"Ey, Numbah One! Where're you?" Number Four walked into the tree house with Number Three and Number Two behind him.

"Number one!" Number Three called.

"Hey, we got you a corn dog, Number One!" Number Two yelled.

"Yeah, but you decided to eat the dang thing!" Number Four remarked.

Number Two spotted Number Five lying on their couch, "Oh hey, Number Five. How's your spring vaca goin'?"

"Pretty alright, Numbah Two." She said.

"Yeah, yeah have you seen Numbah One?" Number Four asked.

She sighed, "Should be in his room."

"I've already told you, Number 86. My schedule has been booked this whole month."

"Are ya kidding! Ya don't know how long I," She held her breath then groaned in frustration and the communicator blinked that Number 86 has ended the call.

He sighs, "What could be so important if there aren't any adults messing around?"

The rest of the Kids Next Door began to bang on his door, "Numbah One! Number One! Number One!"

"Great," he sighs again. "I spoke too soon." He stood to oped the door for them.

"Number One, we're back from the mall!" Number Three skipped to a bean bag as Number Two and Number Four squished together in the doorway.

"That's nice; I was just at a diner. All of us weren't gone for too long. What's the matter?"

"Oh . . . uh well," Number Four began to turn and ruffle the edges of the sleeves of his jacket.

"Uh . . . um . . ." Number Three was swishing from side to side and fiddling with her rainbow monkey.

Number Two was chuckling under pressure, "You see, what happened was,"

"It was him!" Number Four called out.

"What? No, I didn't! I . . . I . . . It was you!"

"Yeah right, you were the one who wanted to go to the mall!"

"But you wanted to go see that stupid movie!"

"Ey, don't pin this on me! Would you really want to go see rainbow monkeys again! I've seen enough of those in my life wit' her!"

"Rainbow monkeys save the world!"

"Enough with that garbage, Numbah Three! Rainbow monkeys are dumb and annoying!"

"Hey!" Number One regained their attention, "did you only come here to argue and point your fingers?"

"I . . . we . . . well, I mean," Number Four began to rub the back of his head.

"We had a fun day! Just letting you know, okay. Bye, Number One!" Number Three rushed quickly to end the group's discussion and back away.

"Yeah, bye Number One!" Number Two saluted as he sprinted to the door with Number Three.

"I . . . I . . ." He muttered, "Oh crud, they did this again." He scurried out the door.

"For goodness sake, will these three ever think?" He falls on top of his bed as he lands with his face on his pillow, "Such a long day."

"Oh Nigie," She calls loud throughout his room and the tree house that it gave a small shook.

"Oh shut up already," he groaned in his pillow.

"Nigie!" The farthest wall in his room was soon torn apart.

"What the-Lizzie?!" He jumped to his feet. "What in the world is the matter with you?"

She says innocently, "Me? This is only a natural outbreak. You see, I've been heartbroken, Nigel. For me to be like this is only because I am hurt and the reason for that is you!" She charged with her giant robot machine and reached for Number One.

"Numbah One!" The Kids Next Door gathered together and took a good look at the sight.

"Oi, what's the meanin' 'o' this?" Number Four yelled out, "This is our tree house! You can't just barge in like this. You could at least ask . . . but I mean we'd still say no." Number Five butted him in his hip with her elbow, "Ey, what the croikies was that for?"

"Now is not the time, Numbah Four. Numbah One needs our help."

"Thank you, Number Five. Now please, would you come before she takes me away!" Number One screamed as Lizzie grabbed him into her giant fist, "Kids Next Door initiate operation b.r.e.a.k.u.p.! Big-Revolutionary-Explosives-Annihilate-Kooky-Unwelcome-Past."

Lizzie gasps as tears of anger rage into her eyes, "You take that back, Nigel!"

The Kids Next Door assembled to their positions to rescue Number One in their own giant robot, "We're coming for you, Number One!"

"That's right! Rainbow monkeys are here to save you!"

"Enough about the dang monkeys!"

"Not now, you two." Number Five pushed the knob of a lever and switched on the noisy buttons.

"Ready to launch giant pop rocks, Number Four?" Number Two asked.

"Ready," Number Four checked in.

"Ready to fire bubblegum candy, Number Three?"

"Ready!"

"Ready for the fireworks, Number Five?"

"Oh-ho," she clapped her hands and rubbed them together, "You know it, baby!"

Their machine rammed against Lizzie's and they were head to head as Number Two controlled the head, "You can't keep me away from him!"

"Oh, yes we can!" They took a jab at her machine and she wobbled, "launch bubblegum candy!"

"Ah!" She shielded the bubblegum candy with her hands the best she could and took a swing at them but she missed and stepped back.

Number Two took another jab at her, "Launch the giant pop rocks!"

"On it, Numbah Two!" He pressed the switch and the pop rocks darted at her as they exploded like mini heart attacks against her robot.

Lizzie's robot spasmed wildly as she struggled to move forward. "I . . . will not . . . give up!" She lunged forward with a jab, but her robot cranked as the aluminum pipe's began to exhaust steam. The energy shut down and broke down as it headed for the ground.