A/n: This ish my first ficcy eva...and... hmm..Oh yeah, ENJOY THE STORY!

This ficcy is 3/4, and I'm still wondering if I should put 5/1 together or 5/2...

If you like it, PWEASE LEAVE REVIEWS:P

(A/N:) Me, shoving my evil butt into the story.

'blah blah blah' a character's thoughts.

skipping to other places or fast foward :D.

Desclaimer: No duh KND isn't mine, but sooper delicious bubble gums are:D (CUZ I SAID SO!)

Dandelion

By

PiggyBank

Chapter 1: Wish

It was a light breezy night, quite bright from the pouring milky moonlight. Leaves playing Merry-Go-Round, little flowers smiling ever so broadly, and highlited fireflies soundlessly flut- wait, this was totally the opposite sight compared to the thoughts of a certian frowning Aussie.

"Wut a cruddy day,"

We should all agree that this particular day was very "cruddy" for Numbuh Four.

'There was no missions today, more soda-spraying hamstas, decomissioning day's nea', and worst of all, no Numbuh Three tonoight! Wha- wut in tha CRUD am ah thinkin'! Ohhh...Ah just wish ah had somethin' to do...' thought the blonde.

Numbuh Three had gone home for that day. She had to spend some "quality time" with her family since she was always away (treehouse). Sure everone thought Numbuh Three as a "down-right-annoying," but when tht happy-go-lucky girl wasn't around to brighten the day, something big- HUGE seemed to be missing, like an applepie withought the apples. For Wallabee Beetles, it was like that. To him, Numbuh Three was sometime annoying as crud (but somehow he felt attracted to this girly), but today was boring as crud since she wasn't around to cheer him up from the grumpiness- or "cwanky wanky" as she would call it.

The 12-year-old Numbuh Four was walking along the sidewalk of the neighborhood, deep in thought. He came to a stop as he sat on a grassy hill, filled with sawying dandelions. He picked at the grass, thinking about the decomissioning day. Every bit of memory will be lost. All the memories of hard work and good times. Even the memories of...her.

Numbuh Four grasped the sides of his hair with both hands with fraustration, which had only slight effect of the mushroom style. It was longer now. His charming (A/N: but CWANKY! ;;) forest green eyes stilled showed through the gaps of the cute messy bangs that hung around his forhead.

'Numbuh Eighy-six splits my ears in two every time ah see heh (her)! Why does she need to yell at everyone she sees! And.. ah'll beh the second one t' go.. wa (why) does it need to beh this woay? Crud it oll!' - he picked up a dandelion. It seemed to be dancing to the bid of the wind- 'Ah just wish everyone in ma team'll rememba everythin' even afta the decomissioning...' He inhaled and blew at the dandelion just for the heck of it. The "afro" flower was now bald, not a single seed on it (A/N: just like Numbuh One :).

Numbuh Four watched the seeds dance rythmically across the air in a peaceful manner until some kind of cloth covered his eyes, blocking his view... (oOoOoOh)

"Ahhhh!" he yelled a very "Numbuh Four yell."

Sorry that was sooooo shorts!

In the next chapter, it'll be much longer:D

Mi hopes you liked it it was much of an intro though.. .

It didn't have much things in it, but pwease continue readin'!

R&R c ya l8erz --V

I see London I see France, I see Wally's undapants!