KND: Run
R- Running away
U- Undeniably
N- Necessary
Dedication(s): To everyone who had reviewed chapters 1 and 2 of this fic. I also want to take this opportunity to thank all those who reviewed 'Repercussion' chapter3-PPG's (and the previous chapters too). I am thanking you all for supporting me and please continue to do so. Your opinions mean a lot to me and I can both your praises and criticisms to improve and continue to write great fan fiction for you all to read. I also want to thank all those who sent me support while I was banned, especially Sweet Cherry Kisses and Raven A. Star. I thank you all. Now on to my fic. Please review when you're finished (if you can't at the moment please do so at another time).
Chapter3: What the HELL is going to HAPPEN NEXT!
"#5 just refuses to believe this," #5 said slowly as her eyes widened.
"No, no, no, no, NO!" Wally cried angrily as he took his back pack and flung it to the ground, "he can't be dead," he said angrily his voice loosing his its volume, "not like this," he said in a disbelieving whisper as he looked down at the ashes blowing by his feet in the cool evening breeze.
"They burned him out," #5 said in belief as she continued to stare at the large pile of ash that used to be the Gilligan family's home, "so what happened to the rest of his family #4," she asked as she turned to him looking like she had lost all idea of where she was, "they were having a big family get-together," she continued, "Hoagie had told us that so many of his relatives would be there that there were sleeping bags on the top and bottom of the stairs for some of them to sleep in," she said to #4 still looking lost to the world.
"What do you think," #4 responded his voice low and very emotional, "they're dead Abigail a.k.a. #5 of the Kids Next Door," he said his voice rising along with his erratic emotions, "all of them including 12yr. old Lisa Mogul a.k.a. #465 of the Elite KND Spy Corps," he said his voice now starting to crack as tears formed in his eyes, "Hoagie's family had the biggest get together and those evil adults used it as the perfect opportunity to slaughter them!" he cried, his eyes glistening with tears.
"I can almost see it," #5 said suddenly as took a step right into the ashes, "they had to find a way to seal them all in the house," #5 stated, "there had to be many of them, not the 3 to 9 people that came after us," #5 listed slowly, "they had to use a guise to get in quickly since knock out gas wouldn't necessarily knock out all of them and would cause a panic," she continued as she tried to figure out what had happened that night.
"Listen to YOU!" #4 cried suddenly as she twirled #5 around so that she faced him, "do you think that this is some sick drama or horror movie!" he demanded angrily as he pointed at the burnt house, "our friend #2 Hoagie Gilligan might be DEAD!" he cried angrily as he glared into her nearly glazed over eyes, "don't you realize that!" he cried as he grabbed her and shook her forcefully.
"He's dead #4," #5 said bluntly, "the whole place is burnt to the ground," she stated as she looked at #4 her voice becoming firm and eyes small, "and I don't think that you saw what #5 saw," she said as she grabbed his head and directed his vision towards something lying among the ashes.
It was a skull.
"Good God!" #4 cried as he jumped back when he saw the skull, "what the hell is that!" he dried as he pointed at it.
"It's a skull #4," #5 responded, "and for all we know," she said with great trepidation, "it could be Hoagie's skull."
#4 stood stock-still. He couldn't believe that #5 had that. She had obviously lost all hope. But he'll never do that, not for Hoagie. Not for the safety of the KND.
"So," #4 said suddenly as he turned to #5 and look directly into her eyes, "you believe that Hoagie's dead," he said slowly as he nodded to himself, "well I don't," he said as he pointed to himself, "and I refuse to give up," he said almost softly but with great determination, "and if you can't do that," he stated frankly, "then I think that we should path ways #5," #4 said simply as he slowly walked away from her backwards, "I think that we should part ways," he said as he turned around and walked towards his bag.
