Me: Hello once again and welcome to the fanfic Winnimeo. If you're reading this you are on chapter 9 (duh)!

4: Winnie doesn't own any of the operatives 1-5 or any you have seen on the show. All she owns are the characters she made up, well, the real names anyway.

Me: One last thing, my neopets account is kndkidsnextdoor, support the Maraquans in the war! Anyway…moving on.

9. To The Rescue

Numbuh 4 sat on Numbuh 3's bedside, comforting her while he had the time. Numbuh 3 enjoyed his company very much.

Numbuh 2 called out, "They stole one of the S.K.Y.C.L.A.W.s No matter, the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. is all ready to go, c'mon Numbuh 4!"

Numbuh 4 snatched up Winnie's cap and was about to leave when he was stopped.

"Wally?"

Numbuh 4 turned around to see Numbuh 3 holding onto his hoodie.

"Yes?"

"I'll miss you."

Numbuh 4 turned to face her bed, "Same 'ere."

Numbuh 3 sat up and hugged him lovingly. Numbuh 4 quickly returned it.

"Don't worry, Kuki, Ah'll be foine. Nex' toime Ah see ya, all the Cadets will be with me, you'll see. We'll all be back soon as possible, Ah promise."

He pat her back and laid her gently back on the bed.

"Naow rest, you'll need it if'n ya evuh want to fuly 'eal yerself."

Numbuh 3 reluctantly tried to.

Numbuh 4 sighed. He reached into his pocket and took out a sterling silver earcuff. It had two diamond-shaped dark red jewels and a heart-shaped one at the end dangling from the cuff. He put it on Numbuh 3's ear. "When Winnie was performin', she left me to look after 'er earrin's and earcuff. Ah think it will be looked after better by you whoile Ah'm gone." He deposited two silver hoop earrings on Numbuh 3's infirmary nightstand.

She smiled sweetly, "Don't worry Numbuh Four! I'll make sure nothing happens to them."

Numbuh 4 smiled back, "Fer naow, rest up an' get a good noight's sleep. Ah'll see ya soon!"

"Bye Numbuh Four! Be careful!"

Numbuh 4 had chose for his weapon his sword. He sat miserably in the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. while Numbuh 2 plotted. Numbuh 5 came up to Numbuh 4. "Don't worry, Numbuh 3'll be fine."

Numbuh 4 looked lugubriously back at her. "It's not jus' that. Ah jus' can't imagine what's 'appenin' ter Winnie. Ah'm really worried."

Numbuh 5 understood very well. She wasn't exactly sure what was happening to Carmen either. "Winnie'll be fine. She's a warrior just like you are."

That enlightened him slightly.

"Ah'll make sure those teens wish they'd nevuh messed with us that noight!"

Rain struck down through every bush, bramble, and tree. Both slaves and slavers were soaked to the bone. Chip Gilligan slipped back in the slick mud, crashing into Winnie, sending the whole line falling like a row of dominos.

Ayessur ran up to them, swinging her whip viciously. "Get up now! On yer feet, tripper!"

Winnie pulled Chip out of the way from the blows that were aimed at him. Emmett helped shove Chip up off the ground onto his feet.

"Thanks, Emmett me matey," Winnie said.

The redhead shook rainwater from his bushy mane, "Listen here, don't let the running chain trip you. Hold enough in your hands so you have enough room to move and don't let the line drag. Pass this info to the others."

Winnie gladly passed the tip on. It helped quite a lot. But Winnie was on her last nerve with Shia Sanban. She was constantly whining and complaining. "Why am I being kept as a slave and forced to march through these torrents?" she asked her self. "What have I done to deserve this torture? I'm all soaked and muddy. When will they let us sleep? I'm so tired!"

Winnie's last nerve snapped. "Oh, would ya jus' shut it. Shia!" She roared furiously. "You 'ave done nothin' since you woke but wail, complain, and give me a 'eadache!"

Chipmunk Zaskun Gilligan interrupted the ill-tempered girl. "Winnie, don't yell at Shia like that."

Winifred Virginia Toruwhäteo Beatles yanked the chain in rage. "Well 'ow should Ah talk to 'er? She's being such a big crybaby!"

"If you ever wish to be a respected KND agent like Wally, you'll have to treat your fellow operatives nicer." Chip stated. "Maybe you are tough enough to withstand this but Shia isn't. So, you are in no position to snap at her."

Winnie stood dumbstruck. Chip was right, but that did not give him the right to lecture her in front of everyone. She would have struck back if 30c hadn't come along with a cane and an evil grin.

"C'mon ya bunch of lollygaggers, mush! Be strong like Winifred, since, of course, she's the one to thank for all of this. To think you'd be in a safe, warm bed in the treehouse if it weren't for Winnie the squirt."

Stan rolled his eyes like everyone else. He dodged under a whippy branch and let it knock 30c head over heels into the mud.

The traitor operative jumped up, "Clever aren't you?" he said in his most odious voice. "Let me tell you some cheerful news. Cree an' I took care of Luna and Shia's dozy cousin, Numbuh 3. Did quite the number on her, probably dead."

Despite the heavy chains and manacles, both Luna and, surprisingly, Shia leapt, dragging the others along. They were upon 30c, throwing their fists, teeth, and feet heavily upon him.

Luna withdrew a titanium spork and began stabbing him with it. "You double crossing little twit!"

Shia joined Luna by taking off her pink scarf and trying to strangle him with it. "We'll make you pay dearly for that!"

Cree, Sackdroll, and several other slavers bounded into the battlefield, maliciously whipping the profoundly enraged Luna and Shia, trying to pull them off 30c. Winnie, Emmett, Chip, Stan, and Carmen dashed into the fight, madly scratching and shoving.

But, in seconds, it was over, and the slavers won. Cree prodded Winnie's throat with a cane.

"You were the one who started this, troublr maker. I'll teach you not to start a fight from nothing."

In the mud, 30c tried to stop the blood flowing from numerous places on his body while trying to regain breath. He pointed at Shia and Luna.

"They started it! I wazzen doin' nothin' when they tried to…"

The masked teen whipped 30c's outstretched hand, "Shut up and get up before I chain you with these others!"