And heeeere's Chapter Ten!

If I say anything about this chapter, I'll just reveal too much. So, I'll take this moment to recommend another 5/H fic - Choktober Fest by RoseofDestiny. Go read it. NOW.

Or at least after this...

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Chapter Ten

"Man, Numbuh Five has got to stop drinkin' so much soda before bed..."

Abby stepped into the living room, careful to step over empty soda cans, the remains of a stash she and Heinrich had found earlier. They'd only been asleep a couple hours when Abby had to use the bathroom.

Suddenly, Abby heard a noise coming from elsewhere in the house, possibly the garage. She tiptoed carefully through the living room and the kitchen, approaching the door to the garage. When she'd reached the door, she burst it open, to catch whatever intruder may be there by surprise.

"Alright, whoever you are, GET OUT OF-"

But as Abby looked around, there was no one in the garage, and the place was silent.

"Numbuh Five coulda sworn something was here..." Abby muttered. She looked around the garage a second time, just to be sure, then closed the door again.

As Abby went back into the living room, the box covering the trapdoor to Carmelite's hideout slowly tilted back, as the trapdoor slowly opened a crack. There was a pause as the person lifting the door peeked to see if anyone was still in the garage.

"Man, that was too close..." the person whispered.

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"Guten Morgen, everybody..."

Heinrich and Abby woke up from sleeping on the floor to see Carmelite yawning and sitting up on the couch.

"Just you two?" she continued, "Where'd Leo go?"

"He went off to find Heiny and I." Abby replied.

"Oh I see...er, I mean - but Heinrich's right here! You must mean you and Dad."

Heinrich and Abby didn't respond, but Carmelite could tell Heinrich wasn't fooled anymore.

"...she told you, didn't she?"

"Ja," Heinrich answered, "She did."

"Right then...Leo's not gonna be happy about this, but it'll save us the awkward moment once we find your future selves."

"It's already ein awkward moment."

"Well, might as well get it over with now than...Mom, what are you doing?"

Abby had opened the garage door again, and was looking around inside.

"Thought I heard somethin' last night..." she muttered in response, "Probably gone now."

Suddenly, there was a low rumbling sound, and the ground shook a little. Heinrich got up and rushed over to the window.

"Ve haff company." he informed the girls.

Carmelite and Abby rushed over to the window to see what he meant by that. Coming down the street were tanks, jeeps, and other military vehicles.

"Probably that moron, General Beetles." Carmelite groaned, "He can't do anything subtly..."

"So, what're we supposed to do?" Abby asked.

Carmelite pulled out her bag of candy explosives and looked inside.

"I don't know if these are enough to hold 'em off..." she sighed, "If I had any more cinnamon ones, I could take them out, no problem."

"Ve haff to come up vith somezing!" Heinrich said, "It's not like help vill fall of out ze sky."

Just then, something large crashed right behind them. Heinrich, Abby, and Carmelite turned around to see the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S., tilted forward, and sticking through the ceiling of the living room. Then, from underneath the bus, crawled out Leopold.

"Sorry if I surprised you guys." he apologized, "Anyway, I checked with everyone who would know where Mom and Dad were, but no luck."

"Um, we've kinda got bigger things to worry about." Carmelite told her brother.

"ATTENTION, FUGITIVES!" shouted an Australian-accented voice through a megaphone outside, "OI'M GIVIN' YA TILL THE COUNT OF THREE TO COME OUT! ONE...uh...what's next?"

"Man, Numbuh Four's just gotten dumber..." Abby sighed.

"Don't worry," Leopold assured his family, "I already contacted Kids Next Door Global Command. Reinforcements should be here soon. While we're waiting, we should-"

"oh, right...TWO!...err, um..."

"Shoot, that took him quicker than last time..." Carmelite muttered, looking out the window.

"Anyway," continued Leopold, "We should...we should...okay, I'm gonna be honest. For once, I don't have a plan."

"WHAT?!" everyone shouted.

"Look, I wasn't expecting this. I thought I'd find out where Mom and Dad went, we'd go find them, and everything would be okay. But then, it turns out nobody's seen them, and then I get fired at while heading back home..."

"That's why ya crashed, right?" Abby asked.

"Yeah...and we don't even have any weapons anymore. They all spilled out of the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S. when it was attacked."

"What about mine?" Carmelite asked, "I still have some in the hideout."

"Zat's not ein bad idea." Heinrich agreed, "Candy-based veaponry is usually good enough to slow down an attack like zat."

"All right, all right, let's go." Leopold ordered the others. They rushed underneath the C.O.O.L.-B.U.S., and into the kitchen, towards the garage door.

"You don't think Heiny and I are gonna mind that there's a bus stickin' through the roof, do ya?" Abby asked Leopold, as they dashed to the door.

"What do you mean, you and Hein...rich?" Leopold asked, but realized what she meant once he got to the last word, "Did you have to tell him?"

"Seemed like the right time."

"Well, as long as Carmelite and I are still here, I guess it's okay. And no, you guys aren't gonna mind - it's not the biggest thing to crash through the roof."

Heinrich and Carmelite, ahead of Leopold and Abby, burst through the garage door.

"You guys can talk later!" Carmelite shouted to her brother and soon-to-be mom, "Hurry up!"

Heinrich meanwhile, pushed away the box covering the trapdoor. He then noticed the padlock was missing.

"Zat's strange." he commented, lifting the trapdoor up, "Perhaps Carmelite left it - AHH!"

The others turned to see Heinrich missing, and the trapdoor banging shut.

"Maybe you DID hear someone break in last night, Mom." Carmelite said, panicking, "And whoever it just grabbed Dad!"

Quickly, they all rushed to the trapdoor. Abby began to open it.

"THREE!"

"You guys better get in before - " Abby began, but was grabbed in, before she had a chance to shout. A shot was fired outside, and the house shook from the blast.

"Come on!" Leopold urged his sister. He threw the trapdoor wide open, and the two hurried in to confront whoever had just grabbed their future parents.

"I don't know who you are," Carmelite threatened whoever was down there, as she and Leopold got to the bottom of the steps, "But you'd better let go of our - " She and Leopold then gasped.

"Mom?!" Leopold shouted.

"Dad?!" added Carmelite.