"Wait #4," #5 said as she went after him, "#5's sorry if she upset you," she said as she neared him as he put on his back pack, "but how can you believe that Hoagie's still alive?" she asked him, "I barely got out of my house alive and I'm certain that how you got out alive was 'no piece of cake' either," she said frankly, "I'm sorry #4," she said regretfully, "but I just can't see it #4, I just can't," she said as she sat down right in front of Hoagie's destroyed home.
"#5," #4 said without turning around to face her, "do you know what it is like to wonder if someone important to you is still alive?" he asked her suddenly as she stared forward, "and to never know that if you went to check or tried to find out," he continued, "if you might have found them alive, even for a few seconds," he said his voice growing softer and softer, "believe me #5," he said as he turned to her, "it would be worth it to find try and find them," he said, "dead or alive, it would be worth it."
"And what if you never found them again or found out that they were dead?" #5 asked him as she looked at him immobile standing frame, "would you still really think that it was worth it?" she asked.
"Yes #5," #4 responded honestly as he turned to face #5, "it would be worth it," he said as he came to kneel in front of her, "every minute, second and breath used to toil and search," he said his face barely an inch away from hers, "would be worth it," he said and he slowly moved back and rose to his feet.
#5 watched him as he dusted off his pants. He had changed in his clothes earlier that day in an alley. She had to wait behind a nearby dumpster as she watched the low wall to ensure that no one could surprise them with an attack. She remembered hearing seeing #4 wincing a several times as they walked before he changed clothes. Even though he had only winced twice since changing into a pair of grey sweat pants and his usual orange hoodie, she still worried about him and wondered how long he had been running when he had first found her because her neighbourhood was not near by his house.
Then #4 noticed it. Something was carved into a nearby oak tree. He walked towards it and beckoned #5 to follow him. When they reached the tree they saw what the writing was. It was '#2'.
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"Come on Mushi," #3 said urgently as she pulled her reluctant sister along, "We have to get to headquarters and get some supplies," she said as she tried to pull her sister from a light post that she had just grabbed unto, "and maybe even get the KND to send help for Mom," she added as she continued to struggle trying to separate Mushi's clinging body from the light post.
"They'll help Mama?" Mushi asked cheerily, "Yah!" she cried happily as she released the grip that she had on the pole and clapped her sleeve covered hands together, "Kuki, we can help Mama!" she cried happily.
But when Mushi released her grip; Kuki who was now pulling with all of her strength, was flung back into a mail box. She still had a strong grip on Mushi, who stopped talking when she realized what had happened to her older sister.
"Kuki?" Mushi asked as she shook her sister's shoulders as Kuki's hand started loosing their strong grip around Mushi's waist.
"Wake up Kuki!" Mushi cried her voice filled with panic as her eyes filled with tears.
Kuki moaned as she raised one of hands to the back of aching head.
"Hello little girl," Kuki said in a cherry but slurred little voice, "What's your name?"
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Nigel sat quietly at headquarters. It was night time now and he could hear the night life all around him. But Nigel was not interested in any of that. He had been listening to the tape in the tape recorder for nearly six hours straight (he had arrived at the KND headquarters at 1:30 pm and it's now 8:15pm) and he still couldn't believe the horror that he was hearing each time he played it.
*Richard the Slasher was trained by the C.I.A. But Mom on the tape that he was so young and that she couldn't believe how much he had advanced when she heard about it from a 'mutual friend'. He must not be too old now. I still remember hearing her blood curling screams and that freakazoid of a boy (boy with helmet from DCFDTL) starting to speak to my mother after she was brutally stabbed and barely alive. But the boy suddenly cut short his conversation and said to my dying mother 'You don't want Nigie to hear what I have to say, do you?' he had asked my mother in a sweet voice that was totally eerie and freaky to me (Nigel). Then I heard no more because he clicked the stop button the tape. *
Nigel suddenly broke down into tears again. But this time he picked up the tape recorder and rewinded it to just before the DCFDTL boy stopped the recording. After that part passed Nigel pressed stop. Then he pressed record.
