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A/N: I'm so happy about my reviews. You guys are too nice! And just a friendly warning – this chapter contains a lot of 3/4 fluff! Hope you'll enjoy it anyway.

Cruddy Diary

Chapter 3

June 27th

1:35 p.m.: It's raining… Bah! That means we can't go to the beach or anything! We're stuck here, without any cool missions at all. Whatever happened to the evil adults trying to rule the world? Without them, we're jobless. Okay, so it's a good thing that we're actually improving the world with our warnings and all, but it's still very boring to me.

Numbuh 2 has an upset stomach today. Humph, that means he doesn't wanna play video games with me… Well, he did eat a lot of candy and stuff last night, so no wonder his stomach is freaking out! Just think of all the stuff that kids stuffs down his throat! I mean, he even beats me, and I'm known for eating almost anything! Unless it's vegetables! I HATE vegetables! That's not even food! It's… mush!

Oh, I almost forgot! Annual KND Dance coming up (in a week, actually, to celebrate 4th of July), and this year it's our turn to host it. Err, I don't know how we're possibly going to pull it through, but I know that we'll do our best to make it work. Numbuh 1's not too happy about hosting it, and neither am I. The rest of them are majorly excited about it! Well, we've gotta do it anyways, because it's tradition, and this year it's our sector's turn. Numbuh 362 warned us about it.

Okay, I have no problem with going to a dance, because I usually like that. But I don't like to decorate and host the whole thing. And besides, I'm not very fond of wearing nice clothes. I'll probably just wear my jeans again with a nice jacket or something. That's what I usually want to wear.

Hmm, I'm in a certain mood that I can't describe right now… It's like I want to do something a little less ordinary. I feel… evil! I wanna go do something fun, like bug Numbuh 5 or scare Numbuh 2 or snoop around in Numbuh 3's room. Mwhahaha! I'm curious about what it was that she was hiding behind her back when I entered her room yesterday. She seemed so… secret… Of course that's going to leave me wondering what it might have been that she didn't want me, her friend and team mate, to see.

…

4:00 p.m.:We just had a meeting about this whole Annual Dance thing. I'm in charge of the food, obviously… Numbuh 1 muttered something about not wanting to leave the food to Numbuh 2, because of some certain reasons. Numbuh 2's in charge of ordering a DJ and doormen instead, so we won't end up having cruddy teenagers crash our party. Numbuh 3 and Numbuh 5 are in charge of all decoration planning on both the inside and the outside of the Treehouse, plus decoration it all. Numbuh 1's in charge of all other planning, like invitations, programs and so on. We're all gonna work on planning the programs together, though. Numbuh 1's the one that'll work the hardest on it. Kinda… Well, I wasn't paying attention when he said it, so yeah…

Anyway, so I'm in charge of the food..! That's bizarre! I never get such a big responsibility. I usually get to take care of something like cleaning the floors or something more annoying. I'll be planning food, ordering food, and making sure food is delivered. Heh, don't worry, I won't be the one making it. Then I'll make sure there's food at all time throughout the party. Yeah, I can do that, no problem! Well, I have a feeling I'll start planning something big, and then just end up ordering pizzas…

Speaking of pizza, I'm hungry! Hope we'll eat something soon.

…

June 28th

Kuki's angry with me… I don't think I said anything wrong, she just got all pissed off.

Here's what happened:

I walked into the kitchen to get a glass of lemonade, when Kuki was sitting by the table with a notebook and one of her stupid Rainbow Dorkies.

"Hi, Wally!" she chimed with a very cheerful voice, as always. She smiled at me and held her notebook up high. "What do you think of a Rainbow Monkey theme? I thought it would be so pretty if we decorated the entire Treehouse in Rainbow Monkey style!"

"What?" I exclaimed, knowing that I'd heard something about decorations and Rainbow Monkeys, and that was enough to make me freak out! "You must be completely mad! We can't use that crud! We're not inviting preschoolers to our party, Kuki!"

