I'll explain inside. Wallaby figured out."
Hoagie gave Wallaby a questioning look.
"He knows something about our past."
"Come in!"
Hoagie sat Wallaby and Tommy on the couch.
"Hoagie?" asked Wallaby. "Remember the Kids Next Door?"
Hoagie's face widened.
"Numbuh Four," he pointed his finger to Wallaby. "Numbuh Two," he pointed to himself.
"Hey!" exclaimed Tommy. "I'm Numbuh Two!"
"What?"
"I am Numbuh Two of the Kids Next Door," said Tommy. "Now that you're gone. Mushi is Numbuh Three, now that Kuki is gone."
"So Kuki's sister is a Kids Next Door agent," Wallaby said to himself.
Hoagie looked at his friend, then his brother. "How come you never told me about this before Tommy?"
"You were decommissioned when you were thirteen. We weren't allowed to tell you. Plus, the Delightful Teenagers From Down The Lane said they would kill me if I ever told you."
"The Delightful Children From Down The Lane," Wally and Hoagie said at the same time.
"Oh yeah. Hoagie!" Said Wallaby.
"Hm?"
"We're supposed to meet at Abigail's house tonight. They know more than we do."
"Can I come? Please?" asked Hoagie.
"Sure," said Wallaby. "You seem useful."
Tommy gave a look. "Well I gotta do some Kids Next Door stuff. Bye!"
"Come here at four Tommy."
"Ok!"
Tommy left Hoagie's workshop.
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Hoagie and Wallaby were talking, while Hoagie was working on his latest invention.
"Hey Hoagie."
"Yeah?" said Hoagie, connecting some parts to his machine.
"Promise to keep this to yourself?"
"Sure Wally."
"Well," said Wallaby who started to blush. "I am with Kuki now."
Hoagie looked up from his invention and looked at Wallaby. "Define 'with'?"
"She and I kissed last night."
Hoagie whistled. "You dog! Pulled a move on her eh?"
"Well no. I mean sorta'. I mean…I think we liked each other back when we were in the Kids Next Door. I had a dream about it, which I didn't mention yesterday."
"This is interesting. So you two are finally together. How was the kiss?" he asked, winking.
Wally's eyes sparkled. "Magical…"
"Ah, I know that feeling."
"Ya' do? Who did you kiss?"
"Well, I haven't kissed anyone yet. At least I think. I just know the feeling," Hoagie said nervously.
"Odd."
"Soooo," the junior pilot said smoothly. "You and Kuki gonna start dating?"
"Maybe!" Wally smiled.
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END OF CHAPTER 8!
I won't be updating for a while. I'll be going on a vacation on Saturday and won't be back till August. That's why I didn't leave a cliffhanger thingy. Anyway, please review!
"Morning Son," said his mom, who was writing down her shopping list.
"Mornin' mum," Nigel said poring his milk.
They ate in silence, while the sound of the television was surrounding the room.
"So what are you going to do today Nigel?" asked his mother.
The fact that he was going over Lizzie's house made him cringe.
"Just hanging out with some friends," he lied.
"Oh Nigel," said his mom with happiness in her voice. "You have always been so popular with your friends."
"Really?" he asked, not remembering. "How so?"
"Well, before you were thirteen, you used to be out all of the time. You never came home, only about once a week. You always were in that treehouse of yours, with friends. I never got to know them, but I always knew there were four of them."
'Four friends hmm?' thought Nigel to himself, thinking about Abigail and the others.
"Your treehouse got destroyed some how."
"Tree house?" he asked, dropping his spoon in the bowl.
"Yes. It seemed like such a huge place. It was like your second home. Don't you remember? It was only a year ago that it was gone. It just vanished without a trace."
"No mum," he said, interested at the fact that he learned something new about his past. "I don't."
His mother stared at him with bewilderment. "Well, I have to get shopping. I'll see you tonight Nigel."
With that, she got up and kissed him on his cheek and left the Uno residence.
"Treehouse…"
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A couple of hours later, Nigel went on his bike to ride to Lizzie's house. She told him where she lived numerous times, so Nigel can make a special visit, which he never did. But today, he was going to visit her to get some questions answered.
