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Redo
Everything;
Wally
Is
Now
Dead
Wally woke up groggily and pushed his blond hair out of his eyes carelessly. 'I'm forgetting something important,' he thought, then dismissed it. It was probably something trivial, like homework or a test or something.
He pulled on clean clothes and entered the 'living room' of the tree house. It was empty.
"Hey guys, where are you?" He called out. No reply. "C'mon now, this ain't funny."
Still no one responded, which meant one thing. They weren't here.
"Great! They probably went on a mission and left me." He exited the tree house and headed in a random direction when he saw the hearse.
'Who died?' he wondered, hoping it wasn't anyone he knew.
His curiosity caused him to follow it. He had to know who was in it.
He followed it to the funeral home where he saw . . .
"What are you doing here?" he asked his friends, who all looked grief stricken and teary. "Is it someone you know?"
No one replied. It was if Numbuh 4 wasn't even there.
"Stop ignoring me!" He shrieked.
Still no one made any sign that they noticed him.
Kuki opened her mouth and began to speak. "I didn't think he'd actually do it. When I saw him hold up the gun, I thought it was a toy. Then when he shot him, and all the blood and . . ." She broke off into heavy sobs. "We could have saved him, you know? I could have done something. Then he'd still be here. God, I-I loved him." She gasped for breath as the other members, while crying themselves, attempted to console her.
'See, she loved someone else. Not you. Never you. Loser. Look how hard she's crying for this guy you don't even know because he died. If you died, she'd probably throw a party or something. You wouldn't even have a tea party with her, and she's going through the death of the guy she loved. Sick freak! Console her, you jerk!' the voice in Wally's head shrieked.
"Um, Kuki, look . . ." He didn't finish, which wouldn't have mattered anyway since she was completely ignoring him.
"I want to see him," she made up her mind and approached the open casket. Wally followed, wanting to see the boy Kuki was crying so hard for.
She cryed over his body and ran out of the funeral home, tears streaming down her face. Wally looked at the corpse and gasped.
The boy had a waxy look to his skin, as if he were a manikin. His blonde hair covered his eyes.
Numbuh 4 read the name WALLABEE BEATLES written on a program of the funeral.