"What are you talking about?" she asked, frowning at me. "Rainbow Monkeys aren't just for preschool kids, they're for everyone! And besides, I'm not in preschool, but I still love them."

"That's because you're missing half your brain, girly!"

…oh, now I see… This is why she's mad at me… Hmmm… Oops…

"I am not, you big meanie!" she said, sounding rather grumpy.

"Are too! How did you possibly end up with this job? You couldn't decorate anything if your life depended on it!"

Silence. She stared at me with a hurt look on her face, tears welling up in her eyes.

Uh-oh, here we go…

She began to cry.

I just stood there for a few seconds, not knowing what to do. I felt guilty about it, I really did. Then I walked over to her. "L-listen, Kuki… I'm sorry. I didn't mean it… I -…"

"Then why did you say it?" she interrupted, sniffing and wiping a tear of her cheek.

I opened my mouth to answer, but I really didn't know what to say. At some point, I guess I was about to say; "Because I like you, but I didn't want you to know…" Hmmm… I'm losing it! I just kept glaring at her sheepishly. The words got stuck in my throat, and I rubbed the back of my neck, suddenly avoiding eye contact. Did it seem suspicious?

She wiped her eyes and started to concentrate about her notebook instead. She was obviously upset with me enough already. As if she wanted to know why I had suddenly said what I'd said!

"I'm just sorry," I muttered after a while.

"Go away," she ordered with an irritated voice.

"What? What did I do?" I exclaimed. "I said I was sorry! Jeez, cut me some slack, would ya!"

"Go away!" she repeated, sounding angrier this time. "I have to work on the decoration. You're just in the way. And you're stupid."

"Wow, harsh words!" I muttered sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "But fine, I'll go. Good luck with the decoration; you'll need it!" With that said I turned around and started to cross the room to get to the door. I suddenly got hit by something in the back. It didn't hurt, but I was still surprised by it. I turned around to see Kuki's eyes burning with anger at me. She had hurled her Rainbow Monkey at me. I quickly exited the room, not wanting her to totally freak out. She's scary when she does that…

Alright, I admit… It's partly my fault she's mad at me. Mostly my fault… Okay, so it's entirely my fault! Whatever! It's not like she'll start holding a grudge against me because of that little conversation. Err, argument… It will be forgotten by dinnertime.

I wonder… why… err, I keep saying stuff like that to her. Is it because I don't want her to suspect anything? Well, she is quite… what's the word? Oblivious? Yeah, that's it. So I really don't think she'll suspect anything even if I freaking hugged her! …About that, should I hug her at the dance? Hmm, I still don't want her to know… but I kinda want to hug her anyway… Aargh!

Well, I suppose I have to get back to planning the food and stuff now. What kind of food would people like to eat at this dance? Pizza? No! Pizza is out of the question! Be original, Wally! Okay, so how about… pizza rolls? Crud, I haven't even had this job for 24 hours, and I already suck at it!

Okay, a quick list over possible food:

1. Pizza… (aw, for the love of -!)
2. Sandwiches (progress)
3. Those little sandwiches with the toothpicks in 'em (whatever they're called)
4. Tacos (yum!)
5. Hamburgers (now you're talkin'!)
6. Sausages (perhaps just the little ones, they'll fit better to this certain party)
7. Brownies (not really food, but still good!)
8. Anything but vegetables, potatoes and stuff.

Am I in charge of the beverages as well? Hmm, gotta go ask.

…

About 10 minutes later: Hmm, no… We were supposed to do that together. Odd, really. I'm in charge of the food, but not the drinks. Yeah, okay, whatever.

Me: Hey, Numbuh 1, was I supposed to take care of the drinks as well?

Numbuh 1: Noooo. You're only in charge of the food. If you'd paid attention you might - just might - have heard me saying that! We're supposed to do the drinks together.

Me: Humph, okay… Well, I just had to check.

Numbuh 1: Quite alright, Numbuh 4.

