Disclaimer: Guess what! I don't own Kids Next Door! Yeah! Oh, wait a moment… cries
Operation: T.I.M.E
Time
Is
Meeting
Elders
The alarm suddenly went off, and the maddening sound could be heard in every part of the Treehouse.
Numbuh Two stood up immediately and watched for a single moment the now red walls of his room before looking at Numbuh Eighteen.
"Come on, Numbuh Eighteen! Somebody must be attacking us!" and he was ready to run.
"Wait a moment, Numbuh Two…" the girl said as she collected the brown jacket, that she had removed only a moment ago, from the floor. "I'm not going anywhere without this…".
They arrived in the central area of the base just in time, as the others were already there.
Numbuh One watched them stop and taking hold of his gun he started to say:
"Everybody stay…", but he didn't have the time to finish telling his plan that one of the walls was suddenly blown away. And the Delightful Children from down the Lane's gigantic robot appeared in front of them.
"Surprise!" they said in unison and immediately point their lasers at them. "Guess you didn't expected us!"
"You could have at least called!" said Numbuh Two,
But they didn't pay any attention to him, since they had other plans for them and they immediately fired in a precise point of the room.
Numbuh Three didn't realise, until it was too late, that the beam was pointed at her and she was grateful that Numbuh Four had jumped and pushed her away in time.
"Are you okay?" said the blond Aussie blushing a little.
"Yeah, I'm fine!" said Numbuh Three collecting her gun, smiling a little.
Numbuh Eighteen watched the scene for a moment then she looked at the Delightfuls with anger and hate in her green eyes.
Without warning she started to run against the giant robot, jumping on the robot's right arm.
"Wait for me!" exclaimed Numbuh Four and he jumped too on the robot's other arm. "What's your plan?"
"Plan?" said Numbuh Eighteen, "I don't have a plan!" and started to run in direction of the robot's head, where the Delightful were. "I just follow my instincts!"
Numbuh Four watched her go, then he decided to do the same.
When they arrived on the robot's head, they immediately looked at each other and grinned.
"One, Two… Three!" they said together and using all their leg's strength managed to do a hole in the robot's head and jumped in, guns in their hands.
The Delightfuls watched them enter in their personal space.
"What are you trying to do!" they said, surprised as they didn't expected anything like that to happen.
"Ruin your plans, of course!" said Numbuh Four.
"That's stupid! We're far more intelligent!" they said and started to laugh, then stopped and looked at Numbuh Eighteen.
"Who are you, by the way? We've never seen you before?"
"Well, you're right! I'm Numbuh Eighteen! You don't know me but your kids do!"
"Glad to make your acquaintance! But now… bye! Bye!" and pressed a button, and with that Numbuh Eighteen and Numbuh Four were catapulted out of it.
In the meantime Numbuh Five watched the two operatives go in the robot and out of it three minutes later.
'And I hoped they had something in mind…' she thought, sighing, then something on the robot's right leg caught her eye. 'What's that?'. She run until she was on the said spot: it was a large black box. 'Could it be…?', she watched again the robot and then pointed her gun at the battery-box. 'Let see what's happens!' and fired.
The box was blown away and the robot seemed to have stopped working.
"Don't tell me!" exclaimed Numbuh Five, "It was too easy…" but she was pushed brutally away by the robot's leg, then the robot's head turned to look at her and Numbuh Five saw the Delightfuls laugh.
"Oh, Abigail… we didn't imagine you to do something so stupid…" they said, "We positioned that fake battery only for our amusement!"
Numbuh Five stood up.
"But now we're not kidding anymore!" they said and started to fire randomly around them.
"Sector V! Run!" Numbuh One commanded and everyone do as told.
But in an other part of the room Numbuh Eighteen and Numbuh Four didn't heard him, and on the other they looked at each other.
"Now… I'm really, really angry…" said Numbuh Eighteen turning red, for a moment Numbuh Four was scared. Numbuh Eighteen then take out of her jacket's pocket a stick.
"What's that?" asked Numbuh Four.
"Now you'll see…" and she pressed a little button and the stick started to get bigger and longer. Then she stood up and screaming a war cry she started to run.
She blocked the stick in the ground and managed to arrive again on the robot's head.
Then with the same stick she hit the robot's commands, destroying them once and for all.
She jumped out of it with a wide smile on her face.
The robot stopped working and it fell out of the Treehouse with the Delightfuls in it.
Sector V had finally won.
Everyone looked at her for a minute then they smiled and screamed with joy.
"You did it! That thing was really cool!" Numbuh Two said.
"Yeah! You're the hero!" said Numbuh Four and Sector V took her in their arms and transported in other part of the base.
Numbuh Five watched them go until something else caught her attention.
"What's this?" she said and bowed down to pick it up.
It was a photo.
It represented a teenage boy, around seventeen, leaned on a small cement wall. His post was the one of a boy calmed and relaxed, but also it was the post of a tough boy, ready to punch.
His face was serious, and with his beautiful green eyes he was looking straight at whoever had taken this photograph.
His blond hair shined with the sun.
In the background Numbuh Five could see the sea and the beach.
The boy was really tall and really handsome, and Numbuh Five knew that many girls had fell at his feet. And his smile too must have made to fell in love many teenagers.
Numbuh Five thought that he was somehow familiar, but she didn't know who he was. So she put the photo in her pocket and went to the others.
In an other house.
"What! You lost!" said angrily a dark figure. The Delightfuls looked at him in fear.
"It wasn't our fault! It was this Numbuh Eighteen! She used a stick that…"
"A stick! You lost because of a stupid stick!"
"But this girl, Numbuh Eighteen…!"
"Nonsense! Numbuh Eighteen is on a mission in China, I should know, and most of all he's a boy!"
"No! No! She's a girl! Blond and with green eyes! She said she knew our kids! We think she's mad!" the five kids said.
At this the dark figure relaxed a little.
"Your kids?" he said, then he looked at them. "Is she really so strong?" they nodded in fear. "Very well…" he sat on his comfortable chair and watched the fire in the fireplace for a moment. Then he became angry again.
"She's new! So she doesn't know who rules here! Bring her here! I know what to do with her!" and he started laughing like a maniac.
"Yes, Father…".