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Leia: Okey-dokey everybody, here it comes…CHAPTER FIVE (Mwa ha ha ha ha!)

Operation:

D.R.E.A.M.S.

Chapter 5: Vive la Resistance!

Three hooded young women were crouched in a low bow in front of Father. The capes were each their own deep shade of blue, gold, and purple. Light from torches on the walls caused a metallic shine to emanate from the fabric.

"My young apprentices, go forth and take the rest of them. They won't last long with you on their heels."

The eyes under the hoods narrowed, and the three spoke together when they said, "Yes, Father."

They turned to the door, and their hoods fell back, making visible the teenage faces of Lizzie, Abby, and Janey. They weren't normal in the slightest because of the pitch-black color their skin, hair, and everything else had taken on. There were still minute patches of skin on arms and legs that were normal colored, but for the most part, they had gone to the "dark side".

As soon as the doorway was opened, however, The Delightfuls scrambled through, into the eerie-looking room, each looking as scrappy and beat-up as the next.

"Father! They know! The Kids Next Door know!" They howled, as there were loud crashes from out in the hall, then 4 other kids burst in.

"Give it up, Father!" cried Nigel, "You're going down!"

Laughing maniacally, Father only stopped when an extremely angry Numbuh 3 managed to get on his shoulders and clamp her hands over his eyes.

"Now, Numbuh 4!" she called, and Numbuh 4 hurtled toward the evil adult, but when he was about to kick at an unpleasant spot, Father appeared to melt into the floor.

Kuki landed hard on Wally, so Numbuh 1 assessed that both of them would be out for a while. The remaining two went into a frenzy of launching baking soda and vinegar filled water balloons at Lizzie, Janey, and Abby. At first, they cowered behind each other, but as if the balloons barely noticeable, they began to move towards the unconscious operatives.

"Numbuh 4! Numbuh 3! Look out!" Hoagie yelped, surging after the freaky-looking teenagers.

Barely awake, the pair was lying across each other. When they finally lifted their heads, the minions were upon them.

With a horrible, scream from Numbuh 3, they both disappeared underneath two billowing cloaks of orange and green. When the teenage faces of Kuki and Wally resurfaced, Hoagie and Nigel could see the black nothingness creeping across their faces. The former kids had different hair, height and what was worse, different eyes.

Hoagie looked from face to teenage face and saw the terrifying blue eyes that matched those of the Delightfuls. He and Nigel backed into each other, facing their apparent doom.

"Open fire!" Nigel yelped desperately and the pair threw as much of their remaining ammunition as possible before the 5 evil teenagers overcame them.

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All those years of cross-country and track were paying off. Mara and Nick ran at a steady pace down the all but endless corridor. They counted out loud the split off hallways, and when they reached fifty, stopped and rested for a moment.

"Well," Nick said between slightly fast breaths, "There's no point in going incognito, He'll know where we are anyway."

"Yeah, yeah, but what are we running from." Mara asked, clasping her hands behind her head as if in sit-up position to ease her heavier breathing.

"Not from, but to." Nick said mysteriously.

He led her down the shadowy hall and past a door, into a room that looked like…

"A walk-in refrigerator." Mara said dejectedly, "You've topped yourself this time. What does it have to do with our situation?"

In the same way as before, eyes sparkling like he knew the answer to a difficult riddle, he started grabbing odd items and said, "Everything"

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The cloaked teens swept through the hallways that were beginning to look like that of the Delightful Mansion, but still had that strange, dreamlike quality. They stopped for nothing. Continually moving, searching for the traitorous duo.

At the same time, Mara, clad in cargo jeans and a loose black t-shirt, started making as much noise as possible. The many pockets of her jeans each held either a tall can or a fat tube containing something not quite visible. Waiting around at the end of the hallway, she braced herself for the impending surge of battle.

"THERE SHE IS! GET HER!" Father roared, deploying the 3 males to charge her down.

Waiting for the right moment, she slowly reached for her two back pockets, gingerly pulling on the cans. When the blue-eyed boys were less than 5 feet from her, she yanked the cans up and pressed on the tops, releasing a foamy, sweet, white substance at their faces.

"EAT SUGAR, FREAKWAD!"

The 3 beings screeched and howled, clawing with their hands at the aerosol-propelled whipped cream. Within seconds, their hands (the only skin visible) were back to normal, and their normal size and appearances were returning.

"Sweet!" Numbuh 2 said, from under the light blue cloak

"What is going ON?" a British voice complained under the red cloak and whipped cream.

"Ah dunno, but it tastes good!" the orange clad boy said, slurping at the stuff all over his front.

Mara rolled her eyes as she whipped open a nearby cupboard's door and tossed a towel at each operative.

"Hurry up and clean off. We have to go save your girlfriends." She said distastefully. When they all started protesting that comment, she said, "kidding, kidding. But seriously, We need to get you guys informed. Come on!" she said, leading them to the same walk-in refrigerator.

