Operation: A.C.T.I.O.N.

All

Children

Try

Intimidating

Oblivious

Nerds

Sorry about the short length of the first chapter, it looked longer in the document! .' Let me remind you that flames and mocking are unacceptable and will get a very bad punishment.

"Is this the place?" Numbuh 7 closely examined her map to find the location on KND headquarters Sector V.

"Well duh! What a nimrod!" Numbuh 10 rolled her eyes and backhanded Numbuh 7. She started crying.

"That really hurt! T.T" Numbuh 7 scratched her head where she felt the throbbing. "How do you know this is the right place anyway?"

"Not to be the obvious one here, but maybe, just maybe, it's because THERE'S FUCKING KND PAINTED ALL OVER IT!" Numbuh 1113 lost it. They had been traveling for quite a while and a few certain operatives have anger issues. They came all the way from southern Kansas with nothing but a few supplies and the clothes on their backs.

"Are any of the girls hot in this sector?" Numbuh 82 blushed and drooled in a daze. Nobody answered him, but he got plenty of blank stares and a couple of eye rolls to match. Silence fell over the group.

"Um, do you like orange juice? I think it's quite tasty. Does anyone like orange juice!" Numbuh 7 hated it when Numbuh 82 got all pervy and dazed. It was very awkward and everyone knew that he liked her. You just gotta love her little random fits.

Numbuh 10 cautiously knocked on the front door of the Uno household.

"Is Numbuh 1 home?" She looked up at what was obviously Numbuh 1's dad. The strange looking adult scratched the tip of his nose and signaled the four into the house.

"He is in his tree house with some friends. He's quite popular. Always with friends, 'fighting adult teirony'. He has to get tired after a while. No matter, this way!" The man led them to a long ladder leading up to the tree house. It looked like a long way up, but they quickly climbed into the headquarters one by one.

"Greetings, Sector J57." Numbuh 1 adjusted his sunglasses and put his arms behind his back.

"Sup!" Numbuh 7 held out her hand. "C'mon, don't leave me hangin'" Numbuh 1 hesitantly gave her a high five and returned to his original position. Numbuh 7 brushed off her pink cheerleader skirt and smiled.

"Gee, Numbuh 7, you sure look a lot like Numbuh 4!" Numbuh 3 giggles and placed her hand over her mouth.

"She does not! I don't look anything like that cruddy pink-wearin' girly-girl!" Numbuh 4 jumped and scolded Numbuh 3.

"Do too."

"Do not!"

"Do too.

"Do not!"

"Do too."

"DO NOT!"

"OKAY! That's enough!" Numbuh 1 popped a vein in his forehead.

"You see, the ting about that is-" Numbuh 7 was cut off by Numbuh 1"

"So, you are J57's sector leaduh?"

"Yes. Erika Hett, Numbuh 7, undercover operative and leaduh of the greatest sector in the Midwest!"

"Impressive. Who's the 2x4 operative of your sector?" Numbuh 2 clearly wanted a little assistance on his projects while they were here.

"That would be me." Numbuh 10 raised her hand. "Emily Bea- I mean Schmidt."

"Good save, Em!" Numbuh 7 playfully elbowed Numbuh 10.

"So, what about you, Numbuh 1113" Numbuh 1 was getting quite interested in what the team had to say.

"I am Angel Forestwilder. I am co-leaduh and I keep mission files for Sector J57. Don't bother asking about Jake over there, he is just a regular operative." Numbuh 1113 laughed at the glaring Numbuh 82. Numbuh 10 rolled her eyes.

"So, what brings you to Sector V?" Numbuh 2 paced in a circle around the group.

"We are helping you guard the Code Module. Of course this is the last place anyone would guess to find it, but now that Father knows, I don't see why they can't just take it back up to moon base." Numbuh 7 ran her fingers through one of her blonde pigtails. She is such a girl it isn't even funny.

"I don't know about y'all, but Numbuh 5's goin' to her room for some relaxing time." Numbuh 5 headed off to her room, but no one really paid any attention.