Nigel Uno rode the city streets. He was not looking forward to his visit. He can imagine her room is filled with various pictures of him. As if she was his personal stalker.
Nigel shivered at the thought.
He got to the residential area. The houses looked similar to each other, and the grass looked greener than usual. The air smelled fresh, and the street sounded dead.
Nigel was riding slowly, thinking of what to say to his stalker.
"Hey!" shouted a voice from Nigel's right side.
It was no other than Abby Lincoln. She looked like she was getting out of her house, with a CD player in her hands.
"Abigail!" he shouted, and then stopped.
Abigail ran over to her friend. "What are you doin' here?"
"I was completing my part of the mission," he said with a sigh.
"Good thing I caught ya'! You don't have to go to that stupid girl's house!"
Nigel smiled.
Just then, Cree came out and leaned against the door. She saw Nigel and Abigail talking, which brought fear.
"Abby!" shouted her sister in a loud whisper. "You and your friend better GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE NOW!"
"Huh?" she asked, from a distance.
"NOW!"
"Oh!" she said with wide eyes. "Come on Nigel," she said grabbing his hand. "I'll tell you about it inside."
He locked his bike and followed Abigail in the house.
"What's this about?" Nigel asked when Abby shut the front door.
"I found out a lot," said Abigail, who looked at her sister.
Cree nodded with approval to tell her friend the truth.
"Sit down. This will take a while."
"Um, all right Abby," said the bald boy.
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"So you're telling me that the Kids Next Door is a super secret organization that we used to be a part of? Cree knew about it and finally told you yesterday? So that explains the treehouse!"
"Treehouse?" asked Abigail.
"Yes. Today, my mum told me that I used to live in a treehouse as if it were my second home. She also said I had four other friends living there as well. I'm starting to remember."
"I remember your treehouse!" exclaimed Cree. "I almost forgot about it."
"And the Delightful Children are still out there to keep us from remembering?" asked Nigel.
"Yes," said Abigail. "But my sister says they are now called the Delightful Teenagers."
"Yeah," said Cree with worry. "Sorry about my tone earlier. I didn't tell you this yesterday Abby, but the Delightful Teenagers threatened to kill me if I told you about your past. It was my agreement when I left. Now that they are teenagers, they have the power to kill. They said they would perform any strategy to kill me. Poison, murder, car accident, anything! You better not let this secret out to anyone else but your friends. Got it?"
"Yeah. We got it."
"Do you know about Lizzie though?" asked Nigel to Cree.
She thought for a while. "Oh yeah! Before I left the Delightful's side, I remember they threatened Lizzie as well. I heard she used to be your girlfriend."
If Nigel were drinking anything, he would have spit it out.
"What?! Girlfriend?!" Nigel and Abigail said in unison.
Cree laughed.
"Oh my god!" exclaimed Nigel with disgust. "How could I? That's just… Whoa."
Abigail gave a nauseated face. "So she knows about your past as well."
"Yeah," said Cree. "Oh yeah. I remember information about Nigel now."
Nigel stared at her. "What information?"
"You were the team leader. Numbuh One."
"I was the leader?" thought Nigel for a bit. "I'm starting to remember!" Nigel laughed. "It's coming to me! Hoagie was Numbuh Two, Kuki was Numbuh Three, Wallaby was Numbuh Four-"
"And Abby was Numbuh Five," she said interrupting him.
"Yeah! Wait till we tell the others!"
"Just don't tell any of your other friends," said Cree. "The enemy will find out and they will come out to kill me."
"We got it. We can tell the others about this tonight in the chatroom."
"No!" exclaimed Cree with fright. "You can't tell them over the internet. The Delightful's can track down your conversation! You don't know how clever these kids are. Tell them all to come here. The Delightful's cannot break-in here. I can make sure!"
"Alright," Nigel said a little tense. "So the Delightful's are that evil?"
"Try remembering kid!" exclaimed Cree.
"Alright, alright. I'll look at the schools phonebook and contact the others."
"Don't worry Nigel," said Abigail. "Here's Abigail's school phonebook. Call them here."
"Thanks Abby," he said, going in the kitchen, looking up their numbers.
Cree and Abigail went into the family room to watch television.