Blah, blah, what a dumbass! Okay, so maybe I'm overreacting, but I hate it when people say stuff like that to me. It's like I'm some cruddy baby that they have to raise! Do I have to remind him that I'm older than him? Only by a few months, but still. Hah, I'm older than the leader!

…

June 29th

I think Kuki still might be upset about what I said to her yesterday. The stuff about the decorations. Well, this happened:

I entered the kitchen, saying Good Morning to Numbuh 2 and Numbuh 3 and Numbuh 5 by the table, all of them eating or drinking something.

Numbuh 2 had made some pancakes, so I helped myself to a few of those.

We were all pretty cheerful this morning, everybody talking about the party and stuff, but the decoration part was left unmentioned. The girls were busier talking about their outfits and stuff.

Numbuh 1 suddenly entered the kitchen. "Good morning, team," he said. "How's the planning coming along?"

"Just fine," Numbuh 5 replied and smiled at him. "Numbuh 5 says we're doing a pretty good job!"

"Numbuh 4 doesn't think so," Numbuh 3 muttered annoyed. I'm not sure if anyone was supposed to hear that, but at least I did. I didn't sit too far from her, and for some weird reason, I always notice what she says…

When she's acting like that, I start feeling bad right away! It ate me up yesterday, so she really didn't need to bring it up again! Maybe I should make it up to her if it's still bothering her? But what should I do? …oh no… I know there's one thing I can do to make her feel better, but… it's so humiliating! I was thinking I could agree to play with her for a while, but I'll probably have to dress up and stuff! It's not like I have forgotten about that time when I had to dress up like her stupid Mr. Hug-Something-Something just because I destroyed it. I ended up getting catuhplunked off the Treehouse! So no – I will NOT play with her! Hmmm, maybe I should take her out for ice cream, then? I could take her to that new place, that… what's it called? Ice Cream Saloon or something weird like that. …Err, why am I actually writing all of this? Aw, jeez, I am obsessed with writing in this thing now!

…

Later, the same day: I'm too lazy to check what time it is. And besides, I ate so much ice cream I think I froze over my stomach! So, yes, I took Kuki out for ice cream. She was really happy. This is what happened:

I walked over to Kuki by the couch in the TV room. She was watching some cruddy cartoon while she was coming up with new ideas for the decoration.

"Hey, Numbuh 3," I said awkwardly.

"Hi, Numbuh 4," she replied. She wasn't all happy now. I reckoned she was still angry with me.

"Listen, Numbuh 3," I started. "I… I was just thinking… if you were bored or something, maybe you wanted to go grab an ice cream? It's alright if you're busy or something! I know you have a lot of work to do with the decoration and stuff, but I was just… err, wondering…"

She stared at me, looking all serious. Then all of the sudden, she cracked up in a huge grin and laughed happily. "Of course I want to go with you, silly!" She put down her notebook and pencil and got off of the couch.

"Alright, let's go, then," I said with a smile.

We left the Treehouse together, all excited about the party.

"I can't wait to wear my dress!" she exclaimed. "It's so pretty!"

"I wonder what I'll be wearing," I replied.

"You mean you haven't decided yet?" she asked, looking at me with two beautiful and curious eyes.

"Well, not exactly," I muttered. "It's not a big deal, really. I don't worry much about what to wear."

"Maybe we could go shopping together, then?" she suggested. "I can help you pick out the perfect outfit to wear!"

"Err, no… That's alright, Kuki," I muttered, avoiding eye contact. "I'll come up with something. Don't worry about me."

"Okay, whatever you say, Wally," she replied with a smile. She suddenly pointed at something in front of us. "Look, the Ice Cream Saloon!"

We made it there soon, entering the door. A bell rang over our heads to confirm the owner that someone had come in. I really hate those bells, sometimes they really startle me!

"Okay, Kuki, what do you want?" I asked as I led the way over to the counter.

