Nigel busied himself with the rest of the school day thinking about the 'baby'. Suddenly, an idea pricked him. While he was waiting uncomfortably and impatiently for school to end, he kept stealing glimpses of Abby. 'What is she thinking about? Is she worried too?' These thoughts echoed in Nigel's ignorant mind as he continued to wait. And wait.
Finally, the long awaited school bell rung. Nigel screamed a quick apology to his friends, grabbed Abby's wrist and sped to his house, ran up to his bedroom and locked the door. Panting, he switched his computer on as Abby sat on one side of his bed and dusted herself.
"Umm… Numbuh 1? Why ja' bring Numbuh 5 here?"
"Come over."
Nigel made a space for Abby on his chair as she came over and he typed in his password on his computer. She sat down next to him, and noticed he had a nervous expression plastered upon his face.
"Numbuh 1? What are ya doin?"
"Well, I just want to know where babies come from…" he trailed off when a sudden look of annoyance crept onto his face. "Argh! I forgot that this computer has got no Internet on it! Now what are we gonna do?" He thought for a moment, and blinked. "Numbuh 5, do you have a plan or anything?"
Abby scratched her chin. "Hmm…Numbuh 5 did watch an Asian drama show which they said that pineapples can cause abortion or somethang…" (A/N: Its what some Asian people say but it's just a myth)
Nigel grabbed Abby's wrist again. "C'mon Numbuh 5! Quick! We've gotta go get to the fruit stall!" Pulling Abby along, he dashed out of the house, quickly arrived at a fruit stall and ordered a basketful of pineapples.
The boy heaved the heavy bag over to a nearby park, which he and his friend then plopped down, exhausted, on the smooth, green grass.
"So…um…Numbuh 5? Wanna take a bite?" Nigel gestured to the heap of yellow fruit.
Abby made a sick face. "Nuh-uh! Just try and make Numbuh 5!"
"Numbuh 5, just finish eating the whole basketful and all our troubles about being parents and having to marry each other and our parents being grandparents will be gone! Now, as your leader, I command you to eat one right now!"
Sulking, the girl gingerly helped herself to a slice; she made a somber face as her fingers sunk slowly into the fruit. Slowly, she started chewing on it, wincing even more as her teeth sank deeply into the disgusting yellow flesh. Seeing her suffering hurt Nigel, whom had secretly had a major crush on her all along. But still, they HAD to get rid of the 'baby' somehow.
Slowly, yet gradually, Abby swallowed it with an uncomfortable expression on her face. She made a gagging noise. "Numbuh 5 always hated pineapples Numbuh 1…can she please stop now?"
"Fine, I'll help you eat them." The leader picked up two pieces, one in each hand, and started devouring as fast as he could while Abby stared at him curiously. Nigel spat them out all of a sudden. "Numbuh 5, I'm not the one pregnant, you eat them!"
The girl's face was red and flushed. "Numbuh 5 really can't eat any more…" she whined. "Her stomach hurts…" Nigel stared at her, pity welling up in his eyes yet determination to get rid of the 'baby' took over. "Ok, Numbuh 5, just eat these two pieces and you're done." The bald boy took up two pieces of fruit in his hands and offered them to his second-in-command. She shook her head stubbornly, her hands clasped over her stomach.
"Numbuh 5, are you ok? Fine, I won't force you to eat any more. Let's go home." Abby winced and grabbed her stomach tighter. "Ya shouldn't force Numbuh 5 ta' eat those pineapples, ya know."
"Sorry, Numbuh 5. Can you get up?"
"Uh, no. It hurts too much."
Nigel smiled, and then he went behind Abby and scooped her up in a bridal position. "Well, is this better?"
The girl smiled and blushed. "Numbuh 1, just don't drop Numbuh 5 if you're flying, ok?"
"Of course I won't, Numbuh 5. Do you think I'm crazy?"
Nigel tapped his heels together and they pelted up into the vast, starry night sky.
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Numbuh 5 thinks so."
"Good."
Nigel blinked. "Do you think we've got the baby out?"
"Nah. Numbuh 5 couldn't eat so many of those." The latter felt Abby shift slightly in his arms. "So Numbuh 5 says we'd probably haf'ta marry each other then. And Numbuh 5 thinks this is a good start." She paused, as if she'd said the wrong thing. The girl looked up at Nigel, and for a moment, their eyes met, then the two kids blushed and quickly turned away.
"Actually, Abby," Nigel felt nervousness explode inside him. "Abby…all these years I've always wanted…to tell you something. And since we have no choice but to marry each other, I'll just have to tell you now." With her total attention focused on him, it made Nigel feel uneasier. He took a deep breath. "Abby, i…i…i…just want to tell you that I lo-"
Nigel was cut off because he had already reached the treehouse and anyway, Numbuh 3 was there so he figured it would really embarrassing if she heard. He made a smooth landing and let Abby down.
"Hi Numbuh 5! Where did you and Numbuh 1 go? Oooo…I know! I know! Maybe you guys were out buying your engagement ring!" she gasped in happiness. "Or maybe you were buying your pretty dress! Did you bring me anything by the way? Did you? Did you? Did you?"
Abby laughed. "All Numbuh 1 bought me was tons of pineapples, Numbuh 3. And it was nasty." She yawned. "Numbuh 5's gonna go get some sleep. Goodnight guys." Kuki pranced down the stairs to her bedroom, whilst Nigel stood there blinking in confusion.
'Am I really having feelings for Numbuh 5?"