Disclaimer: I don't own Codename: Kids Next Door or any of its mentioned characters.
Author's Note: I think this chapter is also kind of short... sorry I couldn't make it any longer. But there's going to be a chapter longer than most, and maybe it'll be the next one... I can't guarantee it, though. Please R&R, thanks for the reviews from the last chapter!

Operation: S.E.E.K.O.U.T.
Seeing
Eiji
Enables
Knowledge
Of
Uncongenial
Trauma

It was Day Two of Numbuh Three being temporarily gone. That meant five more days until she was back. Right?

Wally twisted and turned from his boxing ring bed, unable to close his eyes. Each time he tried to squeeze them shut, they would immediately open back up. One more minute... just one more cruddy minute, Numbuh Four told himself, counting down until it was his cue to wake up and have breakfast with the rest of the Kids Next Door.

Three... two... one...

"Finally!"

Wally stood straight up, quickly got dressed in his usual clothes... you know, that orange hooded sweater and those jeans of his. Then, as if breakfast was his only source of life, he rushed down the hallway and arrived at the breakfast table before any of the others.

Numbuh Four set up the table with whatever he could find in the refrigerator and cupboards for breakfast before taking a seat at the table.

A couple of minutes later, Abigail came in, still in her robe. "Whoa," she said, gazing at the breakfast prepared right in front of her, "Numbuh Five wants to know... did you do this?"

"Why, yes I did!" Wally proudly exclaimed.

"Good morning, Numbuh Four," Hoagie entered, "Good morning, Numbuh Five."

"Hey Numbuh Two--check it out," said Abby, motioning for him to come closer to the breakfast table, "It seems Numbuh Four finally bought himself some batteries this mornin'!"

Numbuh Two leaned over to see what Numbuh Five was talking about, and began to laugh along with Abby.

Wally rolled his eyes and covered his ears with his hands. Not again..., he thought. But as soon as he noticed them settling down to eat their cereal, Numbuh Four let go of his ears and began to eat peacefully as well.

He picked up the spoon and shoved the mixture of milk and cornflakes into his mouth.

There was quite a period of silence until Hoagie interrupted. "So, Numbuh Four, what'd you do all this for?"

Wally looked up from his breakfast, gazing at Hoagie suspiciously. What did he care, anyway?

"Nothin'," he responded.

Abby stopped munching on her cereal and took a look at Wally. "Yeh right... you obviously did this for some reason. Numbuh Five just knows it."

Again! Why in cruddy tarnation do they have to care?, Wally demanded in his thoughts. He pretended to be aloof, anyway, and turned back to his cereal bowl.

"Wotevah."

Nigel walked in, already smelling the scent of cereal around the room. He gazed at the table, noticing a bowl settled on top of it just for him. "Thank you, team," Numbuh One told the group, "I know I certainly deserve it, yet I appreciate all the gratitude, since I unconditionally led you through that extreme, top secret--"

"Actually, Numbuh One, we didn't do this," Hoagie disclosed. "Numbuh Four did."

Abby nodded in agreement.

"Oh," Nigel blushed. "Well, Numbuh Four, I appreciate your kindness. Is there anything you want in particular?"

Numbuh Four raised his eyebrows. Then, he gradually lowered them down. "No... why would I?"

"Because you've done something out of the ordinary this morning," Numbuh One responded.

Wally glared at him. But slowly, he began to soften his glare.

"Well, actually," he began to say, "There is something I'd like to know..."

"You want to know where Numbuh Three's house is," Nigel interrupted, "don't you?"

"What?!" Wally half-shouted. How could Numbuh One say such a thing when (a) he didn't even finish his thoughts, (b) that was probably not what he had in mind, and (c) uh... what did he know, anyway?

"The hidden cameras in the treehouse caught you on tape," Nigel explained.

Wally blushed. Right, the hidden cameras! How could he have forgotten?

"Ooh... Wally likes--ow!" Hoagie was poked in the ribs by Abby. "What was that for?"

She gave Hoagie a quiet-down-and-let-me-do-da-talking look. Then, she shifted her gaze at Wally.

"Numbuh Four, would you care to explain why your face is all red?" asked Abby.

Wally's eyes widened, so he shook his head to prevent any shades of red coming back to settle on his cheeks. "Eh... well... for your information, I was only blushing because I, uh... I... I have chicken pox! Yeh!"

Nigel, Hoagie, and Abby almost exploded insanely with laughter. "Sure...," said Abby sarcastically.

Nigel let his gaze settle on Wally, trying to figure out what he truly wanted, as he stroke his chin in contemplation. "Hmm...," he expressed.

"What is it, Numbuh One?" Hoagie wanted to know.

Nigel raised his index finger to gesture an idea. "Well, I was thinking if Numbuh Four really wants to see Numbuh Three... then, perhaps, we could give him a little mission of his own."

Abby and Hoagie looked amused, adjusting a small smirk on their faces.

"Now, Numbuh Four, we all know that this is Numbuh Three's ultimate vacation, and you can't spoil anything for her," Nigel explained, "So what I'm going to have you do is spy on her. That's what you wanted to do all along, am I right? Well, you're going to need this."

Wally watched as Nigel handed him some of the Kids Next Door weaponry; S.P.Y.K.I.T. (Super Peeking on You Kould Insert Trouble) and S.I.L.E.N.T.S. (Shoe Is Literally Entitled Neatly To Silence).

Numbuh Four gulped. Was Nigel serious?

"Just don't bother her, or spy on her too much, if you know what I mean," Nigel added, "You have until midnight, so take your time, all right?"

Wally was still shocked. He narrowed his eyes at Numbuh One... he still didn't know whether he was serious or not.

"Now go."

Numbuh Four looked around at Hoagie and Abby's expressions. They were all unreadable, yet they seemed to share the same look that reflected Nigel's order to him.

"A-are you sure, Numbuh One?" Wally asked once again.

"Yes, I am sure, if that's what you want," answered Nigel.

Wally began to stand up from the breakfast table. He looked at everyone's faces, urging him to go on... did Wally really want to do this? Did he really want to spy on Kuki?

What if she found out about this? Or... what if Nigel and Hoagie and Abby were actually just setting him up? Why was everyone acting so strange all of a sudden?

Maybe he shouldn't go...

But then again, he felt like he sort of needed to.

transmission interrupted/