"I want the Soopuh Triple-Ice-Creamed Chocolate Banana Split!" she exclaimed.

I frowned at her, surprised by her order. "B-but, Kuki, that is ice cream for two people. I'm not sure if you'll be able to finish all of it. Not that it matters to me if you really want it."

She giggled. "You're so silly! You'll be eating it, too, that was my point!"

I think I was close to hit the floor at his point. "Wh-what? You want us to share?"

She nodded, still smiling at me.

"Well, alright…" I muttered. I swear, my face was about to burn up! I was blushing for sure. I turned to the man behind the counter. "Yeah, hi. I'd like the Soopuh Triple-Ice-Creamed Chocolate Banana Split, please"

"Sure thing, kid," he said and winked at me. He probably noticed how my face still was red after talking to Kuki.

I paid and went over to a table together with Kuki. She was all excited about getting the ice cream.

"You know, we should do this more often, Wally," she said. "Just you and me together on a hot summer day, eating ice cream 'till we puke!" She giggled and sent me a seductive look.

I must have blushed even more now… Aww, why am I so weak? Crud! I have to find my getting-better-at-it thing again! Where'd it go? I lost it a few days ago. It's tragic!

A few minutes later, a waitress brought our ice cream over to our table. "Enjoy it, you two," she said with a funny grin.

"Thank you, lady!" Kuki said with a grin. "We will."

"Aw, it's so cute when little couples like yourselves order ice cream together," the waitress said and smiled at me. "You know, the way to win a little girls heart is by taking her out for ice cream. Make sure you kiss her later, now." She turned around and walked back to counter, picking up more ice cream to bring it to the people that had ordered it.

My eye twitched and my jaw dropped. I didn't know what to say. I was so freaked out I couldn't get out a word. It didn't look like Kuki had noticed. She had already started to eat the ice cream.

I shook it off and started eating from the other end of it.

"Yum!" Kuki exclaimed as she stuck the spoon into her mouth. "I love this! We have to buy it again some time!"

I just nodded at her. I was still a little incapable of speaking. Grown-ups can be so weird! And they know exactly how to screw up a nice moment between two friends. Did she sense that I liked Kuki? …Whatever!

We couldn't finish the entire thing… We were so stuffed after a while we just sat there and stared at the rest of it.

"Too bad Numbuh 2's not here now," I said. "He could have finished it."

"No, he'd eat the whole thing!" she protested, hiding a little smile. "There wouldn't be anything left for us!"

"True," I replied with a smirk. "We're probably better off without him."

We started joking about how much he eats. Kuki laughed so much her tummy began to hurt.

After that we left the ice cream place. We headed for the Treehouse. Numbuh 5 shot us an odd stare as we entered the TV room in the Treehouse, where she was currently sitting and watching something on TV.

"Where've you two been?" she asked, smiling slightly at Numbuh 3. Am I missing something here?

"We've been eating ice cream!" Kuki exclaimed. "Wally even paid for it; that was so sweet of him. We had the Soopuh Triple-Ice-Creamed Chocolate Banana Split!"

"Isn't that for couples?" Numbuh 5 asked suspiciously, glancing at me.

"Yes, it is," I muttered. "We just wanted it…" Man, I felt stupid! Aargh, that is so like Numbuh 5! Why does she always have to bug me like that? Does it give her some kinda sick pleasure to see me blush like a freaking tomato? And to make me say those stupid things! Grrr!

Numbuh 3 giggled. "The waiters thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend, I think! That would have been so weird, though."

That line made me feel even worse! Weird? Does she think it's weird to have a boyfriend, or just having me as a boyfriend? She has said something about wanting a boyfriend before, so why would it be weird? I knew it! It's me… She doesn't want me to be her boyfriend… Even after the Soopuh Triple-Ice-Creamed Chocolate Banana Split we shared… Whatever! I don't need to be her boyfriend, and I never said I would be!

Enough about this crud! I'll go relax a little.

