Chapter 26, A detour to the Arctic base

The peace summit was supposed to be a momentous event, but at that time word had spread from the Arctic Base of the Kids Next Door that Father was attacking the Moonbase. It was where I found myself now in a video call with Rachel, Aka Numbuh 362 the Supreme leader. As we were all within our respective aircrafts, I had to explain to Rachel that all activities outside my home were kept to ourselves. My dad made a point to lay a few ground rules, a point I stressed to Rachel that my dad is never one to lie to me personally.

Yes, he is evil, but if there is one thing I can give dad is that he is a bit of a family man when it comes to activities at home. What everyone does outside home, is to be left outside. Father even moved his plotting lair, (shocker that was a thing, right?) To his business building in the city, the location of which was not hard to find if you just read the logo on the building.

Back to the topic at hand, I had one of the Teens pull up radio chatter on Adult Villains. Sure enough we had a bead on one of the Ice Cream Men chatting it up with another about Father's scheme…. I slapped my face. Dad, your screening for employees is shit.

Giving Rachel a look, "Shall we all convene at the Arctic base instead for the summit?" I asked with an exasperated look.

The supreme leader gave me a grateful smile, "Sounds good to me, mind handling your Father?" She asked hopefully.

I cracked a smile back at her, "I have no problem with that." I answered.

-scene change-

I forgot how much I hated the cold, I will stress I was fine with the cold but my powers had their weaknesses like Father, not sure about grandfather yet though. (Note to self, find out if there are any teens with water powers.) Sure, we had some spare coats on the ships, but I would need to be careful with the fire aspect of my powers

We had everyone split up to launch a counter attack, with me heading to the Code Module to take on father.

As I made my way through the blasted open door, I was treated to the sight of Dad blasting the vault with his fire like a blow torch. "Ya having lock troubles dad?" I asked with an innocent tone.

Slightly turning his head while in the midst of his activity, Father looked towards me from over his shoulder. "Oh William, no, I should just about…" he replied before stopping himself in mid sentence, and ceasing his actions.

I gave him an impish smile "Careful dad, you will melt the ice around us" I warned at Father's glaring look at me.

He turned around to fully look at me, "What are you doing here?" Dad spat out.

I thumbed back towards the exit, "Your henchmen are much to be desired in competence." I answered with a smarmy look.

With a slap to his face, Dad groaned. "I am going to have a long talk with Bob and his leadership." He muttered out before giving me a heated look

I had my hands in my coat pockets to keep them warm, but now as I confronted Father, I needed them out and ready. Why do I not wear gloves? For the life of me, shooting fire with covered hands is still a work in progress, lightning is a whole other story.

As I had my hands rev electricity on them, I gave Dad a challenging look. "Either you leave, or we both fight in conditions that we both hate." I played out the ultimatum.

Giving me a rather seething look, I hoped he would choose to leave. Snow and I do not mix well, and I do not want a cave in to happen because of Father's temper. Much to my chagrin, dad chose to fight.

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The ground of the arctic was pleasantly snowy white, with a lone building that was connected to the arctic base and some slight snow falling for the day. The serene view was ruined when all of a sudden the ground began to sink, as a red hot glow began to light up the ground. It was not long before a hole was formed and fire erupted from said hole, a lone figure could be seen hurling through the air upwards and into an arc to land a few yards away from the hole.

"You should have just left dad" a figure said as they were seen crawling out from the hole.

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I know dad can be petty, but to throw a fit of rage enough to melt a hole through the base? I suppose helping rebuild this base will be on the peace offerings as well once the Summit can get back on track. Taking no chances for him to melt the rest of the base, I had rushed towards him and launched him up through the air with a powered electrical bomb punch. I almost shouted shoryuken for the hell of it. I may have missed a chance but I can do it next time.

In the distance I could see a blizzard not that far approaching us, I think it's time to try summoning some Thundersnow lightning. "Are you sure you wanna do this dad?" I asked as I held my arm out towards the approaching clouds, a whir of energy could be heard from my hand before a shot of lightning launched towards the clouds.

