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-looks at fingers-

which is the same number as the amount of band-aids on my fingers!

If there are a lot of typos and obvious misspellings in the chapter,I blame the band-aids.

And if not the band-aids…then Iblame late-night television.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own the KND. But I do own a box of sugar cubes, which I am eating (and getting all over my key board) right now as I write this.

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Wally awoke the next morning, much to his complete and utter happiness, at 6:30; considerably later than he had been waking up the past couple of days. He eased into a sitting poison, waiting for his vision to become clear. He blinked a few times, and discovered that, for whatever reason, he must have fallen asleep on the couch last night.

Wally swung his legs off the couch and onto the floor with a soft 'thud,' and stared out the window at the rising sun. He dragged his feet over to the stair case and, too tired to walk, carefully seating himself on the railing, eyes still half-open. He past numerous floors until he reached the ground floor of the tree house, and, as he realized at the very last second, the end of the railing. He flew off the railing into the wall, head first. He quickly jerked away from the wall (which now had a small dent in it) only to have a wave of pain jolt through his head and neck.

He rubbed the back of his neck slowly, trying to ease the pain. He got to his feet and turned on his heal toward the trap door that contained a rope ladder- his favorite method of exiting the tree house, next to climbing.

He found the hinged door on the floor beneath him and swung it open, giving him a clear view of the grass surrounding the tree house- and the top of Numbah Five's head.

He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things. When he realized he wasn't, he eased a stiff leg through the door and onto the first step. When he was about half way down the ladder (Abby still hadn't noticed him), he yelled, "Oy! Abby! Whatcha doin' up so early?"

Abby jerked her head up, her hand automatically moved to her waist (where a small 2 x 4 weapon hung from a very thin rope belt) and relaxed when she saw that it was Wally. "Numbah Five was about ta ask you da same question."

Wally slid down the remainder of the rope ladder (the sore, pink streaks across his hands told him that he had given himself rope burn) and sighed.

"Y'know what, Numbah Five?" Wally asked thoughtfully after there was a long pause between them, "Ah jus' noticed somethin'."

"Yeah?" Abby asked, shifting her gaze off of the sunrise and onto Wally, "Wah's dat?"

"Yeh're always awake in the mornin's when Ah can't sleep."

"Yeh know what, Numbah Four? Numbah Five t'inks yo right."

"Whoiy is that?" Wally asked quietly, turning his gaze to the sunrise.

"Cos Numbah Five can't sleep, jus' like you."

Wally turned to Abby and asked, "You know Numbah One real well, roight?" Abby nodded. "So uh…can Ah ask yeh somethin' 'bout him?"

"Sho', I geuz." Abby said slowly, raising a questioning eyebrow.

"Whoiy did he freak yestaday when he saw moiy…uh…accident?"

Abby thought for a moment before saying quietly, "Ya'll know tha' Nigel's used ta bein' in control o' everythang. He's always got everythin' figured out and unda his controll. So when somethin uncontrollable like yo magic comes up, he jus' don' know what ta do o' how ta act."

Numbah Four blinked a few times, stupidly. "Ah'm sorry….what?"

Abby sighed. "He can't controll it, so he's afraid of it."

"Ooooh." Wally whispered softly. "That makes sense." Another pause. "Want some waffles? Ah think Ah'm gonna make some. An' maybe some bacon, too."

"No, Numbah Five's fine. Numbah Five's always fine. Durnin' all dose times you asked me fo' breakfast, did it eva occur ta you dat I don' eat anything in the mornin'?"

"Uh…was that a no?" Wally asked, confused.

"Yes."

"But…yeh just said yes."

"…About sayin' no."

"So yeh're sayin' 'yes' about 'no'?"

"Yes."

"An' yeh just said yes."

"Yes."

"Yes to breakfast?"

"No- yes abou' no."

"Wait- so yeh said no, then yeh said yes 'bout sayin' no, then yeh said yes to saying no, an' then yeh said no ta breakfast, but yes to no an'….Ah'm goin' ta get some food before mah head explodes."

Numbah Five chuckled as Wally walked turned and made his way back up the ladder. "You do dat, Numbah Four." And when he was out of ear shot she added, "Dang, he really is da dumb one."

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Oh, I had fun writing this chappie! but BOY, Numbah Five dialogues are hard. Australian is easier to type than…er…Numbah-Five-language.

5: Yo' a foo', jack.

4: -reads text- Whaddaya mean, Australian is easy! It took me years ta learn ta talk lioke this!

me: o.0

1: Well, 'British' isn't a walk at the beach, either!

me: um guys…? why are you here…?

5, 4, & 1: SHUT UP!

2: Do I have an accent?

all: -silence-

2: O.O whaaat!

anyhoo, sorry it's so short, and I apologize for the lack of 3&4 fluff.Some stuff about numbah one needed to be said, and who better to say it than Numbah Five? ButI'm saving allda GOOD flufffor -dum da da DUM- CHAPPIE SIX: THE FLUFF-A-GANZA!

-does a happydance-

so you're gonna have ta wait.

wubb, cracker jack