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Kids Next Door mission…

Operation: K.I.L.L.E.D.

Kold

Immature people

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Effete

Domain

'For my bestest best friend ever'.

Numbuh 3 put her pencil on her giant stuffed animal-bed and looked at the drawing she had just made. She smiled by seeing herself and Numbuh 4, skipping through a grass-field with colourful flowers.

"Numbuh 4 will probably cheer up by seeing this," she told herself happily. She stood up and wanted to go to the TV room when she heard someone screaming: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'YOU'RE PROBABLY HALLUCINATING'!"

"Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 3 quickly left her room and with a surprised, weird feeling she ran to the TV room, where the yell had come from.

"R-relax, Numbuh 4," Numbuh 1 started. "We just think you're overreacting a bit, that's a--"

"I'm telling you, I'm NOT overreacting!" the angry Aussie yelled in his face. "I really saw that alley, it was the alley from my nightmare!"

Numbuh 5 started laughing a bit and said: "Yeah, right. Is that an excuse to get away from your duty again, Numbuh 4?"

Numbuh 4 almost exploded by hearing that; again one of those useless, hurting remarks of Numbuh 5's. They drove him nuts. He wanted to grab her collar, to hurt her and to yell in her face that he's through with her, but apparently Numbuh 1 could read his thoughts and said: "Calm down, Numbuh 4. And Numbuh 5, stop that. This is serious. Numbuh 4 wouldn't joke about this."

"That's why I suggested he's hallucinating," Numbuh 2 answered. "I mean: come on, how many times do dreams actually come true, aside from those slimy movies and stuff?"

"I know it sounds unbelievable Numbuh 2, but--" Numbuh 1 interrupted himself when he noticed Numbuh 3, standing in the doorway. He also noticed that Numbuh 3 was holding something behind her back.

"What's going on here guys?" she asked surprised. "I heard Numbuh 4 scream…"

"You have to ask him," Numbuh 5 told her. "We were just relaxing here when this little maniac burst in and yelled something about his dream."

"I said it's true!" Numbuh 4 said, still angry. "I said that alley of my nightmare really exists! It's on the other side of the town, it's--"

"… hidden in your dreams, Numbuh 4," Numbuh 1 finished his sentence. "I know it sounds weird, yet I still believe you, but I am forced to assure you that this alley you saw was either a hallucination or an alley that looks like yours. You have to admit that something like this can be hardly true."

"It IS true!" Numbuh 4 yelled with tears in his eyes. "Why don't you guys just believe me! I--"

"And besides, what were you doing at the other side of the town anyway?" Numbuh 2 suddenly asked, raising an eyebrow. "You've never been there before. Why would you--"

"To think about this nightmare of mine!" Numbuh 4 answered angrily. "Something's going on with it, and I'm gonna find out WHAT! But if you guys don't wanna help me, fine! I'll just do it by myself! Just stay out of my way!"

Before anyone could protest, Numbuh 4 ran out of the room, straight past Numbuh 3. Because it was so sudden, Numbuh 3 stepped back, accidentally losing the drawing out of her hands. While she noticed the tears coming out of Numbuh 4's eyes she picked it up again, looked at the others and walked out of the room as well, not saying anything.

"Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 3 carefully entered the room of her angry friend and looked around, searching for him. But the room was big; she didn't see him anywhere.

Suddenly she heard him mumbling: "Idiots. They don't now what I'm feeling. I have to do it all by myself; they don't even wanna think about helping me. What's the use of calling them 'friends' if they're not even willing to help you?"

Numbuh 3 smiled a little; her smile was full of compassion as she climbed up to Numbuh 4's boxing ring. When she was up there she saw Numbuh 4, sitting in the middle of it. He was looking at the ground, with his eyes closed at the moment.

She decided to answer his question: "… Because it all sounds so weird, Numbuh 4…"

Numbuh 4 opened his eyes, gasped, looked at her and stood up. "What are YOU doing here?" he asked surprised. His voice sounded like Numbuh 3 was a monster that wanted to kill him, like he was afraid of her.

Numbuh 3 ignored this question and continued: "… but I believe you."

Numbuh 4 looked her in the eyes as he turned calm again. After a little pause he walked over to her and helped her up his boxing ring. "You… You do?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered, looking right back in his eyes. "I don't think your story sounds weird at all, Numbuh 4. I believe you."

"T-thanks…" he mumbled. He couldn't help but stare right in her beautiful eyes, where he could find compassion, sympathy and…

'… l-love?' Numbuh 4 blinked a few times and took a step back.

Apparently Numbuh 3 didn't noticed the stupefied look on his face and said: "Well, I guess I'll be going now…"

"What?" Numbuh 4 said, even before she could turn around. "So you came here only to tell me that you believe me?"

"Well… yes…" she answered ultimately. "And to tell you that if your nightmare scares you… that you can always come to my bed at night, if you're afraid.. You can count on my help anytime, Numbuh 4…"

"T-thanks…" Numbuh 4 stuttered again. Suddenly he noticed his hand was still holding Numbuh 3's and quickly let it go.

The two looked at their hands and started blushing.

"Well… Bye…" Numbuh 3 said quietly, as she left in his boxing ring and climbed down.

"Bye…" Numbuh 4 answered, but he knew it was too quietly for Numbuh 3 to be heard.

It was evening, and it was raining again. The wind was blowing hard, but it didn't manage to get through the wooden walls of the Treehouse. The only thing that did, was the image of a dark alley, which was haunting Numbuh 4's head at that very moment.

He was rolling from the left to the right on his hard, cold boxing ring. The sweat appeared on his forehead and his eyes were shut tightly. But how much he bothered didn't matter; he couldn't get the alley out of his head. It was dark, and left, as always. But this time, all of the sudden, a blinding flash appeared behind the dustbins, getting bigger and brighter. Suddenly the light spread and a little girl with red, long hair and a dress appeared above the dustbins in the air. She had her arms spread and her eyes closed. But when they opened, Numbuh 4's did too.

He gasped, sat up and breathed greatly. When he looked up he got more scared than he had even been in his whole life, when he saw the little girl standing right in front of him. That is, her soul; Numbuh 4 could see the wall of his room straight through her; she was transparent. While fading away the little girl seemed to say: "Help me, Wally… This is not a dream…"

"Kg—Kgk--……………………………………………… NUMBUH THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

A/N: The usual crud: review and I'll update soon. :P