"Nigel Uno here," Nigel croaked, "I am the leader of the KND in this area and son of the deceased Mrs. Cornelia Brown and still living Mr. Michael Brown," he said.
"So far I only know that I had been targeted and #4 and #5 have been attacked," Nigel continued, "I called both their homes under an assumed name and faked that I was an adult relative," he said in a monotone voice, "I got similar answers from police and investigators who were at both agents homes," he said, "the parents for both agents were found brutally murdered and their young child had escaped (#4 & #5)."
"They told me that even teenager Cree was attacked," Nigel stated, "this surprised me of course, but maybe there is more to that situation than meets the eye," he said, "I just hope that #2 and #3 and their families are all right," he said with little hope in his voice and facial expression, "because every time that I tried to call #2's house a computerized operator told me 'Sorry but this phone is out of order. Please call back later when it's hopefully repaired. Sorry for any inconvenience caused. Have a Nice Day.'" He said sounding slightly annoyed, "and #3's home phone has been out for nearly a week now after her father had tried to fix something and knocked both phone lines and electricity for nearly nine blocks of homes (#3's house still had electricity though)," he said and sighed.
"Please be alright you guys, especially operatives #4 and #5," Nigel said softly, almost prayer like, "you are the only ones who never went on a trip or had a larger family gathering," he said regretfully, "I know that Wally especially must feel torn apart inside since #5 had told me several months ago about #4's father's concern and waning about him being a member of the Kids Next Door," he said shaking his head, "the whole thing seemed so farfetched that I simply raised an eyebrow as #5 told me the details," he said as he slowly started to wring his hands, "now I feel so guilty," he added more to himself than towards the recording tape recorder.
"I remember what I did after wards," Nigel said softly, "I laughed my head off," he said and sighed as he started to play with his shoe laces, "I laughed my head off at something that has now separated the KND and even killed some of my member's loved ones," he said as he rose to his feel and walked towards an opened window in the KND tree house, "Great Job Nigel," Nigel said sarcastically as he looked into the beautiful night, "you've practically ended your own KND and closest friend's lives," he said as he turned away from the window and sank to the floor, "you've let down your team mates and your best friends," he said his voice cracking as he was on the verge of crying again, "they might all or soon be dead because of you, the leader of this KND," he sad as he started to sob heavily, his head between his knees.
"Nigel!" a female voice with surprise and urgency as he heard foot steps running towards him, "are you alright?"
Nigel looked up to see a concerned Kuki standing over him as Mushi hid behind her. But now Mushi stuck her head out to peek at Nigel, her curious eyes filled with concern.
"#3!" Nigel cried happily as he jumped to his feet and hugged her tightly, "you've come back alive!" he cried happily as he hugged her even tighter.
"OWWW!" #3 shrieked and pushed Nigel, who flew across the room and into a near by wall.
"W- Wh- What kind of welcome is THAT!" Nigel cried angrily as he rubbed his aching head, "someone would have thought that I had tried to MAUL YOU, not welcome you BACK!" he cried furiously at her.
"MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE SOMEONE HAS ALREADY MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS MAULED!" Kuki cried angrily at Nigel as she glared at a retreating Mushi, "Mushi made me slam into a Titanium Mail Box and caused me to momentarily loose my memory," she explained.
"Oh," Nigel responded and got up still wincing, "Well I hope you are both okay and that nothing bad has happened to any of your friend or relatives," he said formally.
Kuki looked down at her black sneakers with green ankle socks. She was wearing a sleeveless purple turtle neck top, knee length black pleated skirt, her hair was in a ponytail with a purple clip and she also had on some beaded bracelets on her hands (purple on one hand, green on the other). Mushi sniffled as she rubbed her eyes with her sleeve covered hands. She was wearing a long sleeved purple jacket over a sleeveless baby blue shirt, purple shorts, red ankle socks with white sneakers and her hair was braided and held back by a yellow clip.
