A/N: First, thank you for the reviews, I really appreciate them! This one had been burning a hole in my head for a while, but I couldn't think of an intro (the first chapter). So enjoy and please R&R. (Oh, the Italics at the beginning are wally's thoughts.) Please direct all flames to the fireplace, the heater is broken.

Numbuh 5: Didn't ya say Numbuh 5 and Numbuh 1 were gonna be in the story?

Me: Yeah, you'll be at the prom.

Responses:

McQueen 2.0: He is, isn't he? Mostly its just fun to see what will work. Although I'm pretty stuck on 4/86 haha.

Transmission Recovered

KIDS NEXT DOOR

Operation:

P.R.O.M.

Posh

Reverly

Opens

Minds
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"Oh Wally, that is so sweet!" There was genuine affection in Kuki's voice, and she smiled sweetly at him.

YES!

"But, I already have a date to prom. I'm sorry." She gave him a smile that proved she was oblivious to his romantic intentions.

YE- Wait...WHAT? "Goin'...with..someoine...else...oh...Um...that's...okay...me-me too!" He blurted the last words out to fast to think about them.

"Oh! Okay then, we can meet up at the prom! That's what I'm doing with my other friends." She smiled once again before turning back to the cheerleaders, glad everthing was taken care of.

Wally was shattered. Completley and utterly shaken to the bone. Worst of all, he had to find a date to the prom. A date! With some cruddy girl! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Whoi did I have to tell her Oi had a date? He shook his head. Ok, get it together, Wallabee. After all, what girl wouldn't want to accompany the GREAT WALLY BEATLES? Wally puffed up his chest, looking for eligible ladies.

The non-taken girls avoided coming within a 3-foot radius of him.

Hmm. Maybeh callin' every girl in school 'cruddy' to their faces wasn't the best idea.

One girl, however, made no move to avoid him as he moved down the hall.

Fanny Fullbright. Numbuh 86 in the TND.

While most girls had their lockers well-organized and were either chatting, snacking, of fixing their hair and makeup, Fanny was taking evry measure nessasary to shove her folders, binders, and a lot of loose papers into her locker. She looked like she might kill someone if she didn't accomplish this feat.

Oh no, Oi'm not really considerin' this, am Oi? He winced at the thought of her yelling in his face to reject him. However, Fanny seemed to be his only option. Prom was in a week, and more than half the girls were taken. The ones that weren't avoided him like the plague. That might have something to so with his smell, though. What, he had to wear clean clothes every day?

Suddenly, he had an idea. If he went with 86, Numbuh 3 would see how miserable he was and rescue him, ditching her date. Or, on the off chance he had a...tolerable time, Numbuh 3 would get jealous, realize her affections, and ditch her date! It was foolproof!

Wally approched the redhead carefully, fearing being yelled at. There was no need , though, because Fanny had all her attention on her locker.

"YE STUPID SON OF A CAKE-SNIFFING CORNBURNER!-" She yelled, almost incoherently, at her locker. She was using all her strength to shove the papers in, without success.

"Oi! You don't do it like that!" Wally told her. He wadded the papers up and shoved them in with a powerful punch. Then, before they could fall out, the aussie slammed the locker shut.

Fanny turned around. "What do ye want, ye stupid boy?" Normally, she looked livid when a boy came in contact with her. But around Numbuh 4, she just looked... slightly peeved. No-one knew why she was soft on him.

Wally tilted his head and leaned against another kid's locker. "A thank you would be nice," he countered, crossing his arms.

Fanny looked like she might throttle him.

"Ok, Ok," he held up his hands in surrender. "Actually, I, uh, wanted to know, if, maybe, you'd want to, erm, go to prom with...me?" He closed his eyes and winced in advance.

Silence.

Wally opened his eyes and relaxed a bit. Fanny didn't look angry, but she did look very suspicious.

"You want meh," she pointed to herself, "to go to prom, with ye?" She pointed to Wally and raised an eyebrow.

Numbuh 4 rolled his eyes. "Forget it. I'm sorry I asked." He began to walk away.

"I didn't say nay." Fanny called after him.

Wally backed up to where the redhead was standing. "So, you're saying yes?" He questioned, suprised.

"If that's what ye want to say. All I'm saying is, maybei, I, uh, wouldn't mind so much," 86 looked at the floor and shuffled a foot. "if maybei, ye picked me up, at my house, at 7 PM, the day of the dance." She coughed a little.

"So, you're saying yes?" Wally asked, dumbstruck.

"Oh for the love a'- YES! I'M SAYING YES, YOU IDIOT!" She turned away and grumbled to herself.

"Uhm, Ok, cool." Wally stuttered. Phase 1, complete. YEAH! He walked away triumphantly.

After he was long gone, Numbuh 86 smiled to herself. He always was kind of cute...

A/N: Wow fast update! It was burning a hole in my head so here ya go! I kinda feel bad for leading you 3/4 guys on like that bush come on, I did say 4/86! Sorry if the charries are OOC, I tried to get Wally's stupidity and Fanny's ferocity to a more mature level. also, It's kinda bad toward the end so blah.

Numbuh 3: Ooh who am I going with?

Me: You'll see.

Numbuh 4: WHY would I ask out 86? She's crazy!

Me: But you like the crazy ones, huh Numbuh 4?

Numbuh 4: No!