A/N: The real chapter 4. :P
The last part really sucks, but I managed to squeeze in a tiny bit of 3/4. Next chapter there will be 2/5 and 3/4, I swear!
Nigel: That's what you said last time.
Me: Shut up!
Disclaimer: I don't own the KND. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfictions.
Chapter 4
Triopolis Treehouse:
"NUMBUH 74.239! How many times have I told you not to break into our Treehouse!" An alien that looked mostly humanoid was standing in the elevator.
"Relax, Numbuh 210K," Numbuh 74.239 calmly replied. He turned to Numbuh 1. "Numbuh 1, meet your new leader."
You could obviously tell Numbuh 210K was a girl by how she dressed. She wore a red skort, and a short-sleeved gray-pink cardigan layered over a long-sleeved black shirt. Numbuh 210K was human from the waist up, but one of her legs had been replaced with a robotic one. She had short, reddish hair, and instead of her eyes being some normal color, they were neon orange. Just looking at her eyes made Numbuh 1 homesick, reminding him of Numbuh 362's shirt, or Numbuh 4's hoodie.
Get a grip, Numbuh 1.
"What planet are you from?" Numbuh 1 asked, attempting to break the ice. "You look like a human."
"Mars. Martians are very similar to Earth beings, though we do possess special abilities. My special ability is to control wind," Numbuh 210K said stiffly.
"Come on, Numbuh 1," Numbuh 74.239 said, stepping into the elevator and gesturing for both operatives to do the same. "Let's go meet your new teammates."
GKND Base:
"Right this way, Numbuh 362," Numbuh 2x² said, floating through the opening at the end of the "garage."
"Whoa!" Numbuh 362 stopped right at the edge of the big opening. She was expecting a solid floor, but the floor seemed to be a long way down. Somehow, the GKND had hollowed out the trunk of the tree and built a gihugeic factory-like thing in the trunk. On the floor were a lot of high-tech computers, and aliens typing away at them. Gears lined the walls, and air vents were scattered all over the floor.
"Um, Numbuh 2x²?" Numbuh 362 called out as her alien companion flew out over the gap. "I can't fly."
"Oh, yes, just step above that air vent, please," Numbuh 2x² said. Numbuh 362 stepped cautiously onto the air, then she felt a column of strong wind push her upwards. Numbuh 2x² hit a button on the wall, and the air grew stronger. The wind pushed Numbuh 362 into a long, clear tube, with platforms sticking out. Behind each platform was a door with a number on it. Finally, Numbuh 2x² hit another button, and the wind stopped pushing. Numbuh 2x² floated into the door marked "365", and Numbuh 362 stepped onto the platform jutting out and followed it.
"This is Numbuh 1's room," Numbuh 2x² said.
"But where is he?" Numbuh 362 asked.
Numbuh 2x² frowned. "Please allow me to check." The box that doubled as its head and body whirled around in a 90 degree angle. A screen appeared on the side that was facing the front. Numbuh 74.239's face appeared on it.
"Numbuh 74.239!" Numbuh 362 shouted at the screen.
"Oh, hi, Numbuh 362!" he answered, apparently not noticing or caring that Numbuh 362 was in the GKND base.
"Where's Numbuh 1?" Numbuh 362 asked.
"Oh, I just sent him to meet his new sector," Numbuh 74.239 replied. He appeared to be piloting some sort of aircraft. "But I left before the introductions."
"Which planet?" Numbuh 2x² inquired, with a little difficulty, as its face was turned to the side.
"Triopolis. Numbuh 74.239, over and out." The screen filled with static.
Triopolis Treehouse (again):
"Welcome, Numbuh 1, to Sector XQR. As you all already know, I am the leader, Numbuh 210K."
Numbuh 1 had been led to the briefing room to be introduced to his teammates, which was located underneath the control room. Like all the other rooms in the Treehouse, the walls were glass, but these walls were blue. A floating silver platform where Numbuh 210K was standing levitated in the far end of the room. In front of the platform was a strange structure in which the operatives sat in. It looked like a giant glass ring set into the ground, except it was cut in half and rounded at the top so it provided a sort of roof. In the interior of the curved part were cushiony benches, one for each operative to sit in.
"This is Numbuh 3.14, my brother," Numbuh 210K said, gesturing to a boy with really messy black hair. He wore an earset, except this earset included a laser that covered one of his eyes. (A/N: If you don't get what it looks like, just look at the cover of The Clone Codes, by Patricia and Frederick Mckissack.)
"Actually, it's Numbuh 3.141592635—"
"Yeah, whatever," Numbuh 210K interrupted, clearly annoyed. "He's our 2x4 technologist and pilot." She pointed to a different operative.