She shut the door behind them, and the light turned off. Dramatically, a flashlight clicked on, shining a beam down upon a traditional villain's high-backed, spinning chair. It spun slowly, revealing…

"Hey guys!" Nick said cheerily, as if this was a fun thing. He proceeded to explain that neither soapy water, nor baking soda and vinegar was the solution to the problem.

"It's whipped cream!" he said, as if it were a hilarious punch line to a great joke, "The sugar makes your teenage mind start acting like a kid again! It reverses the effect of the shadow stuff and it'll bring your girlfriends back!"

At this, the boys bellowed, "THEY'RE ONLY FRIENDS!" XXXXXXXXX

Father stormed down the hallways, searching for the other 'teenage brat'

"WHERE ARE YOU!" he screeched, bursting into angry flames and smashing open several doors.

His remaining shadow minions made hissing noises and turned away from the heat and light that nearly lit their capes aflame.

"We're right here, and we'll give you something to get fired up about." Numbuh 1 scoffed, carefully aiming his newly made CREAM-CANNON at Father.

The other four fanned out from behind him, each with their own fashion of whipped cream projection. Aiming at the four girls that remained shadow-like, they fired.

It was a sight to see, sweet white foam flying everywhere, Father striving to yell or flame, but the union of the operatives' and teens' desire to get out of the nightmare was overcoming any opposing thoughts.

As the people in the capes shrank and returned to normal, the walls that surrounded them began melting.

"What's this?" Mara asked, but then answering her own question, she said, "Oh yeah, its over…"

The pair of teenagers backed a little way, and faced the Kids Next Door. Sighing forlornly, Nick said to them, "Well, It's time for us to split."

"Awww, maaan!" Numbuh 4 said. He had grown to practically idolize this guy over the past hour or so.

"Yeah, it stinks." Mara said, hanging her head,

"Although…" Nick said, with a twinkle in his eye, "We do know where you guys live… and now that we've seen you in action…"

"We know you'll need backup at some point." Mara said cheerily, sticking her tongue out when they made noises in protest.

"So expect a gift from us to each of you. Keep them with you all the time, and you can call for help even if you're isolated and alone."

The dream was starting to fade, but Kuki demanded, "Group hug!" And so they did. Fading away into reality.

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Abby slowly opened her eyes. She was in the moonbase infirmary.

"Is it over?" she heard from down the room. Sitting up, and blinking the sleep from her eyes, she looked around. the operatives of Sector V were each in hospital beds in a row, and in numerical order as per KND codes.

One of the nurses, Numbuh 99, saw her moving, and came over with a tray of food and water.

"You guys have been out since Halloween. Numbuh 86 tried to call you guys for a status report because Father had been reported active on Halloween.

When you didn't answer, she went nuts and sent us down. Lucky for you, no one was hurt, you guys were just out cold. There were super-strong tranquilizing liquids found as ingredients of some lollipops." He said, pausing long enough for her to ask a question.

"How long ago was Halloween?"

"A week ago. It's the 7th of November."

"Woah…" Abby said, clutching her head. What would her parents think? How could that have possibly taken so long to get through that stupid dream? Did everyone else remember it?

"Just relax for now." 99 said. He went over to one of the other awakening kids.

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All of Sector V recovered quickly, and were sent back to the treehouse within a day or two.

As each operative returned to his or her room, they saw that there was a gift left on each of their beds that would broadcast a signal from anywhere to call for help from their new teenage friends.

For Numbuh 1, it was a special red cell phone that had the number of their new allies already programmed in.

For Numbuh 2, it was a sleek digital watch with all sorts of features of 2 by 4 technology and access to the Internet.

For Numbuh 3, it was a small, created-emerald pendant on a simple chain, and both the gem and chain are impervious to heat, cold, and breaking from force.

For Numbuh 4, it was a bright orange armband that could easily be hidden under a sleeve.

For Numbuh 5, it was a thick silver bracelet with a solitary, created-sapphire prominently placed on the wide-set band.

For Numbuh 6, it was a pair of purple goggle-sunglasses that could also see infrared, x-ray, and ultraviolet, and were very stick-out stylish when worn up on top of the head.

After showing off their novelties to everyone else, they spent the rest of the day simply thinking about what had happened, and how no one else would ever understand. No matter how hard they tried.

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Leia: XP lame ending! Arrrg, but I'm so sick today I just wanted to get this over with. If you think there should be a sequel, let me know, but I'm not planning on it. Sequels always suck.

Anyway, special thanks to C-Puff who let me use 99, (sorry I only used him a little! I wasn't sure how much I needed of his part.)

And yet another thanks to anyone who read this through! You deserve a pat on the back for enduring my lame-ness in posting (good grief, I started this a year ago!) and lame-ness in creativity.

Thank you guys! And see you on my next fanfic! XD