Getting up, Father gave me quite the heated look. "I am far from done" he gritted out, before his eyes widened when he noticed my arm pointed towards the approaching blizzard cloud. "Wait.."

A powerful bolt of lightning shot out from the clouds and connected with my hand, sparks and electricity flowing through my body before letting a spear form in my other hand. Before my dad could blink, I threw the bolt at him. With a loud explosion upon contact, several bolts of lightning from the blizzard cloud shot out and lit up Father like a Christmas tree.

At the end of the attack, dad was left in a smoking mess. He lifted his hand with a finger shakingly pointing up, "We'll call this a draw." Father wearily said before collapsing into the snow.

An anticlimactic fight yes, but we're both in an element that we do not work well in. Speaking of which, the cold finally came back on me. Shit, better get dad and I back inside. That blizzard is approaching, and I do not want to be outside for that. As I hefted dad over my shoulder, I could not but help shiver a bit. "Did you bring your coat dad?" I asked as we headed down through the hole.

With a groan in response, "It's, it's in one of the ships." He answered with a tired tone.

We may be enemies on the field, but we're still family afterwards. I do not have it in me to be that cruel to leave dad out in the blizzard.

Chapter 27, Upset William, a wrathful road part 1

The peace summit was to be put on hold after the arctic base incident. The number one reason was that everyone had school the next day. Whether everyone liked it or not, life outside the Kids Next Door and Teen's Rebellion existed. This year around I would be going to McClintock High School, many of the Teens that I started the Rebellion out with would go there too so at least we can keep in touch.

The educational system was rather bland if you ask me, but it was better than sticking in lower grades with an adult mind that has already graduated school. I could take solace in the fact that highschool at least gave a better challenge for the mind, not sure what I want to do for college though. Maybe I'll just stay out of college and invest In my own business firm, stick with the eventual conglomerate Wayne Stark and I have been working on. Why go to college when you are already set in your own investments? Well maybe to study up on physics?

We are going to be working on getting ourcasses into outer space afterall, I suppose it would be smart to study up on astrophysics….. My head hurts just thinking of all those equations.

As the week dragged on, there have been talks of a certain 4th grade president planning to meet with the school board. Plans of negotiations to shorten school hours, among many other promises. Knowing my own knowledge from the show, I needed to nip the bud on this one.

I was currently at lunch, but unfortunately for me the talks that reached my highschool, led to the teens getting a little bit late on the news. The negotiations would be today ….. I gave Cree and Chad a look before abruptly leaving the table, knocking over the chair in the process.

Cree had quickly stood up, "Wait, what's wrong with this Jimmy?" She asked as she quickly rushed after me along with Chad.

I dumped my lunch into the Trash and gave the two a worried look, "That 'Jimmy' is working for Father, school hours be damned I am stopping this mess!" I could have sworn I warned the Kids Next Door of that 4th grade president.

With my words alone of Jimmy working for Father, every teen within the cafeteria began to rush out, making a mess and knocking over objects to get out. Chad looked over to me as we ran towards the exit of the school and into the parking lot. "Didn't you warn the KND of him?" He asked as we began approaching the bikes and vehicles the Teens road to school.

Word must have spread fast through the highschool, as every teen could be seen stampeding out from doors and windows. I think I even saw some jump out from the windows, "Jimmy Nixon McGarfield, there's been word he's in cahoots with the Villains and using them to stay in power." Cree shouted over as we revved up our bikes.

"Not for long!" I hollered over, I guess the saying goes for this scenario. If you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself.

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The Mech Boys were quick on the fly to send in the vehicles needed for this race against the clock; the types ranged from muscle cars to fully decked-out semi trucks. Chad had the luck of the draw to drive one of muscle cars, …lucky bastard, at least I get to drive this Semi Truck with jet-fueled nos. You think a semi going at 70 mph is fast? Get on our level, this girl can reach 200 mph, and that's without the nos.

