(me) IF I SEE ANOTHER STAR FOX COMMERCIAL OR AD I WILL SCREAM!

Star Fox commercial comes on

(me) twitches AHHHHHHHHHH!

"Don't worry team," Numbuh 1 said, extreme sadness in his voice. "We'll search again tomorrow." He looked at his team. For the past day they had been searching non-stop for Numbuh 5. Numbuh 2 was barely holding himself up because of complete exhaustion, Numbuh 3's eyes were bloodshot from all the crying she had done, and Numbuh 4's eyes had traces of tears and he held Numbuh 3 close. Numbuh 1 was a total complete mess, although he did not let his team see him like that. His eyes were red and puffy from exhaustion and from crying. He did not sleep a wink the night before and when he finally did fall asleep he had a dream of Numbuh 5 being tortured and awoke shaking. Numbuh 2 headed back to his room while Numbuh 4 led Numbuh 3 back to hers.

"Don't worry Numbuh 3. I'm sure she'll be fine!" Numbuh 4 said, pulling Numbuh 3 close to him protectively. Numbuh 3 started to cry.

"I'm scared Wally! I don't want to lose Numbuh 5!" They entered Numbuh 3's room and she collapsed on the bed.

"Don't worry Kooks, I'm sure we'll find 'er!" Numbuh 4 lied, but he did not fully believe himself. They had just gotten back from searching Father's mansion and she wasn't there. In fact, no one was there! It was starting to look grim. Numbuh 4 tucked Numbuh 3 in and then went to leave, but Numbuh 3 grabbed his hand.

"Numbuh 4?" She asked giving a pleading look and Numbuh 4 sighed.

"Fine!" he said and pulled up a chair next to her bed. Soon Numbuh 4 and 3 were asleep hand in hand.

Numbuh 1 was sitting at his desk were all the information they stole from Father's mansion.

'There is NOTHING!' he thought and in anger slammed his fist down onto his wooden table putting a fist-sized whole in it. "DAMN IT!" He yelled. He just sat there for a few seconds, breathing heavily and then burst out crying. He collapsed onto his knees. 'Numbuh 5!' he thought. 'This is all my fault. I should have been quicker. I should have seen their attack coming and if I did I could have been with her!' I should have thoughts flowed through his mind. He sat back down and put his head in his hands.

"Incoming transmission," the cool voice of the computer said and Numbuh 1 awoke with a start. He glanced at his watch and read it read 4 AM.

"Accept transmission," Numbuh 1 said drowsily and Maurice's face came on screen. "What do you want teenager?"

"Nigel you have to listen to me!" Maurice said.

"I don't have to listen to a teenager, end trans..."

"Wait! I know where Numbuh 5 is!" He said and Numbuh 1's hopes rose.

"Wait a second, why should I trust you! This is probably just a trap!" Numbuh 1 said.

"No Nigel listen," Maurice glanced around nervously. "I was never decomissioned."

"What?" Numbuh 1 asked shocked. "We were there...we saw..."

"No, I was inducted into the Teen Spies, listen I can't talk now. If you don't believe me contact 86 and tell her I said 'apple pie' she'll explain it to you. Anyway I don't have exact coordinates yet but I'll contact you later today."

"Alright...how is Numbuh 5?" Numbuh 1 asked, still not fully trusting Maurice.

"She's alright...for the time being," Maurice said looking away, cleary ashamed.

"What do you..."

"I can't talk now," Maurice said interrupting him, "I'll contact you later. End transmission." The screen went black and Numbuh 1 leaned back in his chair. He didn't sense any deceit from Maurice but it did sound far-fetch. 'Apple pie?' he thought. 'I don't know.' He headed to his bedroom to get some more sleep before he had to deal with Numbuh 86's screetchy voice in the morning.

"What do YOU want you stupid boy?" Numbuh 86 asked and Numbuh 1 mentally winced.

"I had an interesting transmission last night, from Maurice." Numbuh 86's gaze faltered into shock. "He says 'apple pie', now I want information." Numbuh 86 sighed.

"He was never decomissioned and was inducted into the Teen Spies, its an organization for an elite group of operatives. He has been pretending to be one of Father's minions but he has been feeding the Kids Next Door information," she said softly.

"So he wasn't lying," Numbuh 1 muttered softly. "Thank you, Numbuh 86," he saluted, "end transmission." Nigel sat back down in his chair. He glanced at his watch and figured the rest of his team was still asleep. 'So then Maurice is on our side.' He thought. 'Then he knows where Numbuh 5 is!' Numbuh 1 could not wait until Maurice called back.

"Get up!" Someone yelled at Numbuh 5 and she lazily opened her eyes. "Get up now!" When she failed to do so she recieved a swift kick in the side.

"Ow! Alright CHAD I'm getting up!" She got up ignoring the pains in her side and shoulder and glared at Chad. "What do you want?"

"I've been sent for you, now lets go!" He roughly pulled her out of her cell and led her down the same hallway as yesterday. They arrived at the same double doors and Chad roughly pushed her in and slammed the door behind her. She made her way once again up the steps.

"Have you thought about my offer?" Father asked when she reached the top of the steps.

"Yea and Numbuh 5 has two words for you. Fuck you," she said venomously.

"Wrong answer!" Father replied a threw a fireball at her. She doged it.

"Missed me sucka!" she taunted.

"Oh I highly doubt I will miss again," he replied and suddenly there were about thirty clones of him in the room. All sixty eyes focused on her. She gasped. She turned around and ran down the steps as fast as she could. Then, two of the Fathers came flying from behind her and blocked the exit. She turned back around to see the other clones lining the steps and the real Father walking down them. "Now you have three options, one you can join me and we will destroy the pathetic Kids Next Door, two you can tell me who the pathetic little spy is and you will be free to go, or three you will suffer slowly and painfully." She pondered her choices.

"I choose D, none of the above!" She answered.

"Wrong answer!" Suddenly she felt two hands grab her arms and they pulled her hands behind her back. She struggled but couldn't break free. Father approached her. He grabbed her bad shoulder and she winced in pain. Then his hand started to flame, burning Numbuh 5's shoulder. She cried out in pain. He stopped and Numbuh 5 felt weak. He formed a fireball in his hands. "Now are you so sure about your answer?" Numbuh 5 just glared at him, she didn't have the energy to do anything else. Before she entered unconsciousness Numbuh 5 felt a burning sensation in her stomach.

(me) AHH! HIGH SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW! AHHH! faints