INTERVIEW WITH THE STARS

CHAPTER… 6

BUT IT'S ACCTUALLY CHAPTER 5, SINCE I REPEATED ONE.

ON WITH THE STORY.

Numbuh 3 bounced up the stairs to where the other operatives were lounging.

Numbuh 1 was reading the news, numbuh 2 was doodling some red crimped hair on paper, numbuh 4 was playing a video game with his mouth gaping open. His tongue was sticking out a little and there was drool running down his cheeks and chin. Numbuh 5 was listening to her Ipod, and watching the t.v. screen. When she took notice of numbuh 4 staring at the screen, she closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Well you guys look like you're having fun!"

Everyone jumped except numbuh 4 because he was spacing out at the screen. He wasn't even playing anymore; he didn't even notice the screen saying, 'GAME OVER.' Repeatedly.

"Numbuh 4 did you know that your eyes go square if you stare at the screen?" Said numbuh 3.

"Huh." He said not moving a muscle.

"It's been sayin' 'Game over' for 5 minutes now. He's been staring at that thing forever!" Numbuh 5 commented.

"How'd the interview go numbuh 3?" Asked numbuh 2.

"Uh…it went all right. Yeah, it went great!" Her cheeks turning a bit pink.

Then she ran and gave numbuh 4 a BIG BEAR hug, knocking him and the chair over.

"Eh! Get off o' me numbuh 3!"

"Gee numbuh 4 just get a room with your girl friend!"

"Shut up numbuh 2!" Numbuh 4 snapped back."

"Whoa, somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed this mornin'."

"Correction numbuh 5, I didn't wake up at all! I didn't get any sleep!"

"How come? Worried that Poppy will ask you if your in mad love with numbuh 3?" numbuh 2 teased, " 'Cuz we all no it's true!"

"Numbuh…three…will…you…get…off…of…me!"

"Say the magic word!"

"Please." Numbuh 4 mumbled.

"Say it louder!"

"Please." He said a bit louder.

"I can't hear you!"

"PLEASE!"

"Now all together…"

"Numbuh 3! I said the magic word what more do you want! Will you just get off of me!"

"Not until you-."

"Just get off o' me!"

Wally pushed Kuki off with such force, that she flew back and hit her head on a leg of numbuh 4's upturned chair.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Everyone gasped.

"Now look what you've done numbuh 4! You got 'er upset!" Said numbuh 5.

"Yeah numbuh 4, you better go give her a hug to cheer her up now!" Numbuh 2 snickered.

"She wouldn't get off o' me!"

"All you had to do was say the magic word in a sentence and I would have gotten off!" Numbuh 3 blurted out before crying again.

"Numbuh 4 just give her a hug if it will shut her up!" Said the leader.

"What? No way! She'll cool off, just watch."

"You hurt 'er, you hug 'er." Said numbuh 5.

"Poppy told me to tell you guys something but I won't anymore if you don't give me a hug!"

Everyone else nodded.

"Oh, all right all ready!"

Numbuh 4 gave numbuh 3 a hug, but she squeezed him so hard he could hardly breathe.

"Numbuh…three…choking…can't…breathe…"

"Oh sorry numbuh 4!" and she back to her giggly self once again.

"So what did Poppy want you to tell us?" Asked numbuh 1.

"Oh, she told me to tell you all that when we were done the interview to go to a room that's connected to the interview room, to wait there, and in that waiting room, there will be a buffet"- Numbuh 2 perked up at this. - "Computers,"- numbuh 1 raised his head. - "All the new and old video games," - numbuh 4 gawked. - "Loads of CDs and magazines," – Numbuh 5 raised her eyebrow. - "And all of the collectable RAINBOW MONKEYS!"

"Anyway, gotta go! See ya later!"

And with that she went back down stairs.

"That's sounds a little bit suspicious to numbuh 5. Having everything that all of us like in one waiting room?"

"Yeah, I didn't even know we had n interview room! Let alone a buffet!"Concluded numbuh 2.

Numbuh 3 raced back up the stairs, "Oh yeah numbuh 1, change of order. Next it's numbuh 4, numbuh 2, numbuh 5, you, and then…numbuh 86…anyway, you guys have a good interview!"

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Numbuh 3 was hoping to be surprise with what she was going to see in the waiting room, but it was what she didn't see that surprised her…

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All of a sudden the door swung open in the living room.

"Intruder! Intruder! Evil sister alert!"

"Whoa, whoa, little baby's from the Kids Next Door. Stop playing your silly little games Miss Abigail Lincoln. Calm down, it's just me, your big sister Cree.

Abby growled and stood up.

(I'm sorry, I don't really know Cree's personality very well… let alone her number!)

"Your no sister of mine."

Abby was about to pounce on her when Cree said,

"No attacking! Mum's orders!"

"What! Numbuh 5 wants proof!"

"I'm glad you asked brat, 'cuz I got her to write a note."

"What? Let numbuh 5 see it!"

"Here."

Cree gave her sister the note and numbuh 5's eyes widened, and her jaw gaped open.

"Abby can't believe Mum's makin' 'er do this!"

"I know, I don't why I'm letting her make me help you, brat. Oh well, you'll thank me later."

"Yeah, when pigs fly!"

"Then you'll be thanking me soon." Cree smirked and Abby raised an eyebrow.

"If I'm not mistaken, your little-or should I say big friend of yours, numbuh 2 invents flying machines?"

"Hey! That's mean!" He said.

"Hey is for horses and cows like you."

Abby couldn't hold back a smirk and a little giggle.

"Are ya gonna come?" Cree said making her way to the door.

She sighed, "Yeah sure, but lets make it snappy, Abby's getting…uh…interviewed after numbuh 2."