We could have had the usual vehicles that we operated with during the Birthday Bash, but much of those are in repair and tune ups.

As we drove on the road to intercept Jimmy's school bus, said vehicle was coming into view. Grabbing the chain to pull, the Semi Truck's horn blared as I increased the speed. "Cree, see if you can get Your sister on the horn" I asked gesturing towards Sector V's own vehicle attempting to intercept the bus.

With a nod from Cree, "Sure…." She replied and attempted to hail the kids.

"...h…e…l..Hello?" Abigail's voice sounded broken until the connection cleared up.

Cree leaned out the window and gave the vehicle a two finger salute. "Stay on that bus's tail, we're almost behind ya!" She hollered over into the mic.

A sigh could be heard through the horn, "Numbuh 5 Is glad you guys came when you did, we already lost a few other sectors trying to catch this bus!" Abigail exclaimed over the mic.

Cree gave a curious look as we gained more ground and lessened the gap between the Teens vehicles and the Bus, "Did Jimmy have back up?" She asked

"Back up isn't the word for it, That traitor president had the whole company of ice cream men traveling with him." Abigail stated with a undertone of anger.

By the looks of it, there must have been quite the road battle before we reached them. Pulling the chain once again to blast the horn and speed up, still not sure why the mech boys had the nos and horn connected to the same line…..actually never mind, I am sure I know why now that I think about it.

I drive the truck up to the side of the bus as we approached the vehicle, "Abby, think you can hop onto the top of the bus with me?" Cree asked through the mic.

I could hear a bit of mirth from Abigail with the next line, "Awe this gonna be fun sis." She replied before the line was cut off, in response Cree climbed out the passenger window and hopped over from the Semitruck's hood to the roof of the bus. Not long after Abigail could be seen rappelling down before leaping off the rope, I glanced to the speedometer and noticed we were going at a hundred miles an hour. Good, this baby has another hundred to go if I ever need to catch up.

I glanced to the side to see Abigail and Cree fighting some rogue Teen Ninjas, fucking traitors the lot of them. One teen gave a look in my direction, I gave them a heated glare that made them back up a bit, costing them to get punched in the face by Cree and tossed off the bus. I received a thumbs up from Cree which I returned with my own, before she had to block an attack from another rogue Teen.

Looking into the side rear view mirrors, I picked up the mic to converse with Sector V. "Nigel, is there any way you guys can hop onto the back of this Semi Truck's trailer?" I asked as I viewed the mirror periodically.

With a crackle before clearing up, "You see the back up behind us too?" He rhetorically asked.

Pressing a button on the semi Truck's dashboard, a sound could be heard behind me. The trailer would be opened up, giving a view of what looked like a mini battleship on wheels being pulled by a decked-out semi truck.

"I need three to man the controls, how many of you are able to get down here?" I asked as the enemies were gaining up on our tails, I could go faster but I needed to stay on pace with the Bus.

After a bit of silence, Nigel along with his four other friends. Huh, does Numbuh too have an autopilot on … oh never mind. After the four landed, Hoagie I guess must have had the aircraft programmed to dive bomb back wards into the approaching enemy vehicles. I could see some were taken out from the view of my side mirror but more were coming, and by the looks of it they were more ice cream men….. doesn't dad have any other sort of henchman on his payroll? I think he once had the coffee rig company on his payroll, but Wayne was able to get them to sign over to us after our own coffee company outpaced theirs.

Noticing that the bus was putting on more speed to escape, I pulled the horn to push the truck up towards a hundred and twenty miles an hour.

This all reminds me of that fury road movie…. Cooooool.

Interlude, Operation T.E.M.P.L.E.

Somewhere else...

Many months ago before the Joint Operation against the 4th Grade School President...

Central Asian Mountains...

Operation T.E.M.P.L.E.

Teenagers...

Engaging...

Massive...

Potentially...

Lucrative...

Expedition...

The Temple of the Fourth Flavor...