"This is our hand-to-hand combat specialist, Numbuh 1HKO." (A/N: Get it? It stands for "one hit K.O." *smiles proudly*)
"Hiya." She waved and smiled a little. Numbuh 1HKO had white blonde hair that was pulled into two pigtails and blue eyes. A pair of fairy-like wings protruded from her shoulders. But her outfit definitely did not match her angelic looks. She wore a camouflage military jacket and khaki cargo capris.
"I'm Numbuh $6.99!" an operative exclaimed, jumping up.
Numbuh 210K groaned. "Numbuh $6.99! Could you please wait next time?"
"Sorry."
Numbuh 210K cleared her throat. "As I was saying, Numbuh $6.99 is our toy and game specialist, and he's our copilot." Numbuh $6.99 had a black and gray cat tail, and wore a green cap, worn backwards over his spiky dark brown hair.
"Last but not least, is Numbuh 1003. She's our muridae caretaker and 2nd in command." The last operative to be introduced looked the least human. Her right hand was way bigger than normal, and she had dark purple cat ears sticking out from her hair, which was the same color.
"Muriwha?" Numbuh 1 asked.
"You know…" Numbuh 210K paused. "What do they call those on Earth again…? Oh yeah, hamsters! Getting back on topic, everyone, this is Numbuh 1, our new diversionary tactics officer and 2nd in command in weaponry." (A/N: What? Numbuh 1's good at making plans…)
Everyone else said something in a random language. "Oh, yeah, Numbuh 1, you'll need this earset to understand everyone correctly." Numbuh 210K handed him a silver earset, and it was then that Numbuh 1 noticed that everyone was also wearing one.
Just as Numbuh 1 had put on the earset, an alarm began blaring. Numbuh 210K stomped on a certain part of the platform with her robotic leg, and the alarm stopped. A screen materialized behind her. Numbuh Infinity appeared on the screen.
"Numbuh 210K! We need you at post 37 immediately! Hey, don't touch that!" The last statement was directed at a rookie operative, who pressed a button on the dashboard. The screen went blank.
"Kids Next Door, move out! We're going to planet Snowflorinia!"
An hour later…Sector V:
"Are we there yet?" asked a very annoyed Numbuh 4. Sector V had been on a wild goose chase the second they had set foot on the GKND base. Numbuh 2x² had told them that Numbuhs 1 and 362 had gone to planet Triopolis, then the Treehouse had informed them that Sector XQR were on a mission in planet Snowflorinia. Numbuh 2 had to stop in the city to ask for coordinates, but almost none of the aliens knew English.
"Almost," Numbuh 2 said, in response to Numbuh 4's question. "Snowflorinia should be coming up right about now…" Right on cue, a planet emerged. It was snowy white, as its name might suggest, with mountains sticking up all over the place. Four icy blue rings encircled the planet in an asterisk formation. Numbuh 2 landed on a flat part of the planet.
"Great. Now we just have to find Numbuh 1," Numbuh 5 said a little sarcastically.
"It'll take forever to find Numbuh 1 on this planet!" Numbuh 4 exclaimed, throwing a fistful of snow into the air.
"Right. Then we'll just have to split up."
"WHAT? Remember the last time we split up?" (A/N: See my fanfic, Half Decommissioned. xP But you don't need to. :P)
Numbuh 5 put her hands on her hips and retorted, "Well, I don't see you coming up with any plans! You and Numbuh 3 go that way. Come on, Numbuh 2."
The two walked off, and Numbuh 4 groaned. "Wait up, Numbuh 3!" He ran to catch up with Numbuh 3, who was busy making snow angels and admiring the snow.
"Isn't the snow pretty, Numbuh 4?" Numbuh 3 asked, once he had caught up.
Numbuh 4 rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever."
"It reminds me of Christmas!" Numbuh 3 said, now twirling on a frozen pond they were crossing. She stopped suddenly. "Oh no! I don't have Christmas presents for anyone!"
"You can get all the Christmas presents you want when this mission is over," Numbuh 4 said, a little aggravated. "Right now we need to find Numbuh 1 and get out of this cruddy place!"
He got to the end of the pond. There was no answer. "Numbuh 3?" He turned around.
"Numbuh 4! Help!" Somehow, Numbuh 4 hadn't noticed the ice was thinner in the middle, and Numbuh 3 had fallen through the ice! "Th-th-the water's too cold! I can't swim!"
"Kuki!"
-Transmission Interrupted-
A/N: DUN DUN DUN! Numbuh 4 can't swim! :O
As said before, there will be 2/5 and 3/4 in the next chapter. I PINKY AND ANKLE SWEAR. And maybe 60/86. :P
And also, the conversation between Numbuhs 3 and 4 may seem random, but it has to do with the end of the story...hint, hint. ;)