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"So, uh, how long have you been in the Kids Next Door for?" Asked numbuh two, trying to make conversation as the elevator doors slammed shut.
"Long enough," replied numbuh 105 uninterestedly, folding his arms impatiently as they waited for the elevator to stop. Eventually, it came to a halt, and the doors flew open to reveal the rest of sector V, still in the same positions as numbuh two had left them earlier.
"Hey! Numbuh one, this kid says he's been assigned to sector V," numbuh two informed his leader. Everyone's heads snapped up to look at the new guy.
"Impossible," said numbuh one, getting up and shaking his head. "If we were receiving a new operative, numbuh 63.5 would have sent me the transfer paper."
"Yeah, well, looks like he forgot doesn't it?" Commented the boy, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"YEY! New friend!" Yelled numbuh three excitedly, bounding over to numbuh 105, and grabbing him a tight hug. He looked slightly surprised but not like he particularly cared.
"I'm Kuki, but my friends call me numbuh three!" She carried on, letting him go. "What's your name?"
"Just numbuh 105," he answered in a casual tone. A tone, which was really starting to irritate numbuh two, since he seemed to be using a lot, like he just had no personality at all. Numbuh four didn't seem to be taking too kindly to this new guy either.
"What? No way! We don't need anymore operatives in our sector!" He complained angrily.
"Weren't you just complainin' about how we never have extra help on missions?" Numbuh five asked him raising one eyebrow.
"Yeah, but by sending other sectors, not just throwing random operatives at us!" He carried on, his voice getting louder.
"Well, if moonbase sent him I suppose there isn't much more we can do," Numbuh one shrugged. "Alright, now as to which room you'll be sleeping in-"
"Don't even think about it," numbuh four growled.
"You can sleep in numbuh two's room," he finished.
"What? Why me?" Numbuh two asked in surprise.He was beginning to feelthat this kid was a real pain.
"Aw, come on numbuh two, numbuh five is sure you can make some space in that big room of yours," numbuh five grinned.
"Err, ok," he smiled back, feeling his cheeks flush slightly as she flashed him that cute smile he was so in love with.
"Ok, so numbuh two, you show numbuh 105 where he's sleeping, while I try and get some transfer papers from moonbase." Said numbuh one bossily. Grumbling slightly, numbuh two turned round and made his way up the stairs to his room.
"So, that African girl's pretty cute, huh?" Asked numbuh 105, once they were out of ear shot.
"Wh-what?" Asked numbuh two, completely caught by surprise.
"That African one, looks like I'm gonna fit right in here huh?" Asked numbuh 105 as numbuh two pushed the door to his room open. Numbuh two ignored him, and, although he was probably imagining it, he could have sworn the boy had used a mocking tone.
"Alright… er… I don't have a spare bed in here, but I'm sure one of the other guys'll let me borrow one, so just stick your stuff down there for now," Said numbuh two, pointing to a spot on the floor which wasn't covered with blueprints and tools.
"Man, is your bed high enough?" Asked numbuh 105, looking up at the plane which numbuh two had crashed through his room wall and now used as his bed. Numbuh 105 didn't even wait for an answer; he just went looking round numbuh two's room, picking up blueprints and shaking his head, or kicking spanners and wrenches out of the way.
"So, I'm guessing you're into 2x4 technology?" He asked numbuh two.
"Err, yeah," Answered numbuh two, completely taken aback by this boy's rudeness.
"Cool, me too, looks you'll be getting some competition huh?" The boy grinned.
"Looks like it," smiled numbuh two through gritted teeth, starting to dislike the guy more by the second. "Come on, we better be getting back to the others."
"Whatever," shrugged numbuh 105, setting down the picture he'd just picked up of numbuh two and his dad and making his way out of the room.
When they got downstairs they saw that the rest of their teammates were basically back to normal. Numbuh five had now picked up a magazine and was flicking through it casually. Numbuh one was busy printing out numbuh 105's transfer papers from the super computer. Numbuh three was completely beating numbuh four on a video game they were playing, while numbuh four was actually stood up on the sofa, desperately telling his car to move faster.
"Ah, numbuh 105, I've your papers have come through. So, numbuh 105, real name Dean Pilling, nationality American, specialties lie in 2x4 technology, correct?" Numbuh one asked him.
"Yep," replied numbuh 105, taking a seat on the sofa next to numbuh three.
"Hey, do any of you guys have a spare bed or mattress or something for numbuh 105?" Numuh two asked his busy team.
"Numbuh five has one, she's gonna need some help carrying it to your room though," she replied, shutting her magazine and walking towards numbuh two smiling.
"Thanks numbuh five," he smiled weakly, his knees buckling slightly as she walked towards him.
"Here, I'll give you some help with that numbuh five," said numbuh 105 quickly, rushing over towards her.
"Oh, ok, wutever," numbuh five shrugged, but throwing a slightly disappointed look in numbuh twos direction. As she walked out the door with numbuh 105 asking her what her favourite music was, numbuh two sat down in the now unoccupied armchair disappointedly.
"Dude, why don't you just ask her out?" Asked numbuh four, staring determinedly at the television screen.
"Huh?" Asked numbuh two in surprise.
"It's so obvious you like 'er," numbuh four told him.
"I could say the same to you about a certain girl," numbuh two grinned. Numbuh four blushed, but luckily numbuh three wasn't listening to the conversation. About ten minutes later, numbuhs five and 105 returned, and she seemed to be laughing at something he was saying, making numbuh two burn with jealousy.
"Man, that is so true," laughed numbuh five, then stopping in front of numbuh two and putting her hands on her hips.
"Move," she said.
"Nah," replied numbuh two, grinning at her teasingly.
"Don't make me move ya Gilligan," she warned him.
"Bring it on Lincoln," he smiled. She grabbed at his wrist and started trying to pull him off, but he kept his ground and pulled his arm in quickly so that she fell on top of him. They quickly became a giggling heap as they tried to push each other off the chair. Numbuhs one, three and four carried on with what they were doing, but grinned knowingly all the same. Numbuh 105 just rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Hey, who's getting the pizza's?" Asked numbuh four, after numbuh three beat him at their fifth rematch
"We'll go get 'em, come on numbuh two," laughed numbuh five, putting her cap back on her head as he readjusted his goggles.
"They both made their way towards the door when numbuh 105 stopped them.
"Hey, why don't I go with you? That way you can show me around the town," he asked numbuh five in a flirty tone.
"Oh, err, ok," she shrugged, making her way out the door. Numbuh two went to follow her but numbuh 105 stopped him again.
It only takes two to get a pizza you know," he said, as he too made his way out the door. Leaving numbuh two feeling slightly dejected for the second time that day.
"Man, oi really don't loike that guy," said numbuh four, wrinking his nose.
"That makes two of us then," muttered numbuh two.
Yey! Second chapter done, I really don't like that numbuh 105 either hehe, oh well, at least numbuh two got to have a bit of fun with numbuh five hehe.