A mysterious site that where the dessert monks hid the mysterious ice cream before they were nearly destroyed by The Golden Brown Horde in a bygone era. According to the legends, the flavor was so mysterious that there were no text records about what it was like. And in some of the lost records that the Teen's Rebellion found after finding the still living descendants of the dessert monks who allowed them to learn about the mysterious Fourth Flavor. It was a surprise to them that the texts mentioned that there were supposed to be seven but they were only able complete four and the rest were archived and stored deep in the said temple that was said to be lost in time.

The Rebellion Base was set at the foot of the temple's entrance with teens geared up in winter clothes to stay warm. They are also accompanied by the dessert monks who wanted to see their ancestor's legacy and be able to relearn what was lost and the Home Schooled Cartel who added up to the Rebel force's security team with the help of their robotic detachment that they sent along with one of their cartel's newest executive, Samir Duran.

Wayne Stark remembers the Home Schooled Cartel, a group that popped up five years ago and him having a part of it. They were a group that consists of kids and teens who sells items that were highly illegal due to the anti-fun laws that were made specifically to be oppressive to children and teenagers and out of this world due to how different they were from what they have. But what makes them more distinct than the other cliques was that they develop things that are not originally from this world. Technologies that are not anything that he had ever seen, video games that are quite honestly better than what they have here, soda pops that are different from what he knew about and all sorts of things that are considered as exotic and beyond its current time. HSC's one requirement to get into their group was that they were all home schooled. Wayne was home schooled until he decided to join the Rebellion and in the process, enroll in an actual school instead of taking home schooling after William Uno convinced him to join the Rebellion.

He used his connection to the Cartel to acquire some of the items that were hard to acquire via normal means. He also used some of the extra funds that they have to buy arcade cabinets that they have in the break rooms. Games like Metal Slug, Street Fighter and other video games that are normally non-existent in the video game markets across the world exists in the Rebellion hideouts and to the many clients of the HSC. Though he heard that the KND is becoming aware of the HSC they noticed that one of their operatives have a gaming console that was out of this world with games that are far more entertaining that what they have. The said gaming console was bought by their parents from the Cartel as a gift to the operative.

Wayne made business with the HSC in the past when he was a kid and from his time there, he learned many tips and tricks in the art of economics. Unlike the KND, the HSC does not try to take out their former members' memories and still keep them as a part of the Alumni. HSC's motto had been to be the neutral element and to make profit from the new things they make while making advancements to in order to make things comfortable to them at the safety of their homes. It's true that they are for the most part, sedentary, they are very amicable to people that they consider as friends and if they are interested in things, there's nothing that will stop them from going outside to take a look at the interesting material.

Samir Duran, the newest member of the Cartel's Executive Ranks, had been keen in archaeological works, specifically in the field of the lost sweets and desserts. He is also a robotics expert who made his own army of robotic minions that he uses to do his bidding like helping him sell things by providing the logistics work for him. He heard that he was once attempted to be recruited into the KND by one of his friends in the HSC but was declined due to the boy's dedication to the organization.

The Salesfather sure finds a lot of dedicated people join his cause in making new stuff to sell.

"Mr. Stark, I see that your time outside our organization has been a time not wasted." Samir spoke smoothly as he drank hot chocolate while looking at the temple, "A magnificent site, is it not?"

"That it is, Mr. Duran. The Dessert Monks have made this marvel of architecture that none of us have ever seen before." Wayne agreed as he drank his hot coffee while adjusting his winter clothes, "Quite chilly isn't it?"

"Yes. Though the monks do not agree with our sentiments." he looked at the dessert monks who are telling stories to the Rebel Teen explorers and troops of the Golden Brown Horde, "Then again, these people are the ones who made the greatest desserts in the world before their techniques was lost thanks to the depredations of a bygone enemy."

"Such a sad tale indeed... a tale that will be receiving a happy ending once we access the true treasure of the Temple." the newly promoted Head of the Logistics Division smiled as he remembered how the fly drones were able to locate the hidden archives of the temple once it got past the Fourth Flavor, "All right, did you get the key, Mr. Duran?"