"You mean the pig? And when will you grow up? Stop speaking in third person! Nerd! Haha, you know what I mean don't you wittle Abby? Besides it's really annoying and it makes it so much harder to talk."

"Abby groaned. "DON'T bug Abby about that again! God, why did you have to get so evil! You and your stupid boy friend…" Abby kept complaining all the way out of the door. She slammed the door without even saying goodbye to her teammates.

There was silence in the tree house.

"Do you think she really wanted to go?"

"Do you think you should be being interviewed right now?" Asked numbuh 2. He was a pretty steamed at the moment since he just got burned really badly.

"Oh, crud!" And he sprinted down the stairs.

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"heh, heh. Smart to use the oblivious kids first."

Then she got out her cell phone and dialed a number.

"Yes…yes…yes I told her to go tell the others the new order…yes…well I would know if she did if that stupid kid would hurry up and-."

The door swung open and numbuh 4 came through.

"It's a positive." Poppy quickly said and closed the phone.

"It took you long enough to get here."

"Well there were a few…uh…distractions."

"What kind of distractions?" she said as she took a pen in her hand.

"Well first of all, numbuh 3 jumped on me and wouldn't get off."

Poppy smirked.

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"Do you think she really wanted to go?" numbuh 2 asked numbuh 1.

"Did it look like it?" Numbuh 1 was starting to get a bit of attitude, and he didn't know why.

'I think numbuh 5 is rubbing off on me.'

"Well, sorta."

"No, she didn't want to go, but apparently her mother insists of it."

"Oh, I wonder what she has to do. Cree said she was helping her?"

"I guess so. I wonder how numbuh 5 and her sister act when they're at home."

"Yeah. That's something to think about. You should ask her when she gets back."

"No."

"Why? Because your to shy to talk to your crush?"

"No," Numbuh 1 growled, "because that's personal for her, and I don't want to snoop. It's none of my business."

"Sure…"

"I'm serious!"

"It's OK numbuh 1, everyone knows you like her anyway."

"Really? Well that's news to me."

"You should have known by now then, you're reading the news paper."

He scoffed, " What about you? Do you like anyone?"

"Me?"

"How many other people are in the room?"

"Uh, well, no, not really. Er…no?"

Numbuh 1 put a smug smile on, "My point exactly."

"What? What's your point? What? Uh…heh heh!"

"St-st-stuttering."

"I-I'm not stuttering!"

Numbuh 1 smirked, "Oh? Go head, tell me her name…or numbuh."

"What? No! I'll admit I like someone, but I'm definitely not going to say who."

Numbuh 1 went back to his serious face, "But seriously numbuh 2. You can tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone."

Numbuh 2 hesitated, "OK, I'll tell you, but only if you tell me who you like. 'Cuz I know ya do."

He thought about this proposition, "OK, I'll go first, just to get it over with."

"Righty-oh."

"But promise not to tell anyone?"

"Of course."

"OK, I'll admit, I do like her…numbuh 5."

"Hah! I know it!"

"Your turn."

"Right, uh, I…uh…like…I like…numbuh 86." Numbuh 2 was apprehensive of what numbuh 1 would say.

"That makes sense."

"How?"

"Show me the paper you were doodling on."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Because I drew a picture of numbuh…" He trailed off and slapped his hand to his mouth.

"That's what I thought. Now can I see the picture?"

Numbuh 2 handed numbuh 1 the paper.

There was a stunning picture of numbuh 86 on it, drawn in a heart. Beside that was a heart with H.P +(plus) F.F (equals) and a heart drawn for the answer to the equation.

(I saw somewhere her last name started with a F. I'm not too sure tell me if I'm right or not plz. Thanks for reading keep it up.)

Then next to the initials was written, ' that would be a miracle, it only happens in my dreams.'

"Numbuh 2… I never knew you were so good at drawing! You drew her so…well. It makes her look…really…pretty. Not that she's not actually or anything, er, I'm not saying I like her, it's just that…have you ever thought of being an artist?"

"Not really."

"You could be like…like 'Leonardo Davinci'!"

"I want to invent things."

"But that's it! 'Leonardo' was a famous artist, but he also invented things! He made blueprints for a flying machine and all sorts of stuff!"

(Disclaimer- I don't own Leonardo Davinci, if I did I wouldn't be wasting my time of practicing writing for when I'm older.

And all that stuff about him is true; learned it in school.)

"Really?"

"Mhm." Then he chuckled.

"What?"

"Have you ever seen yourself, when numbuh 86 is giving us a mission?"

"No… aw man! Is it that obvious?"

"Well she probably wouldn't think anything of your expression…unless she like you too."

"Oh that would be a dream."

"But not a very far fetched one. What do you see in her?"

"Everything!"

Numbuh 1 chuckled.

"This is a weird conversation."

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Sorry I took forever to update! I know the ending to this chapter was really 'blah' but I had to end it somewhere. Here's a question I want you all that are reading to answer: If I grew up to be a writer, (and you knew my name) would you read my books?

I just read 'Dave Pelzer's' ' A child called It ' OMG! It was such a sad story about child abuse. I think it was the author's story about his childhood. It's soooo sad, but it's a really good book! It's captivating from the very first sentence! I advise it to matchure 11-12 year olds and 13 and up. It's so horrible; I can't believe a mother would do things like that to her son, while his other brothers got to do whatever! Like burning his hand on a stovetop and getting beating everyday! Starvation, and I would carry on but I don't want to give it away! Lol. Anyway enough of his story.

Read and reply, rock and roll, rest and relax, right and rong, radish and raisin! ( I try to add 1 pair of R words every chapter! Lol!)