The Trip To The Future

Hey! I didn't know that this fic would be so popular. Thanx for the reviews, I really appreciate them. Well, all of ur questions might be answered in this chapter. I won't delay any longer, so here's chapter 2!

Chapter 2: Introducing Wallabe

Kuki gasped. "How did you know my name?" she asked.

"Kuki, don't you remember? Kids Next Door, fighting adults, and eating candy until our teeth fell out?" he replied.

Kuki was about to respond when someone called her name. "Chelsea! Come over here! It's lunch!" Kuki saw it was her friend, Rachel. "Coming, Rachel!" Kuki called back. Numbuh 4 took a good look at Rachel. She was very a long dress with nets were the sleeves were supposed to be. The dress was ruffled and short, and her stockings had skulls. Her black, leather boots were knee-high. And like Kuki, Rachel had make-up on, though not black, but purple.

"Chelsea?" Numbuh 4 asked. He then realized Kuki was leaving to go get lunch. "Kuki, don't leave me! I can't be alone in a play swarmed by teenagers!" Numbuh 4 cried.

"You can come with me if you tell me how you know about my past and my name," Kuki responded.

"OK, I'll tell, just take me with you," Numbuh 4 whined. "Whatever, come along," Kuki said. She rolled her eyes. "Kids," she thought. She led her to the cafeteria. Luckily, they were late for lunch and no one was outside, so no one could see Numbuh 4. Even Rachel impatiently walked ahead of Kuki.

As they headed into the cafeteria, Numbuh 4 asked, "Why did that girl call you Chelsea?"

"Because that's my new name," Chelsea said. "I changed it. Kuki's too weird."

"I think Kuki's a lovely name," Numbuh 4 said." Chelsea didn't reply.

"Why are you and your friend dressed like that?" Numbuh 4 asked.

"Because we're Goths," she replied. Numbuh 4 was about to ask what a Goth is, but didn't bother. They headed into the cafeteria.

Numbuh 4 gasped at what he saw in the cafeteria. It was HUGE! It was probably as big as a grocery store, and looked like one too. There were aisles and aisles of different food. In one aisle, freshly grilled steaks were placed. In another aisle, piles of vegetables and fruits were being chopped for salads. But what really got Numbuh 4's attention was the aisle filled with fresh-baked goods, such as cakes, muffins, cupcakes, and more.

"Cool, right?" Chelsea asked. Numbuh 4 merely drooled. "I'll get you a lot of sweets, and lunch for myself. You go to that trashcan and hide there while I'll wait in line," Chelsea commanded.

Numbuh 4 stared at the long line. It could take hours just to get one salad. However, the sweets aisle was empty. There was no line.

"How come there's no line in that aisle?" Numbuh 4 asked, pointing to the sweets.

"Acne," Chelsea said. "What?" Numbuh 4 asked, but Chelsea was already standing in the line.

Numbuh 4 dragged his feet to the trashcan. He dumped himself in the trashcan, and waited. Many people dumped their leftovers on him, and soon he smelled like rotten caviar.

"Hey, kid, where are you?" Chelsea called an hour later. Numbuh 4 came out of the garbage, and wiped himself clean. "Where do we sit?" he asked. "Over there," Chelsea replied. She pointed to a table with two girls: Rachel and another new one. They headed over and sat down. Numbuh 4 had to sit under the table, as to not be seen.

"Chelsea, what took you so long?" Rachel asked, annoyed.

"I just forgot my lunch money in my locker," Chelsea lied.

"Oh," said the new girl. She was wearing a long, dark-purple skirt. Her shirt was black and short-sleeved, with Gothic writing on it, saying a message that was unreadable. She was not wearing any make-up, but had shiny black boots on. Something about her made her smell funny.

"Don't try to be sarcastic, Nikki," Rachel said.

"Who said I was trying to be sarcastic?" Nikki snarled.

"I did," Rachel declared. Chelsea sighed and started to eat her lunch, which was a Caesar salad, with a piece of fish beside it.

Meanwhile, Numbuh 4 munched through the pastries and sweets very quickly. "Mmmmmmmmm," he whispered. Suddenly, he felt his nose vibrate. He was going to sneeze. The scent on Nikki was probably daffodils, as Numbuh 4 was allergic to them.

"Achoo!" Numbuh 4 sneezed out crumbles of cake onto Rachel's foot.

"Ewwwww!" Rachel screamed. "Something went on my foot!"

Chelsea tried to stop Rachel from looking under the table, but she failed.

Numbuh 4 looked at horror as Rachel stared at him. "This is it," he thought. "I'm dead."

More suspense. I'm sorry if I didn't answer some of your questions, but more info is in the next chapter. Oh, and could some one plz tell me the REAL names of the KND members. Like Numbuh 5's real name is Abby, but I don't know how to spell the rest. Is Wallabe spelled right? Well, bye,

TelepathicPrincess