"We'd rather not talk about it," Kuki responded softly as she pulled her non-resisting sister with her to her bedroom at the headquarters.
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"#5 are you sure that the message #2 left in the tree meant this neighbourhood?" #4 asked almost incredulously, "most of the villains that we fight LIVE HERE!" he cried using hand gestures for emphasis.
"#5 is SURE!" #5 cried angrily at #4, "that the billionth time you've asked me that and this is the billionth time that I've answered!" she cried, "now SHUT UP!" she cried right in his face and stormed off.
#4 who stood there wide eyed for a moment. Then his face became dark and angry. But he followed #5 quietly without saying another word.
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"There now isn't that better," a female voice asked kindly as she wrapped fresh bandages around Hoagie's waist, "bet you thought that your mother was crazy by telling you to come to me," she said with a slight chuckle, "now you know that I don't hate kids," she said and nodded for extra affirmation.
"I just hate it when they refuse to eat enough food," Grandma Stuffum stated as she fixed the covers on a weak Hoagie who could only smiled weakly at her statement, "no kid is too plump I say," she chanted, "No, not too plump at all!"
End of Chapter3- Read and Review!!!!
Oooooooooo, bet I surprised you with that ending didn't I? Sorry about it taking so long. Writer's block, Assignments, personal stuff and so on. ANYWAYZ!
Chapter4: Finding Hoagie and OTHER Problems.
#4 and #5 find Hoagie and find out details of how he escaped. #1 and #3 wont be alone with each other (plus Mushi) for long. Other children loose loved ones and KND Major Headquarters gets involved in my fic. Oh and #5 will soon hold a certain DCFDTL hostage! STAY TUNED!!!!
PLEASE: If anyone knows the name of the little black girl who came to the DCFDTL Birthday party; the one who turns into the big fat pimply Teenager when angry, PLEASE TELL ME!!!! (I might even read and review a story for YOU!)
R- Running away
U- Undeniably
N- Necessary
Dedication(s): To everyone who had reviewed chapters 1 and 2 of this fic. I also want to take this opportunity to thank all those who reviewed 'Repercussion' chapter3-PPG's (and the previous chapters too). I am thanking you all for supporting me and please continue to do so. Your opinions mean a lot to me and I can both your praises and criticisms to improve and continue to write great fan fiction for you all to read. I also want to thank all those who sent me support while I was banned, especially Sweet Cherry Kisses and Raven A. Star. I thank you all. Now on to my fic. Please review when you're finished (if you can't at the moment please do so at another time).
Chapter3: What the HELL is going to HAPPEN NEXT!
"#5 just refuses to believe this," #5 said slowly as her eyes widened.
"No, no, no, no, NO!" Wally cried angrily as he took his back pack and flung it to the ground, "he can't be dead," he said angrily his voice loosing his its volume, "not like this," he said in a disbelieving whisper as he looked down at the ashes blowing by his feet in the cool evening breeze.
"They burned him out," #5 said in belief as she continued to stare at the large pile of ash that used to be the Gilligan family's home, "so what happened to the rest of his family #4," she asked as she turned to him looking like she had lost all idea of where she was, "they were having a big family get-together," she continued, "Hoagie had told us that so many of his relatives would be there that there were sleeping bags on the top and bottom of the stairs for some of them to sleep in," she said to #4 still looking lost to the world.
"What do you think," #4 responded his voice low and very emotional, "they're dead Abigail a.k.a. #5 of the Kids Next Door," he said his voice rising along with his erratic emotions, "all of them including 12yr. old Lisa Mogul a.k.a. #465 of the Elite KND Spy Corps," he said his voice now starting to crack as tears formed in his eyes, "Hoagie's family had the biggest get together and those evil adults used it as the perfect opportunity to slaughter them!" he cried, his eyes glistening with tears.
