"Numbuh 4!" Kuki's angry scream filled the treehouse, causing every operative to cover their sensitive ears. Kuki soon came storming out of her room and into the TV room where the rest of the operatives were sitting, a towel wrapped around her head.
"Numbuh 4! I can't believe you!" Kuki yelled at him.
"Boy, what'd you do now?" Abby smacked him on the head.
"Ow, nuthin'" Wally exclaimed innocently.
"You know perfectly well what you've done Wallabee Steve Anthony Beatles!" Kuki placed her hands on her hips angrily. She then pulled the towel from her head, showing her hair, it was all sticky and knotted. Wally stifled a laugh.
Abby Hoagie and Nigel glared at Wally with annoyed looks.
"He put honey in my favourite shampoo!" Kuki shouted, tears forming in her eyes.
Abby once again smacked Wally on the head and stood up, linking arms with Kuki.
"Come on girl, I'll help ya get it out." She said gently. Leading Kuki into her room.
Seeing the sadness in his crush's eyes, Wally suddenly felt extremely guilty. Once Kuki and Abby left the room, Wally leant forward on the sofa and placed his head in his hands.
"Well, I hope you're proud of yourself Numbuh 4!" Nigel scolded. "Once again you've upset you teammate!"
"Man, she's real mad at me this time!" Wally muttered.
"Yeah, when she calls you by your full name then you know she's fuming." Hoagie chortled uncomfortably.
"If you really want her to like you then why must you play so many ridiculous pranks on her?" Nigel moaned.
"WHAT!?!" Wally exclaimed, looking up with his nose scrunched up.
Nigel just looked at him, about to argue with him about his crush, but then shook his head and chose not to.
Wally stood up with an attitude and stormed towards his room, he opened his door and was about to step inside, then he overheard the voices of the two girls.
"Just forget it girl. You know he does stupid things." Abby's voice said calmly.
"I know...But doesn't he realise how much it hurts me?" Kuki's voice followed, Wally stood by Abby's door and listened.
A rush of guilt went through his body, he hated it whenever he made Kuki cry. He hated it when he made her feel sad.
But, of course, he was Wallabee Beatles, well known for doing things and thinking about it later. He hated being so outspoken, but that was how he was, it's how he had always been.
He carried on listening to the girls' conversation.
"You know he wouldn't do that if he knew it would upset you so much...I know it's pretty obvious that it'd upset you, honey in your shampoo, but...well, you're one of his best friends, and he's pretty stupid. He didn't mean it." Abby told Kuki, not sure of what to say.
"I know." Kuki replied. "I just wish he didn't act so mean."
"Yeah," Abby's voice trailed off, obviously not knowing what to say. "Hey look! Chase and the guys are hanging outside again,"
He heard both Kuki and Abby giggle as they were obviously waving and communicating at the boys through Abby's window.
Slowly, Wally walked back to his room. When he was in there, he sat in his wrestling ring silently.
Hr felt terrible about the way that he always acted around her, and the thought of how she'd forgive him a few hours later made him become even fonder of her.
To him, it felt like he had sat in the ring for hours. He wasn't entirely sure why he was just sitting there, whether it was to punish himself or just for thought. However, he had made a decision.
He stood up, walked out of his room and into the main area where Nigel and Hoagie were sat.
"I'm off to my grandma's." He announced hastily, and walked out of the treehouse before any questions could be asked.
Sure enough, Wally went to his grandma's house. He went up into her attic and began to rummage through some old boxes, he found many clothes of his father when he was Wally's age.
Wally grinned as he examined the old clothes of his father realising that these clothes which he had scrunched his nose at two years ago, had now came back into fashion among kids his age.
He couldn't really believe it, his dad was a skater boy. Wally had always imaged his father to wear shirt and tie during his childhood, just as he had always known him.
Although it wasn't Wally's style, he had to admit his dad was pretty fashionable.
In this box, it was t-shirts, hoodies and sweatshirts.
They were mostly striped and/or black with skulls.
He moved to the next box to look for trousers, he thought a lot before deciding to try on the tight jeans which he hated so much.
Pleading to himself that he would fit into them due to his lack of height he attempted to place them over his regular baggy jeans, he then cursed aloud when they wouldn't go over them. Oh, how he loathed skinny jeans.
Deciding to skip that idea, he went into the other box, full of beanie hats and a few ascots.
He threw the boxes down the ladders and was about to go down the ladder, when he saw a small box marked 'wigs'.
Curious at this box he went over and opened it. He wasn't too sure who's they were, but there were four wigs in there.
He pulled out one which was black with long hair. It kind of reminded him of Kuki's except it was just a little shorter.
He threw that aside and carried on looking through the wigs, there was a blonde one, similar to his, but a little longer. An auburn one which was extremely short. The last one was brown, curly and just a little bit longer than his hair.
He decided to take that too.
When he got home, he tried on the jeans, and was fascinated that they fitted. He mentally laughed at the fact that his dad was short at his age too, he was also very pleased as this was a sign that he would grow.
He also put on a blue T-shirt with black writing that said 'That's what she said ' although he didn't really understand it, he still found it pretty funny. Then he went and stood in the mirror to see what he looked like, he placed on the wig and a black beanie hat with a blue skull on the side.
While he was looking in the mirror, his dad walked in.
"Well, look at you sport!" His father exclaimed. "Trying on your dad's old clothes? Good to see they've got some use again."
His dad walked back out again, Wally looked back at his mirror and sighed. Even if he did admit himself, he did look pretty good.
His dad came back a few seconds later with something behind his back.
"I think the wigs a little much son, but other than that, you really do look great."
Wally rolled his eyes as his father varied on muttering on, he didn't understand how a simple man could talk so much in a matter of time.
"But, anyway. Any skater boy, needs a skateboard." He said and brought his hands out in front of him, in them was the most amazing skateboard that Wally had ever seen.
The top was just black, on the bottom was a smoky, blue picture of a grey ship headed towards a waterfall shaped like a skull.
"Wow, thanks dad!" Wally smiled as he took it.
"That board got me through some tough times, take good care of it." His dad said as if it were his most precious possession.
"I was going to give it to you years ago, but you've never really been into skateboards, and I was worried that you'd mistreat it. That board helped me make friends, grab girls, and beat boredom."
Wally smiled thankfully and walked out to his garden to try it out.
Once he put his foot on the board and pushed, he fell right onto his rear end.
"Ouch!" He shouted as he hit the floor for the eighteenth time.
He couldn't do this, he needed help.