A/N:

Sorry about how long this took to update. But I have excuses!

A. Severe writers block

B. One I finished this, my computer contracted a virus and I didn't have it for a month, plus all my files (including the next 2 chapters I had written)

C. lack of interest from myself.

But I decided I owe it to the readers who want an update to finish this story. So I will. (PS: Unless Harvey mans up and decides to be her number 2 fan, you can be Angie's number 2 fan. XD

Harvey: I DON'T LIKE HER!)

Disclaimer:

Number 3: Lazy doesn't own KND; only the plot, writing, and WHY IS THERE A LACK OF RAINBOW MONKEYS?

Me: Shuddup! =x=

While Angie was distracting Mega Mom, Nigel sat frozen on the spot as the news sunk in.

A contest? Both Lizzie and Rachel had had a contest over his affections. First off it was very insulting; did they think he didn't have enough sense to have his own affections, to not pressure him? Besides, he was dating Lizzie. Did she doubt him that much, honestly?

Second off it was kind of flattering. I mean having two girls like him was a compliment, if taken the right way. That didn't change the fact he found it rude though, and he folded his arms and glared through his sunglasses at Rachel beside him.

"Before we have to attack mega mom, I want you to explain everything Rachel. Everything." He said in a low tone, fingers drumming darkly on the red sleeve of his sweatshirt. Rachel sheepishly looked to the side, avoiding eye contact.

"I figured you'd want to know. And I also figured you'd be mad." She said. Nigel said nothing, but just waited her response.

"It started back when we were on moonbase awhile ago. Lizzie had gotten up there and she told me you two were getting married?" Rachel looked at Nigel guessingly as he smacked his face to his palm.

"I just bought her a ring, it wasn't a proposal or anything." Rachel looked significantly happier as Nigel went back to looking stern and angry. "And after that she told me that I should stay away from you, and that you were too good for me or something… the details escape me…"

Nigel laughed. "The details escape you?"

"yes Nigel." Rachel laughed too. "The details escape me."

Something she'd said must have reminded Nigel he was supposed to be angry, for he snapped back to having a blank face and arms folded rather suddenly. "Well, at first I wasn't going to do anything, but then I told Angie."

Nigel groaned. "Why her? Don't you know she likes matchmaking?"

Rachel sighed. "Of course I do. I just wanted to tell someone. And she told me to start this competition thing. I agreed, obviously, and it got a little crazy from there."

Nigel stood up suddenly, eyes locked on the Mega Mom. "So that locket was faked right? All a plan to get me alone?"

Rachel looked on, guilt etched on her features.

"I thought so." Nigel said, eyes never finding Rachel. Rachel stood up.

"I'm sorry Nige-"

"We'll talk about this after we defeat the Mega Mom. It seems Number four is almost in position." Nigel said, in a tone that did not welcome contradictions. Rachel shrugged. "All right."

Rachel was feeling very guilty as if that much wasn't obvious. But the matter at hand had still happened- she had lied to him and even tried to come between him and his girlfriend. And Lizzie- she had kind of started this. Going to Rachel and telling her. Exaggerating the truth. And Angie had convinced Rachel to do this- the blame was universal. Nigel took his mustard blaster and stood at the edge of the lifts, as Rachel stood beside him and acted as if none of the fight, the competition, or Nigel's anger was effecting her at all.

After all, the safety of all the Kids was at stake. Romance would need to wait until it finished.

Number four was a few feet away from mega Mom's ear, his hood drawn up over his head and a cheesecake bomb in his lifted hand. He waited until her ear was in his line of distance, and then he tossed the bomb.

It missed her ear.

It may have missed her ear, but it wasn't completely away from her either. The bomb went off too soon, an inch away from Mega Mom. The shock sent the main Mega tumbling over into half the moon base, knocking the rafters violently. Number four, who had just gotten himself steadied from the explosion, felt the lifts lurch and slid down, grabbing onto the edge tightly as the entire structure threatened to fall any minute.

He heard the screams of operatives running to get at the Mega, and saw Nigel and Rachel jump towards her just before the lifts had fallen. Number four tried to swing himself up but to no avail; he dangled there absently and called out to those with rocket packs in the air to help. Angie swooped towards him, and examined his position.

"Hold on Number Four- HOLD ON!" He had tried to climb on Angie. "This pack can't carry that much weight! I have a plan, just hang tight till I tell ya!"

Number Four tried to protest but Angie was off towards the ground- running to get something. He started yelling.

"YA COULDA JUST LET ME GRAB YOUR FEET AN' DROP ME OFF ON THE GROUND!" He flailed about, which was a bad idea because the lifts fell again and Number Four scrambled to get a tighter grip on the pole that was keeping him up. He glared at the people who were clustered around Mega Mom, how dare they not help him?

He kicked at the air below him as if he could fly if he did it hard enough- or perhaps he just needed something productive to do- as he contemplated just jumping. He decided he liked living, thank you, and didn't fancy dying right here and now.

But then he looked down and saw something that made him grin ear-to-ear.

"Wally! C'mon! We didn't get the trampoline for nothing!" Kuki called up, Angie behind her. Angie gave Number Four a salute, before she ran off towards the main Mega.