"I can almost see it," #5 said suddenly as took a step right into the ashes, "they had to find a way to seal them all in the house," #5 stated, "there had to be many of them, not the 3 to 9 people that came after us," #5 listed slowly, "they had to use a guise to get in quickly since knock out gas wouldn't necessarily knock out all of them and would cause a panic," she continued as she tried to figure out what had happened that night.
"Listen to YOU!" #4 cried suddenly as she twirled #5 around so that she faced him, "do you think that this is some sick drama or horror movie!" he demanded angrily as he pointed at the burnt house, "our friend #2 Hoagie Gilligan might be DEAD!" he cried angrily as he glared into her nearly glazed over eyes, "don't you realize that!" he cried as he grabbed her and shook her forcefully.
"He's dead #4," #5 said bluntly, "the whole place is burnt to the ground," she stated as she looked at #4 her voice becoming firm and eyes small, "and I don't think that you saw what #5 saw," she said as she grabbed his head and directed his vision towards something lying among the ashes.
It was a skull.
"Good God!" #4 cried as he jumped back when he saw the skull, "what the hell is that!" he dried as he pointed at it.
"It's a skull #4," #5 responded, "and for all we know," she said with great trepidation, "it could be Hoagie's skull."
#4 stood stock-still. He couldn't believe that #5 had that. She had obviously lost all hope. But he'll never do that, not for Hoagie. Not for the safety of the KND.
"So," #4 said suddenly as he turned to #5 and look directly into her eyes, "you believe that Hoagie's dead," he said slowly as he nodded to himself, "well I don't," he said as he pointed to himself, "and I refuse to give up," he said almost softly but with great determination, "and if you can't do that," he stated frankly, "then I think that we should path ways #5," #4 said simply as he slowly walked away from her backwards, "I think that we should part ways," he said as he turned around and walked towards his bag.
"Wait #4," #5 said as she went after him, "#5's sorry if she upset you," she said as she neared him as he put on his back pack, "but how can you believe that Hoagie's still alive?" she asked him, "I barely got out of my house alive and I'm certain that how you got out alive was 'no piece of cake' either," she said frankly, "I'm sorry #4," she said regretfully, "but I just can't see it #4, I just can't," she said as she sat down right in front of Hoagie's destroyed home.
"#5," #4 said without turning around to face her, "do you know what it is like to wonder if someone important to you is still alive?" he asked her suddenly as she stared forward, "and to never know that if you went to check or tried to find out," he continued, "if you might have found them alive, even for a few seconds," he said his voice growing softer and softer, "believe me #5," he said as he turned to her, "it would be worth it to find try and find them," he said, "dead or alive, it would be worth it."
"And what if you never found them again or found out that they were dead?" #5 asked him as she looked at him immobile standing frame, "would you still really think that it was worth it?" she asked.
"Yes #5," #4 responded honestly as he turned to face #5, "it would be worth it," he said as he came to kneel in front of her, "every minute, second and breath used to toil and search," he said his face barely an inch away from hers, "would be worth it," he said and he slowly moved back and rose to his feet.
#5 watched him as he dusted off his pants. He had changed in his clothes earlier that day in an alley. She had to wait behind a nearby dumpster as she watched the low wall to ensure that no one could surprise them with an attack. She remembered hearing seeing #4 wincing a several times as they walked before he changed clothes. Even though he had only winced twice since changing into a pair of grey sweat pants and his usual orange hoodie, she still worried about him and wondered how long he had been running when he had first found her because her neighbourhood was not near by his house.
Then #4 noticed it. Something was carved into a nearby oak tree. He walked towards it and beckoned #5 to follow him. When they reached the tree they saw what the writing was. It was '#2'.
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"Come on Mushi," #3 said urgently as she pulled her reluctant sister along, "We have to get to headquarters and get some supplies," she said as she tried to pull her sister from a light post that she had just grabbed unto, "and maybe even get the KND to send help for Mom," she added as she continued to struggle trying to separate Mushi's clinging body from the light post.