"Right here with me, Mr. Stark. It costed me money to buy it off from the museum but I was able to do so without any failure." the boy signaled one of his robotic butlers to show Wayne the Golden Scoop that is encased in reinforced glass.

"Excellent. Time to address the men and women of this expedition." Wayne smiled as he went to the center of the camp and said, "All right everyone, gather around. We need to talk about what we're going to be doing here for the rest of the day and what to expect."

The plan of the expedition group was to disarm all traps that could destroy and destabilize the temple complex as carefully as possible. Then they need to build up better supports to prevent the ancient location from collapsing due to the sudden activity but at the same time, preserve the state of the temple's looks. Once that was done, they would then access the archives and cart off the recipe scrolls recorded within it before taking samples of the Fourth Flavor. All of this while following the rules of the temple when it comes to sampling the Fourth Flavor. Wayne made sure that there will be no one who will try to put add ons like sprinkles while they were inside the temple. If they were outside of it, maybe but not inside. They should respect the rules of the temple after all.

Wayne added that they need to be careful as well since the Ice Cream Men and by extension, the Delightful Brats and Father, were not aware of the whole thing yet, the only ones who knows about the existence of the Temple of the Fourth Flavor were the Teen's Rebellion, the surviving Dessert Monks and the Cartel. However, he did set up a defensive perimeter for the base camp in order to be not caught off guard by the enemy forces that might attack them while they were inside the temple.

While making money out of the Seven Flavors is a bonus, the fact that this expedition could bring in a potentially powerful motivator and morale booster to allow them to fight better and harder is something that he cannot ignore. The first three flavors gave the Rebels of the Fourth Flavor expedition who ate it strength to continue on, who knows what the other four flavors could do. Wayne was here to secure the item for their advantage no matter what.

"Remember, one wrong move and we might end up breaking out our diggers and hope that the archives are still safe. We have to do this by the book or else we can say goodbye to any chances that we can have the Seven Flavors being served in our cafeteria. We also can't let the Ice Cream Men grab it or else we can really say goodbye to it being served at all to anyone other than the Adult Villains." Wayne pointed out as the teens get jacked up and prepare for their job to disarm the traps and get the prize inside the temple while Samir smiled at the prospects of being able to sell the ice cream at a rate that could be considered as a luxury item, "So everyone, gear up and let's do this! For the Rebellion!"

"For the Rebellion!" the Teen's Rebellion shouted heartily as they prepare to enter the temple.

"Quite a motivated bunch you have there, Mr. Stark." Samir smiled as the robots that he brought with him are preparing to enter the temple as well, "We will be the first to enter the temple to look for the traps while your people can proceed with securing the foundations and keeping the place from collapsing."

"And as promised, the Dessert Monks will allow you to learn about how to make the other flavors too." Wayne sighed as he remembered the negotiations between him, the Dessert Lama and Samir, who wanted to learn the secrets of the Dessert Monks in exchange of helping them recover the lost arts of the Dessert Monks.

"Excellent. Well do not worry, my friend. The Cartel will ensure that they will only take what is negotiated in those deals, nothing more and nothing less." the Cartel Executive added, "Hopefully, the Adult Villains are too busy fighting against your coalition while we learn about the lost arts of the Dessert Monks."

And thus the Fourth Flavor Expedition truly began.

Chapter 28, Upset William, a wrathful road part 2

Chad glanced up at his rearview mirror as he drove in one of the Muscle cars deployed, from his mirror he could notice backup arriving for the traitorous president, ice cream men by the looks of it. Pressing down a bit on the gas to speed up with the others, Chad watched as Cree and Abigail fought on top of the bus against those rogue Teens. It was a sight to see when the semi Truck's trailer open up to reveal the mini battleship on wheels. Picking up his radio piece, Chad radioed out to the others to prepare for company.