"I see it Abby," winked Cree.
Abby looked at her sister suspiciously. "See what?"
"That look you give him. You're jealous." She chuckled. "You have a crush on Nigel Uno!"
"Abby does not have crushes," she said in her calm tone. "Especially not on Nigel Uno."
Cree smirked. "Whatever you say."
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Ten minutes later, Nigel came in the family room. Cree pressed the mute button on the television, and she and her sister looked up at the bald boy.
"What's the news boss?" asked Abby.
Nigel smirked at the girl. "I called the others. Wally is calling up Hoagie. We will meet up in the evening. Around 5:00."
"Fine by me," said Cree.
"Until then," said Nigel. "Can I stay here for the day?"
"Sure."
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Kuki hung up the phone.
"Nigel must have something serious to say about the Kids Next Door. It kinda' rings a bell," said Kuki to herself.
The front door opened and Kuki's sister entered. Kuki remembered that Wally asked her to ask her sister for information. The black haired girl rushed downstairs to her sister.
Mushi has been very distant throughout the past year that Kuki remembered. She has a some-what bad behavior toward her big sister. She was always gone. Whenever her parents asked where she was, she wouldn't answer. Instead, she would run upstairs and shut the door of her room.
"Mushi!" shouted Kuki, across the room, and ran toward her sister.
"Oh hi," she said in a dead tone.
"Where have you been?"
"None of your concern, TEENAGER!" Mushi said in an acute tone.
"Teenager…what? Mushi!"
"Yeah?!"
"Did I…" she asked with a sad tone. "Did I ever hurt you?"
Mushi looked up at her sister in question.
"Hurt me? Yes! You DID hurt me! You became a teenager!"
"I can't help it. Mushi?"
"Yes Kuki?"
"Have you ever heard of da Kids Next Door?" she asked, remembering what Nigel told her.
Mushi's eyes widened with glee.
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"You were part of da Kids Next Door," said Mushi, happy that her sister knows. "You were Numbuh Three."
"Wally told me about that. He had a dream."
"I remember Wally. Numbuh Four! He loved you!" She started to laugh.
Kuki blushed, thinking about last night.
"But, yeah. I am a part of da Kids Next Door. I am Numbuh Three as well. They gave me dat name because I'm related to you. Dat's why I'm always gone. I'm helping da Kids Next Door."
"Why didn't you tell me dis, Mushi?"
"You got decommissioned and had your memory erased at thirteen. Kids Next Door tried to make sure dat the Delightful Children never got to you, by having us not saying anything about your past. You top five Kids Next Door were da Delightful's worse enemy. Your fwend's brother is on our team. Tommy…Numbuh Two. Hoagie's little brother."
"I'm starting to remember him, but Mushi?"
"Yeah?"
"How come you started hating me?"
She glared. "You're a teenager. Kids Next Door hates teenagers."
"But Mushi! I am a good teenager. I would never do anything to hurt you, or any kids. I would never turn bad!"
"I guess so," she said to herself, with guilt.
"I'm going to Abby's house tonight. Want to come Mushi?"
"Sure!" she exclaimed. "I'm glad we aren't enemies."
"We were never enemies!" exclaimed Kuki.
They gave each other a hug.
"Best fwends!"
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Wallaby hung up his phone. He kept on thinking about his other dream last night.
-----
'Why are we saving someone like Leeky Leona?!'
'Why? WHY?! We are the Kids Next Door! That's what we do. We save kids!'
----------
Wallaby snapped out of it and decided to give his pal Hoagie a visit. He left the house and got on his bike. Wallaby rode for ten minutes until he reached Hoagie's house.
Wallaby locked up his bike and went over to the entrance of the Gillian residence. He rang the doorbell.
In a couple of seconds, Hoagie's mother answered.
"Oh hello Wallaby! Hoagie is in the workshop. Do you want anything to eat or drink? I have some home made cookies in the kitchen."
"Sure. I'll have some cookies."
Mrs. Gillian led Wallaby into the kitchen. He saw Tommy at the table, eating a cookie with a glass of milk. Wallaby sat down and got a cookie.
"Hey Tommy."
"Hi Wally."
