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It was no wonder why Mrs. Beatles hadn't been able to find her son. Sector-V had been called to the moonbase for a progress report and mission logs. Numbuh 4 was being yelled at for the umpteenth time that day by Numbuh 86 for all of his disgraceful spelling mistakes.
Brrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
He pulled out his communicator, "Yeah?"
"Wallabee, yeh careless caterwailin' cuckoo! Guess who 'as the do yer babbysittin' fer yeh because yeh wos too forgetful to wotch yer own liddle babby brother!" It was Winnie, another furious female scolding him for his own blunders.
Wally sighed, "Sor-ry, Oi thought yeh loiked wotchin' Joey."
"Oi do," Winnie huffed, "but it's why Oi 'ave the do this that angers meh, yeh clumsy cock!"
Her cousin on the other line grunted, "'ow was Oi s'pose the know that Joey needed sittin' tehday?"
"Well in the future, troi the be the one yer mum choses the wotch 'im." She sniffed.
"Foine, bye."
"Good day."
It took a few more hours to get everything done at the moonbase. It had been a bunch of boring, tedious work they all had to sort out. Sector-V now boarded their craft and took their seats. Numbuh 4 took his spot next to Numbuh 3.
"Numbuh 4, who called you earlier today?" Numbuh 3 asked.
"Wi-er-Numbuh 7 wos complainin' that Oi should be more responsible fer Joey. Moi mum gave 'er Joey the wotch cuz s'e couldn't foind meh," Numbuh 4 explained. "Oi'd betteh go ovuh an' see if s'e needs any 'elp."
Later…
Wally knocked on his cousin's door. He waited a few minutes but no one answered. He knocked harder, no response. He pushed on it and it swung open. Strange, Winnie was always careful about locking both doors when she was home alone.
Numbuh 4 looked inside and gasped at the scene.
Paintings hung tilted on the walls, tables had been turned over, chairs lay on their backs. There was no doubt a fight had taken place here. He felt a terrible feeling enter his stomach.
He explored around the house some more, all of it in the same condition.
"Winnie?" he cried out, "Joey?"
He stepped into Winnie's room, which was far messier than it usually was. He sat down on the bed. Who could have done this? He lied down and heard a crumpling noise. He sat back up and tried to find the source. It was a small piece of parchment with a neatly written message on it. It read:
Your mad cousin and baby brother are with me. Show up at your pool fast, or these two get it!
-4
Shock, anger, and fear were all etched on Numbuh 4's face. He ran downstairs and out of the house to get help.
Me: I need a few suggestions, what does –4 want? I'm not quite sure.