…

11:30 p.m.: Cannot sleep. I'm not feeling too good. My head hurts, I wonder why… I got a little dizzy earlier.

Oh, oh, funny thing happened! This was a long time before my head started to hurt, though. Hoagie and I were racing each other in the stairs! Okay, so we ran as fast as we could to get up to the highest level of the Treehouse, just for fun, and it was very good exercise. Hoagie was panting like a mad dog after a few stairs. Have to admit that I got pretty tired too. We just kept on running.

Me: Hah! Looks like I'm beating your ass!

Hoagie: Are not! I'm right behind you!

Okay, so the cheating bastard suddenly grabbed a hold of my jeans which caused me to lose my balance. I fell, supporting myself with my hands. He ran past me and looked down at me with a satisfied grin. "Who's the winner now, you loser?" he called. And then the stupid idiot tripped over his own feet, falling face down on the stairs.

I started to laugh like a lunatic! I couldn't even get up because of it! "Not you, at least!" I laughed.

Then he just got up, brushing some dirt off his shirt. "I meant to do that…" His legs were shaking, obviously, so when he was about to keep going his shoe slipped on the step. He started to slide down the stairs towards me.

"Yikes!" I tried to get up and out of the way, but without luck. He hit me, and together we started sliding down the stairs on our butts. Pain!

We landed by the foot of the stairs, him on top of me. I was squished! It felt like my ribs were about to break!

Numbuh 1 came walking out from the next room as he heard something rather odd from the hall. "Err, guys? What the heck are you two doing?"

"We fell," Numbuh 2 replied rubbing his head.

"Get the crud off of me, you big moron!" I shouted angrily. "You're killing me!"

"Oh, sorry, Numbuh 4," he said, getting up, and then he helped me up.

"I was just a little worried about you," Numbuh 1 said, frowning. "Just don't end up killing each other now, alright?"

Numbuh 2 giggled. I groaned.

Okay, so that last part wasn't so funny, but I thought it was quite a funny sight watching how Hoagie made a complete ass of himself up there in the stairs. I am now left with an aching chest, painful head and… the dizziness. But I suppose it was worth it. Wish I could fall asleep now, though. I kinda always wanna do something sick and something a little less ordinary when I can't sleep. Right now, I kinda want to go and bug Numbuh 2. But I'll let him sleep.

Oh, knock on my door! Who could that be?

…

A few minutes later: Disturbing… That was Kuki… Okay, here's what happened:

I put the diary down and got down from the wrestling ring. I didn't want to start yelling come in, since everybody was in bed. I walked over and opened the door. There she was, standing out there in her purple nightgown and slippers. She smiled awkwardly at me, and I just stared at her sheepishly.

"Hi, Wally…" she said in a whisper. "How are you feeling?"

"Well, not great, but okay, I guess," I replied. "Why?"

"N-nothing… I just wanted to check on you," she said. "I can't sleep."

"Neither can I, but at least I'm not out here, bugging everyone else," I muttered.

She blushed slightly in the dim light from my room. "Well, I… I guess I'll be going back now…"

I nodded. "Yeah, try to get some sleep. I'm tired. See ya in the morning."

"I guess you're right, Wally," she said with a strange look on her face. It was as if she was wanted to say something, but couldn't get it out. She looked at me with two displeased eyes. Man, she was pretty, even though it was getting late and all. Maybe that's exactly why she seemed so pretty… because my eyes couldn't focus? Jeez, no it ain't! I like her!

"I… I wonder who my date will be for the dance…" she muttered as she started to turn away from me.

That made my heart skip a beat. I wanted to just shout: I'LL BE YOUR DATE!

But did I have the guts? No! Crud! So she walked off… and I didn't even get to ask her to be my date. What if…- What if someone else asks her before I get to? Err, I'll ask her tomorrow. Yeah, I'll do that! I mean it! Tomorrow's a perfect day to ask her to be my date… Yes… So… good night… Gah, like I can sleep now! I'm shivering for crying out loud!