Revving up on the gas, Chad sped up to get on the other side of the bus, opposite of William's truck. Pressing a few buttons, Chad's own tires deployed several welded up balls of nails to shoot out under the Bus's tires. He clicked his teeth in annoyance as the bus simply ran them over with nary a problem, but in response the Bus's windows rolled down and several automatic freezee rayguns shot out in response. Letting off on the gas to get out of the way, Chad's car received only minor damage. He supposed they didn't treat the semi truck in the same manner due to its thick armor.

Relaying his situation to the others, Chad would hold back and help with the incoming enemies. They will need Cree and Abigail to handle the inside of the bus once they are finished with the Rogue Teens attacking them.

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Stacey was having a blast; she could finally put her own customized vehicle. Vehicle was used lightly though, currently she was driving what could only be described as A train of Hummers on tank treads. A dozen connected vehicles all suited up with various cannons and armor, six of them had paintball rocket launchers in their trunks and the other six had Gatling guns in said location as the launchers. Three of the hummers have tank cannons attached to the tops, and the rest had Mortars. Stacey was just giddy to begin the counter attack, …if they could be dropped behind them any faster!

Currently she was in the lead vehicle, ready to drive once they were dropped by the several HindCarriers that were carrying this train of Hummer up behind the enemies.

"Drop in T-minus 5…4…3…2…1" one of the operators announced from the HindCarriers.

Stacey could not wait any longer as she and her division were dropped while riding in the Hummer Train, dropping from quite the height but she had a plan in mind to mitigate any damage from the fall. Picking up the mic to radio into the others with her, "Make sure you buckle up folks" she cheered out.

With several buttons pressed, and levers pulled, the train's treads began to spin in preparation for landing. It did not stop there, from the sides, jets erupted out at an angle to propel the train faster. From under the vehicles, several more jets ignited to allow for some hover air time and lessened the impact on their landing. "Coming in for a landing!" Stacey hollered into her mic.

With a slight thud and sound of metal hitting the ground, the Train of Hummers with their jets and treads already in full swing allowed the contraption of vehicles to begin driving on the road at a better pace. "Prepare for battle stations!" Stacey ordered while pressing on a few more buttons, initiating the NOS on the vehicles to push them further towards the enemies.

With a crash, the train plowed through the center of the enemies' convoy of backup, the Hummer's equipped guns shooting off at the sides as the train made a beeline straight through the center. Stacey laughed joyously as she punched in a big button, in response the Tank cannons that were attached on the tops began periodically shooting their ammo into the enemies' heavier vehicles such as those delivery trucks and their own Semi Trucks.

One of Stacey's communicators went off signifying a report coming in, "Several more convoys are approaching from the side, repeat, several more Convoys are approaching and will be convening on our location." The comms reported in.

With a grin of excitement, Stacey picked up her own mic to communicate with her Division. "You hear that folks? We got more company! Let's introduce lil' old Bettsy of ours to them." In response, cheers could be heard throughout her division. With an inhale and exhale of satisfaction, "What a lovely day!" Stacey said to herself.

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It was nostalgic for Cree to fight with her Sister the second time, it was just as good back during the Birthday Bash. With a kick over Abigail's head, Cree had aimed at the teen going for a grapple from behind her sister. In response from Abigail, she slid under Cree's kick and aimed to slide to trip over the teen aiming their weapon at her back. When the teen stumbled over from the trip, Cree turned to stomp on his stomach and kicked him off the bus.

Looking towards each other with a nod, Both sisters had to turn their attention for a second towards the back. "You teens don't mess around, do ya?" Abigail chuckled out when she noticed the Train of hummers unleashing their weapons into the approaching enemy vehicles.

Cree let out a snort of a chuckle, "Either you go big or go home, come on, let's get in there" she stated before pointing her thumb at the blown open hole on the top of the bus.

Abigail gave Cree a grin, "Age before the young." In return her sister gave a challenging grin. "Smart ass." Cree replies before hopping in the hole, with Abigail not far behind.

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It was quite the day, seeing everything going on in this chase. I knew Stacey said she had something in mind for this sort of situation, but I did not think this was that answer. It makes me almost want to take that train for a spin, maybe I can ask after all this is over.

