CHAPTER 4
"Where Are You Now?"
June 24 2002
Dear Diary,
We have arrived to our new house. It's totally awesome here! Everything is so cool! Like they say, Home, Sweet Home!
Home, Sweet Home my butt! It's totally stupid here! Everything is so dumb! I've decided to call this place, "Home, Sour Home".
Joey's crying. YES, he's on my side! But Mum and Dad will never even THINK of going back to Cleveland!
Our house is right next to the Indian Ocean. Dad calls it our NEW pool! There's no way I'll be able to turn that all into sand! Thanks for ruining my life, ocean!
Mum thinks I should take swimming lessons! Have I mentioned I hate water, woman? She needs to spend more time with her children!
What? Say that louder, Mum! I'M TAKING SWIMMING LESSONS? I'LL DROWN BEFORE I SWIM ONE LAP! NOOOOOOO!
Must…drown…in…misery… Can't write anymore. Still in shock. Write later. Bye…
From, Wallabee Beatles
A.K.A. Girl-Boy
Kuki's POV:
I really miss Numbuh 4. He's only been gone for 4 days, and I cracked on day one! It's not the same around here without him. Everyone's depressed: Numbuh 1 isn't as serious about going on missions, Numbuh 2 isn't eating much, Numbuh 5 won't listen to her music, or read magazines, AND I'M NOT PLAYING WITH MY RAINBOW MONKEYS! It's just like there's no meaning here now that Numbuh 4's gone. So what do we do? We talk about the good times we had with Numbuh 4.
Today, we decided to make a memorial for Numbuh 4. We're outside right now with his item of our memory, one of his orange hoodie sweatshirts. I nailed it onto the tree on the side of the treehouse, the side where Chubbo's grave is, so everyone in the neighborhood could see.
A bunch of people are coming! Why? I guess they're just curious about what we're doing. We're letting them watch. We want everyone to know we have lost a friend. Of course he's not dead, but it's just so we can remember him and never let him go.
I'm about to start my speech, and people are crying. I guess they don't know he's still alive. But I'm crying too, and so are my friends.
"People!" I yelled. "It is time for the memorial to begin! And now, I shall recite my speech: He was the smallest one of us, but he had the biggest heart. He made mistakes, but he always tried to do the right thing. I can still see him running around the treehouse, sniff, acting he was so big and tough. WAAAAHH!"
I had to cry! I miss him so much.
"I'm sorry," I said. "I am ready to continue the speech: Even though our friend has not left the Earth, he has left this continent. And he is so far away, that each of our heartstrings have broken away form him. So we have made this memorial for him, so each of us can remember him."
I opened my eyes to find that only my team and myself were still here.
"I guess they expected a funeral," I said. I nailed my speech to the tree, and we went inside before it started raining.
"Alright, team," said Numbuh 1. "Let's get into our rooms and do something." So we did that. Numbuh 1 went into his room, Numbuh 2 went into his room, and Numbuh 5 went into her room. Me? I went into Numbuh 4's room.
When I opened the door, I found Mushi on the floor playing with his action figures!
"MUSHI!" I yelled. It startled her. "What are you doing? Numbuh 4 wouldn't have liked this!"
"I'm sorry," she said. "I just wanted to see why action figures are so cool to boys."
"It's okay," I said. "C'mon, let's go onto his balcony."
I know everything about his room! If you press this little button on the bottom of the fourth step on his ladder, a door appears that leads to his balcony! I also know that if you press this tiny button on the air vent, you can see my entire room, but if anyone goes into my room, he/she can't see his room! I know that if you turn the knob on his door, some sort of new 2x4-technology thing punches you. If you turn on his air conditioning, it opens into where he keeps all his action figures and comic books! Mushi found out about that one. Well, that's everything about his room! Believe me, we tried.
I pressed the button on the bottom of the fourth step on his ladder, and the door appeared. We opened the door and walked onto the balcony, to feel a slight breeze blow across our faces.
"I knew you'd be here,"
We turned around to find Numbuh 5 smiling at us.
"Wasn't it supposed to rain tonight,"
"I know, Numbuh 5," I said. "But while we can, why don't we look at the stars?"
"Okay," said Numbuh 5.
"Fine with me," said Mushi. So we gazed at the stars.
Wallabee's Diary:
June 24, 2002
Dear Diary,
It's official: I'm taking swimming lessons. I already know when my lessons are. Well, at least I'll be able to swim. And someday, when I move back to Cleveland, I'll impress Numbuh 3 by showing her how well I swim! Yes!
But right now, I really miss her. I want to find a way to contact her.
I know! I'll concentrate really hard, and try to send a message through the stars! It'll totally work! I saw it on TV.
Need to concentrate, write later. Bye!
From, Wallabee Beatles
A.K.A. Girl-Boy
Kuki's POV:
"Kuki?" asked Mushi.
"Yeah?" I said.
"What does that look like?" she asked, pointing to a bunch of stars in the shape of Numbuh 4's face!
"Numbuh 4's face," I said silently.
