Operation: AMBER

by StarfirePhantom

Now with 3 endings! COMPLETE! All Amber Wigglestein and her siblings have ever known is pain, fear, punishment, and withdrawal from the world, thanks to Father. But now, at their darkest hour, she must seek help from the most unlikely people in the world.

10. Morning to Moonbase

Hi! Here's the next chappie! Wow, 10 already.

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almostinsane:I will!

Ginny-Hates-Them: I guess that's how Cree thinks of Abby-very, very tiny.

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Chapter 9: Morning to Moonbase

The KND Treehouse

11 am, Sunday morning

"Batteries to power…"

Sector V was sitting in the MOSQUITTO, waiting for their long trip to the moon. Numbuh 2 was warming up the engines, Numbuh 1 was fiddling with the radio stations, Numbuh 3 was deciding, at the top of her lungs, whether to take her Moon Madness Rainbow Monkey or her Perfect Vacation Rainbow Monkey, Numbuh 4 was covering his ears, and Numbuh 5 was waiting for the long trip to be over.

"Turbines to speed…" Numbuh 1 said, taking his mind off the radio and getting back in his chair. "Aaaaand...LIFTOFF!"

The MOSQUITTO rocketed upward. Soon, the Treehouse became just a small speck, as they broke free of Earth's gravity pull. Several minutes later, the orange-ish 'branches' of the KND Moonbase 'Treehouse' came into view.

"Calling Moonbase, this is Sector V, requesting permission to land," Numbuh 2 said.

"Calling Sector V, this is Numbuh 38. Permission granted." The docking bay opened up, and the MOSQUITTO flew in and landed.

Sector V clamored out of their ship, and looked around. The Moonbase was as amazing as always- hundreds of kids working nonstop to keep it running, several machines zooming around, and, of course, the ultra-cool sliding doors. But right now, the amazing-y-ness wasn't on their minds. What was? Their mission- find the file, prove Amber innocent, save the Delightfuls. That last statement just didn't sound right. But there was only one question…

"Excuse me, Numbuh 409?" Numbuh 1 said, talking to a Hispanic kid with large eyes. "Where are the mission files kept?"

"Fifty-fifth door to the left," he said, without taking his eyes off of the Nintendo Power magazine he was reading. "Ask for Numbuh 165."

"Whatever." They started down the hall. About half an hour later, they came to a door marked 'Record Room'. It slid open, and Sector V went in.

The Record Room was dark. Very dark. There was a bare lightbulb hanging over a large computer, and dim lighting just bright enough so that you could barely see the titles on the cabinets, but that was it. Hundreds of file cabinets and shelves stretched from wall to wall, each containing files on villans, missions, sectors, Numbuhs, and pretty much anything else, all on CD.

"The record room," Numbuh 2 said. "I don't think I've ever been in here."

Numbuh 4 looked around. "Is this another one of those 'library' things?"

"Yes," Numbuh 1 said. "We have to find the files on all missions concerning Father, and pick out the one we need."

"I wouldn't do that," Numbuh 5 said.

"Why not?"

"Look." On the far right, there were at least 4 separate cabinets, all with the word 'Father' on them. There was a separate cabinet marked 'Delightful Dorks' right next to it.

"Well then, we should find Numbuh 165 then. OH NUMBUH 165!"

There was no movement for a second, then a small operative- even smaller than Numbuh 4- came out from the shadows. "Are…you talking to me?" he said.

"Are there any more Numbuh 165s around?" Numbuh 3 said.

"Don't think so. Anyway, what do you need to find?"

"Okay, we need to find files of all missions involving Father in the year 1998," Numbuh 1 said. "We'll thumb through them manually."

"Okay, wait a sec." He got a HUGE ladder from the shadows and propped it up against a shelf. He climbed it, and pulled out a CD case. He climbed back down and handed the case to Numbuh 1.

"On this CD, you'll find information on all missions involving Father in 1998. Of course, if you want more, they have directions to the disc with more info."

"Thanks, Numbuh 165," Numbuh 1 said. Numbuh 165 smiled and walked back into the shadows.

Sector V walked up to the large computer. Numbuh 2 inserted the CD into the slot, and the machine booted up. "Accessing files," A computerized voice said. "Keywords: Father, missions, 1998, all. 68 results."

Links to the information were on the screen. They were sorted alphabetically by mission name. "Ah man," Numbuh 2 said, "How are we going to get through all of these names by lunch?"

"We work hard," Numbuh 1 said. "Kids Next Door- research!"

Baioo-SP