"They'll help Mama?" Mushi asked cheerily, "Yah!" she cried happily as she released the grip that she had on the pole and clapped her sleeve covered hands together, "Kuki, we can help Mama!" she cried happily.
But when Mushi released her grip; Kuki who was now pulling with all of her strength, was flung back into a mail box. She still had a strong grip on Mushi, who stopped talking when she realized what had happened to her older sister.
"Kuki?" Mushi asked as she shook her sister's shoulders as Kuki's hand started loosing their strong grip around Mushi's waist.
"Wake up Kuki!" Mushi cried her voice filled with panic as her eyes filled with tears.
Kuki moaned as she raised one of hands to the back of aching head.
"Hello little girl," Kuki said in a cherry but slurred little voice, "What's your name?"
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Nigel sat quietly at headquarters. It was night time now and he could hear the night life all around him. But Nigel was not interested in any of that. He had been listening to the tape in the tape recorder for nearly six hours straight (he had arrived at the KND headquarters at 1:30 pm and it's now 8:15pm) and he still couldn't believe the horror that he was hearing each time he played it.
*Richard the Slasher was trained by the C.I.A. But Mom on the tape that he was so young and that she couldn't believe how much he had advanced when she heard about it from a 'mutual friend'. He must not be too old now. I still remember hearing her blood curling screams and that freakazoid of a boy (boy with helmet from DCFDTL) starting to speak to my mother after she was brutally stabbed and barely alive. But the boy suddenly cut short his conversation and said to my dying mother 'You don't want Nigie to hear what I have to say, do you?' he had asked my mother in a sweet voice that was totally eerie and freaky to me (Nigel). Then I heard no more because he clicked the stop button the tape. *
Nigel suddenly broke down into tears again. But this time he picked up the tape recorder and rewinded it to just before the DCFDTL boy stopped the recording. After that part passed Nigel pressed stop. Then he pressed record.
"Nigel Uno here," Nigel croaked, "I am the leader of the KND in this area and son of the deceased Mrs. Cornelia Brown and still living Mr. Michael Brown," he said.
"So far I only know that I had been targeted and #4 and #5 have been attacked," Nigel continued, "I called both their homes under an assumed name and faked that I was an adult relative," he said in a monotone voice, "I got similar answers from police and investigators who were at both agents homes," he said, "the parents for both agents were found brutally murdered and their young child had escaped (#4 & #5)."
"They told me that even teenager Cree was attacked," Nigel stated, "this surprised me of course, but maybe there is more to that situation than meets the eye," he said, "I just hope that #2 and #3 and their families are all right," he said with little hope in his voice and facial expression, "because every time that I tried to call #2's house a computerized operator told me 'Sorry but this phone is out of order. Please call back later when it's hopefully repaired. Sorry for any inconvenience caused. Have a Nice Day.'" He said sounding slightly annoyed, "and #3's home phone has been out for nearly a week now after her father had tried to fix something and knocked both phone lines and electricity for nearly nine blocks of homes (#3's house still had electricity though)," he said and sighed.
"Please be alright you guys, especially operatives #4 and #5," Nigel said softly, almost prayer like, "you are the only ones who never went on a trip or had a larger family gathering," he said regretfully, "I know that Wally especially must feel torn apart inside since #5 had told me several months ago about #4's father's concern and waning about him being a member of the Kids Next Door," he said shaking his head, "the whole thing seemed so farfetched that I simply raised an eyebrow as #5 told me the details," he said as he slowly started to wring his hands, "now I feel so guilty," he added more to himself than towards the recording tape recorder.
