Five
"Kuki's heading your way Abby," Hoagie remarked over the com-link. Abby just nodded not bothering to respond. She could spot Kuki coming towards her. She knew the mission she still wasn't one hundred percent sure it was going to work though. She started to walk down the street accidentally dropping a bit of paper near where Kuki was about to cross.
"Nu- Excuse me you dropped this," Kuki yelled jogging up to her.
"She fell for it hook, line and sinker. You doubted me?" Hoagie's smug voice came over the com-link. She chose to wisely ignore that statement and turn around to face Kuki.
"Yeah- I must have thanks it's my homework for science class Ms Thomas would have had a fit if I'd left that behind," Kuki raised an eyebrow.
"I've got Ms Thomas for Science as well. I think one of your friends are in my class… Hoagie Gulligan?"
"She's testing you, careful Abs," Abby kept herself from rolling her eyes. It had been five months since Kuki had been declared a traitor of the kids next door and now Abby and Hoagie had been given a mission to slip a tracker on to her.
"Yeah we became friends through an English project and that was how he introduced me to his other friend Wally." Kuki nodded listening to Abby actively. Abby briefly wondered if Kuki could tell that she was lying but then decided that she wasn't.
"Well this is my turn off," Kuki said her street moving her bag onto the other shoulder. As she did that Abby slipped the tracker into Kuki's bag. She gave Kuki a smile.
"Well it was nice talking to you-" Abby paused pretending to forget her name for a few moments.
"Just call me Kuki," Kuki said somewhat sadly. Abby gave Kuki a small smile.
"Is anything wrong?" She asked concerned inwardly guessing what could be the matter. However Kuki just shook her head and forced a smile on her face.
"No, nothing's wrong just thinking about some old friends that's all," Abby caught the hidden meaning but just nodded.
"Well I hope wherever your old friends are they're thinking of you as well." Kuki sighed.
"I wish they where as well but I'm almost guessing that they're not." She said turning around, "Nice meeting you Abby," she headed off to her own home. Abby nearly stopped her saying that she hadn't told her, her name but decided to leave it be.
"That went well." She commented into the com-link. There was silence for a few moments.
"Well at least she's wrong on one account we are thinking about her now," Hoagie commented and Abby sighed.
"Why'd she turn on them Hoagie? I can understand Cree but Kuki? I would have thought that Nigel would of done that first." She questioned out loud shaking her head.
"I guess we'll never know Abs," Hoagie said sighing as well, "Maybe she had changed more than we thought. Maybe she saw something we didn't."
"Maybe she just finally wised up." An Irish voice spoke up from behind her and Abby startled growling when she spotted Fanny Fallbright standing behind her in complete battle ready armor, showing a strand of red hair which was how Abby realized who she was talking to.
"New question who the heck are you and hasn't your father ever told you it isn't nice to interrupt other people's conversations?" Abby snapped she couldn't let Fanny know that she hadn't gotten decommissioned.
"Abs are you okay? Who are you talking too?" She ignored Hoagie and concentrated on the Irish girl in front of her.
"Ah come on Numbuh Five you know who I am otherwise you wouldn't of greeted me this way," Fanny said with a smirk and Abby pretended to look confused.
"Nope sorry face doesn't ring a bell and I think that mess of red hair would do, however if your looking for a fight you've come to the wrong place," Abby started to turn away when Fanny reached out pulling her braid back.
"Not so fast Numbuh Five," Abby rolled her eyes.
"Look would you quit calling me that? I have no idea what you're talking about," The angrier she got the easier she found it was to lie, "however you are one nasty female,"
"Leave her alone," A voice spoke up from a tree branch. Both Abby and Fanny looked up to see another teenager in complete battle ready armor however this time round she couldn't tell who it was.
"But-" Fanny started to protest. Abby wanted to raise an eyebrow. Who was this teenager and why where they helping her?
"Orders where to head straight to the tree house. Not beat up past members of the kids next door who don't remember anything," Fanny huffed and looked away.
"Fanny,"
"Don't call me that!" She yelled.
"I'm not going to call you by your code name. That's long gone. You're a teenager live with it." The teenager informed her, they stared at each other for awhile and then Fanny finally walked away. Leading the other teenagers with them.
"Thanks-"
"No problem." The teenager said with a small smile heading the same way that Fanny had left only moments before. Abby stared after her awhile and then remembered Hoagie.
"Hoagie?" Abby asked quietly over the com-link
"Abby what the hell just happened?" She just shook her head forgetting that Hoagie couldn't see anything.
"I have no idea. Can you get Wally and tell him to meet up at my place in half an hour?"
"Alright we'll be there soon. Later"
"Bye" Abby said softly walking back to her own house. She still couldn't figure out what was going on. Why had that teenager saved her from Fanny? Would she fight her if she had the chance anyway? She knew that she would with Fanny but what if she had to fight Kuki? That was another story.
Could Wally fight Kuki if he had to?
She didn't know the answer and she wasn't sure if she wanted to find out. The situation had changed so quickly in the last few months. Two years ago everything had been fine. They all would have been still be fighting adult evil and be hanging around the tree house.
But like the teenager had said. That was long gone, they where teenagers now and things had changed.
It just wasn't fair.
But then again life wasn't fair.
The knocking at the door brought her out of her thoughts and she rushed back down stairs glad that both her parents and her sister where out. She however froze after she opened the door.
"I need your help"
Transmission Interrupted.