Tommy was eleven years old. He was only two years younger than his brother Hoagie. Tommy is a genius like his brother, but wants to be an astronaut. He was starting to grow out of his baby fat, but he some what looked the same as he always has.
Hoagie's mother gave Wallaby a glass of milk and left the room.
"Tommy," whispered Wallaby after taking a bite of a cookie.
"What?" he asked, drinking his milk.
"Do you know anything about the Kids Next Door?"
Tommy spit out his milk. Wallaby gave him a face.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Tommy said, whipping his mouth.
"Come on Tommy. Tell!"
"Tell what?"
"I know you know something," he glared. "Just so you know, we are all starting to remember. I keep on having dreams! Tell me now, or else I'll tell you with my fist!"
"Whoa, whoa, ok, ok!" said Tommy, waving his hands in defeat. Let's go to my brother's workshop. Someone might hear us," he said with a bit of fear.
Wallaby shrugged.
They finished their cookies and milk and went over to the backyard. They headed over to a huge treehouse and knocked on the front door.
Thirty seconds later, they heard a voice.
"Password."
"Chilidogs," said Wallaby.
Hoagie chuckled and opened the door.
"Hey Wally. Tommy? You're back already?"
"Yeah," said Tommy.
"Where did he go?" asked Wallaby.
"He went to a ca-"
"I went on a," he whispered the last word. "Mission."
"Mission?" laughed Hoagie. "I thought you went to a three-day space camp!"
"I'll explain inside. Wallaby figured out."
Hoagie gave Wallaby a questioning look.
"He knows something about our past."
"Come in!"
Hoagie sat Wallaby and Tommy on the couch.
"Hoagie?" asked Wallaby. "Remember the Kids Next Door?"
Hoagie's face widened.
"Numbuh Four," he pointed his finger to Wallaby. "Numbuh Two," he pointed to himself.
"Hey!" exclaimed Tommy. "I'm Numbuh Two!"
"What?"
"I am Numbuh Two of the Kids Next Door," said Tommy. "Now that you're gone. Mushi is Numbuh Three, now that Kuki is gone."
"So Kuki's sister is a Kids Next Door agent," Wallaby said to himself.
Hoagie looked at his friend, then his brother. "How come you never told me about this before Tommy?"
"You were decommissioned when you were thirteen. We weren't allowed to tell you. Plus, the Delightful Teenagers From Down The Lane said they would kill me if I ever told you."
"The Delightful Children From Down The Lane," Wally and Hoagie said at the same time.
"Oh yeah. Hoagie!" Said Wallaby.
"Hm?"
"We're supposed to meet at Abigail's house tonight. They know more than we do."
"Can I come? Please?" asked Hoagie.
"Sure," said Wallaby. "You seem useful."
Tommy gave a look. "Well I gotta do some Kids Next Door stuff. Bye!"
"Come here at four Tommy."
"Ok!"
Tommy left Hoagie's workshop.
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Hoagie and Wallaby were talking, while Hoagie was working on his latest invention.
"Hey Hoagie."
"Yeah?" said Hoagie, connecting some parts to his machine.
"Promise to keep this to yourself?"
"Sure Wally."
"Well," said Wallaby who started to blush. "I am with Kuki now."
Hoagie looked up from his invention and looked at Wallaby. "Define 'with'?"
"She and I kissed last night."
Hoagie whistled. "You dog! Pulled a move on her eh?"
"Well no. I mean sorta'. I mean…I think we liked each other back when we were in the Kids Next Door. I had a dream about it, which I didn't mention yesterday."
"This is interesting. So you two are finally together. How was the kiss?" he asked, winking.
Wally's eyes sparkled. "Magical…"
"Ah, I know that feeling."
"Ya' do? Who did you kiss?"
"Well, I haven't kissed anyone yet. At least I think. I just know the feeling," Hoagie said nervously.
"Odd."
"Soooo," the junior pilot said smoothly. "You and Kuki gonna start dating?"
"Maybe!" Wally smiled.
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END OF CHAPTER 8!
I won't be updating for a while. I'll be going on a vacation on Saturday and won't be back till August. That's why I didn't leave a cliffhanger thingy. Anyway, please review!