"I remember what I did after wards," Nigel said softly, "I laughed my head off," he said and sighed as he started to play with his shoe laces, "I laughed my head off at something that has now separated the KND and even killed some of my member's loved ones," he said as he rose to his feel and walked towards an opened window in the KND tree house, "Great Job Nigel," Nigel said sarcastically as he looked into the beautiful night, "you've practically ended your own KND and closest friend's lives," he said as he turned away from the window and sank to the floor, "you've let down your team mates and your best friends," he said his voice cracking as he was on the verge of crying again, "they might all or soon be dead because of you, the leader of this KND," he sad as he started to sob heavily, his head between his knees.
"Nigel!" a female voice with surprise and urgency as he heard foot steps running towards him, "are you alright?"
Nigel looked up to see a concerned Kuki standing over him as Mushi hid behind her. But now Mushi stuck her head out to peek at Nigel, her curious eyes filled with concern.
"#3!" Nigel cried happily as he jumped to his feet and hugged her tightly, "you've come back alive!" he cried happily as he hugged her even tighter.
"OWWW!" #3 shrieked and pushed Nigel, who flew across the room and into a near by wall.
"W- Wh- What kind of welcome is THAT!" Nigel cried angrily as he rubbed his aching head, "someone would have thought that I had tried to MAUL YOU, not welcome you BACK!" he cried furiously at her.
"MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE SOMEONE HAS ALREADY MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS MAULED!" Kuki cried angrily at Nigel as she glared at a retreating Mushi, "Mushi made me slam into a Titanium Mail Box and caused me to momentarily loose my memory," she explained.
"Oh," Nigel responded and got up still wincing, "Well I hope you are both okay and that nothing bad has happened to any of your friend or relatives," he said formally.
Kuki looked down at her black sneakers with green ankle socks. She was wearing a sleeveless purple turtle neck top, knee length black pleated skirt, her hair was in a ponytail with a purple clip and she also had on some beaded bracelets on her hands (purple on one hand, green on the other). Mushi sniffled as she rubbed her eyes with her sleeve covered hands. She was wearing a long sleeved purple jacket over a sleeveless baby blue shirt, purple shorts, red ankle socks with white sneakers and her hair was braided and held back by a yellow clip.
"We'd rather not talk about it," Kuki responded softly as she pulled her non-resisting sister with her to her bedroom at the headquarters.
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"#5 are you sure that the message #2 left in the tree meant this neighbourhood?" #4 asked almost incredulously, "most of the villains that we fight LIVE HERE!" he cried using hand gestures for emphasis.
"#5 is SURE!" #5 cried angrily at #4, "that the billionth time you've asked me that and this is the billionth time that I've answered!" she cried, "now SHUT UP!" she cried right in his face and stormed off.
#4 who stood there wide eyed for a moment. Then his face became dark and angry. But he followed #5 quietly without saying another word.
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"There now isn't that better," a female voice asked kindly as she wrapped fresh bandages around Hoagie's waist, "bet you thought that your mother was crazy by telling you to come to me," she said with a slight chuckle, "now you know that I don't hate kids," she said and nodded for extra affirmation.
"I just hate it when they refuse to eat enough food," Grandma Stuffum stated as she fixed the covers on a weak Hoagie who could only smiled weakly at her statement, "no kid is too plump I say," she chanted, "No, not too plump at all!"
End of Chapter3- Read and Review!!!!
Oooooooooo, bet I surprised you with that ending didn't I? Sorry about it taking so long. Writer's block, Assignments, personal stuff and so on. ANYWAYZ!
Chapter4: Finding Hoagie and OTHER Problems.
#4 and #5 find Hoagie and find out details of how he escaped. #1 and #3 wont be alone with each other (plus Mushi) for long. Other children loose loved ones and KND Major Headquarters gets involved in my fic. Oh and #5 will soon hold a certain DCFDTL hostage! STAY TUNED!!!!
PLEASE: If anyone knows the name of the little black girl who came to the DCFDTL Birthday party; the one who turns into the big fat pimply Teenager when angry, PLEASE TELL ME!!!! (I might even read and review a story for YOU!)