"And that one?" she said, pointing again.
"Numbuh 4's head," I said.
"Kuki!" yelled Mushi. "Look at that pair of stars!"
I looked and I saw a message from Numbuh 4, in the stars! It read: Dear Kuki, I miss you so much. It's horrible here, and Mum's making me take swimming lessons! We live right next to the Indian Ocean! There is no way I can turn that all into sand! What I really want to talk about is when I was about to tell you something. The boat-driver pulled me away, but you jumped onto the boat. I was about to tell you it, but the boat-driver threw you off the boat, and into the water. I yelled what it was to you, but you couldn't hear me. So now I am here to tell you it: I, I love y-you, Kuki. I've been trying to tell you forever, but I was too chicken. I hope that you love me too. From, Wallabee Beatles.
"Awww," said Numbuh 5 and Mushi.
That was so sweet! I got to tell him that I love him too! Concentrating, concentrating…
Wallabee's Diary:
June 24, 2002
Dear Diary,
It worked! I looked up and I saw my message! I just hope she saw it…
WHOA! She did! She did! She saw my message! She wrote this in the sky: Dear Wallabee, I miss you too. Today we made a memorial for you. Other people came, but they thought it was a funeral, so they left. Right now, Mushi, Numbuh 5, and I are on your secret balcony! Please come home. Love, Kuki Beatles (Sanban)
She wants to marry me! For real! Cool! Concentrating…
From, Wallabee Beatles
A.K.A. Girl-Boy
Kuki's POV:
I hope he got my message. If I got his, doesn't that mean he should get mine?
HE DID! He got it! He got it! This is what he wrote: Dear Kuki, I wish I could come home, too. I miss you. Love, Wallabee Beatles.
I put my head down, in misery of him not being here.
I have an idea!
"Numbuh 5!" I startled her. "Get my KND communicator!"
"Why?" she asked.
"I have an idea," I said.
She got my communicator.
"Now, contact Numbuh 4 on it!"
"Okay,"
RING, RING, RING!
"Give someone a heart-attack, why don't you?"
"Wally," I said. "Be quiet. There's something I have to let you know."
"What?" he asked.
"Shh!" Mushi shushed him. "She's gonna sing!"
" Calling out your name, your face is everywhere,
I'm reaching out to you, to find that you're not there.
I wake up every night, to see the state I'm in,
It's like that in the sky, I never seem to win.
I can't go on, as long as I believe,
Can't let go, when I keep wondering,
Where are you now?
What have you found?
Where is your heart, when I'm not around?
Where are you now?
You gotta let me know, oh baby,
So I can let you go.
I can hear your voice, the ring of yesterday.
It seems so close to me, but yet, so far away.
I should let it out, to see what left of me,
And close the doors of doubt, revive my dignity."
" But I can't go on, as long I believe," Kuki and Abby sang.
" As long as I believe," Mushi sang.
"Can't let go, when I keep wondering," sang Kuki and Abby.
" Oh yeah," Kuki sang.
"Where are you now?
What have you found?
Where is your heart, when I'm not around?
Where are you now?
You gotta let me know, oh baby,
So I can let you go," they all sang.
Then they heard a musical interlude, "Do do, do do, do do do do do do do do, do do do do do do do,"
"I should let it out," Kuki sang.
"Ooh," Mushi and Abby sang.
"It's time to let you go!" Kuki sang.
"Aah…" Mushi and Abby sang.
"Oh baby, I just wanna know," Kuki sang.
" Where are you now?" Mushi and Abby sang.
"You now!" Kuki sang.
" What have you found?" Mushi and Abby sang.
" Ehh.." Kuki sang.
"Where is your heart," Mushi and Abby sang.
"Where is your heart," Kuki sang.
"When I'm not around?" Mushi and Abby sang.
"I'm not around!" Kuki sang.
"Where are you now? You gotta let me know," Mushi and Abby sang.
"You gotta let me know!" Kuki sang.
" Oh baby, so I can let you go," they all sang.
"Where are you now?" Mushi and Abby sang.
"Where are you now?" Kuki sang.
"What have you found?" Mushi and Abby sang.
"What have you found?" Kuki sang.
"Where is your heart," Mushi and Abby sang.
"Where is your heart," Kuki sang.
"When I'm not around?" Mushi and Abby sang.
" When I'm not around?" Kuki sang.
"Where are you now?" Mushi and Abby sang.
"Where are you now?" Kuki sang.
"You gotta let me know, oh baby," Mushi and Abby sang.
"You gotta let me know!" Kuki sang.
"So I can let you go." they all sang.
"Kuki, don't let me go," said Numbuh 4, after the song. "I will find a way to be with you. No matter how long it takes. Just remember I love you, and that will never be taken away."
"I know," I said. "Talk tomorrow."
"I'll be counting the minutes!" he said.
"Bye,"
"Bye,"
I ended the call.
"C'mon everyone," I said. "Let's get to bed." And we did.
(A/N: Whew! That took me days to do with all the homework! I'll try to update faster if I can. Bye!)