Number Four let go, falling straight onto the trampoline and bouncing straight into Kuki, who gave him a big hug. Oddly, Number Four didn't protest, at least not at the moment.

The mega Mom was down!

Nigel and Rachel were standing on her torso, weapons outstretched and aimed at the offending Mega. The Mega stirred, rubbing her head comically as she looked at the kids on her lap.

"You naughty, naughty children! Look at what you've done to me!" She screeched. Angie, who had just run over, shrugged.

"I think its an improvement."

"You!" Mega mom went to whack Angie with her purse but found the purse was being dragged off by Number 363, who kept it far out of Mega's reach. Nigel blasted the robotic face with his blaster, before Rachel took a spare spanker from an operative and hit her on the hand. Mega Mom screeched.

"Get out of here and don't bother the Kids Next Door again." Rachel ordered. She got off of the Mega, as all the Kids Next Door operatives pushed at her together, trying to push the mega out of the giant hole she'd created in the wall to orbit space. She flailed but was successfully pushed, and Numbers Eleventy-nine and 363 swung her purse out of the wall as well. Seeing how she successfully was not a problem now, they all celebrated.

Angie hugged Harvey, wrapping her arms around his neck much to his displeasure, as he withered and flailed trying to get her off. Numbers 60 and 86 shared a high-five, and then Number 60 said something that seemed to have offended number 86 since she slapped him shortly after. Numbers One and 362 exchanged a glance, before the turned around only to miss Lizzie kicking their faces by two inches.

"Lizzie." Nigel said flatly. "Why are you here?"

Lizzie folded her arms and abandoned the gravellier, glaring at Rachel.

"I'm here to help!"

"Well," Angie said, wrapping one of her small arms around Lizzie's shoulders, "You're a little late. Tell ya what, you can help clean up!"

"But I don't wan-"

"YOU CAN CLEAN UP!" Angie yelled, shoving a dust pan in her hands. She took a broom out of thin air and thrust it into Harvey's hands, and a mop into Rachel's hands. She gave Nigel a mop as well.

"Why does she get the same as Nigie?" Lizzie asked.

Angie gave her a glare, and if looks could kill, Lizzie would be with us no more. Angie took her own broom and dragged Harvey towards the wreckage, as Lizzie followed with a fugitive glare at Rachel and Nigel.

Rachel was cleaning the floor or the moon base with Nigel beside her, waiting for the questions to be asked.

Nigel took his time about it, but finally he looked at Rachel. "Why did you do it, Rachel?"

Rachel blinked. She hadn't anticipated that. "Uhm. Well, I wanted to try and win you over. I know, I know. But I never played dirty. That was all Angie. I swear."

"You'd swear on the kids Next Door code module?"

"I would. I wanted to play it fair- the locket and purse bombs were all Angie's doing." Nigel shook his head. "You could have stopped her."

"I don't think I wanted to, really."

Nigel raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, I wanted to win. I've never gotten along with Lizzie, you know that. As long as it was her doing it and not me, I don't think I minded."

Nigel sighed. "it was still wrong of you to do."

"I know."

The worked the rest of the area in silence, though not the awkward silence that had preceded their conversation. It was much more relaxed, and it was rather comfortable.

Lizzie was in a very bad mood.

She was dusting the area too, the remains of rubble in her dustpan. Occasionally she got lazy and didn't want to walk to the trash can in the center of the room so she just dumped the debris out the giant gaping hole in the wall.

Nigel and Rachel were talking. Sweep, sweep. Dump, dump. They were probably making up right now, and planning how to toss Lizzie aside. Sweep, sweet. Dump, dump.

"You know you're supposed to throw the debris away, Lizzie."

"Shut up, Nerdo." Lizzie snapped, after tossing another bit of plaster and wall out the hole. Herbie sighed.

"You know, if those enlarge and become comets or meteors, and your house is hit by it…" He trailed off. Lizzie glared at him being her glasses, turning hastily on the spot. She was so angry her eyes were wet, but she wasn't crying. At least not yet.

"Shut up!" She said. Herbie sat next to her and swept up the debris, before he threw it away. To defy him more, Lizzie tossed more debris out of the hole.

"You're not helping us by doing that at all, Lizzie."

"I can do whatever I want! Be quiet!" Lizzie said fiercely. "Nigel and Rachel are probably happy now, huh? All alone. Without me."

Herbie looked towards them. They were sweeping in comfortable silence.

"They seem normal to me."

Lizzie scoffed. "Whatever. I don't care. I'm breaking up with Nigel next chance I get."

"Why?" Herbie asked. Lizzie stood up, her dustpan filled with debris, the tears occasionally leaking out of her eyes. She swatted the pan at Herbie, causing his arm to get dusty.

"Because if I don't he will!"

And she poured the debris into the trash bin, watching as the once perfect pieces of wall sat shattered and broken on top of a Mega mom's arm.

A/N:

I didn't proofread this chapter. I wanted to get it out as soon as I could.

I'm pretty satisfied with it- though I got lazy halfway through and yea. I don't' think its worth the wait I made you go through! Sorry, sorry!

I promise I'll try getting the next chapter up soon.

And thanks to all those who've reviewed, you inspired me to finish this story; for your sake!

Also: my story Always is discontinued. Don't have the energy for it anymore.