My thoughts were interrupted as the battleship my semi truck was pulling was shooting off their rounds, looking at my side view mirrors I could see a few aircraft flying in by the ice cream men. My cousin and his friends seemed to be doing just fine though, as their aim was pretty good if the indicator of falling aircrafts was of any evidence. With Cree and her Sister inside the Bus, I idly wonder if our own Teen class president made it to the school board meeting yet.

We did need a backup after all, who knows what my Dad has planned for this event.

Chapter 29, Upset William, a wrathful road part 3

It was great to see Cree and Abigail successfully take control of the bus, but the day was not over until we reached the school board meeting. We were making good ground and fending off the ice cream men, but our luck seemed to be pressed when a report was radioed in of more enemies. This time it was Sargent Pain's group.

Looking out the sides of my windows to see said enemies converging on our location, I made a grab for the mic to make an announcement. "It seems we will be needing more back, I think it's time for you mech boys to have some fun." I stated on the mic, in return I got the sound of distant air jets coming down on our location.

"Com'n right down boss!" The radio buzzed in, and soon enough through the clouds dropped several dozen various vehicles near the approaching enemy vehicles. One thing the mech boys do not do, is mess around when they join the fray. I could see several dozen industrial dump trucks all suited up with Weapons, gatling guns to shoot compressed pepper laser sauce and missile launchers that contained concentrated pepper dust. Needless to say, the folks that will be on the receiving end are not gonna have a good time.

We were not that far from the meeting, and if we played our cards right, our own teen class presidents would make it there to counter argue any proposals that may be given by whoever is working under Father.

-scene change-

Chuckie, or as his friends like to call him 'Chuck', was having a blast to finally be out on the field with his fellow Mech boys.

With a few level pulls on his dashboard, his own Truck sped up to meet up with Sargent Pain's convoy of backup. Slamming his fist onto the roof of his driver cab, "Get ready boyz!" He excitedly shouted, getting a cheer in response and the whir of the gatling guns spinning up to begin their shooting. Pulling on the NOS horn chain, his own dumpster truck's many exhaust pipes expelled a green flame.

Picking up his Mic, Chuck let an excited grin form on his face. "Let's show these folks some real horsepower!" He announced as the Mech Boys finally reached the convoy, unloading their fire into the enemies.

-scene change-

That, that was the most insane day of driving I had ever had so far; Stacey and Chuck certainly had their fill of fun with their vehicles, not sure about the rest though. While we did have the 4th grade president in our custody, we could not well keep him held for prisoner, yet. However we could keep him delayed for the 7th grade president, Annie Eleanor Bush, to make an argument before Jimmy could mess anything up.

We were all waiting just outside at the bottom of the stairs to the council hall meeting, with Jimmy bearing a rather annoyed look but kept his mouth shut. At least he knows he fucked up today, nothing good comes from allying with Father.

As the doors open with Annie to be the first to come out, she gave a few respectfully waves and approached the pedestal for addressing the public.

Clearing her throat up, Annie gave the crowd a gracious smile. "It is with great pride to announce my proposals have been met with agreements." She announced with a glowing grin.

"Children and Teens will be able to have a better selection of food for lunch periods, and that was after I managed to point out some discrepancies in their school budgets." Pulling out a few papers from her briefcase, Annie held them up for all to see.

"After much investigation on everyone's part, embezzlements have been found and several teachers are now being charged with fraud and negligence in their jobs. Within a few weeks, our schools should see improvements for the school systems and allow everyone to dread going to school a little less!" Annie announced with a prideful smile.

Looking down on her papers before looking back at the crowd, "these are just a few changes I have listed off, there are more but let me assure everyone, including the kids, you do not have to worry about long school days that would have happened if 'Jimmy' were to make it here." There were cheers erupting from her words, and with a wave Annie gave everyone a smile.

-scene change-

I was glad to see our efforts worked out in the end, I was not sure how Dad would take this but he would have to deal with it.

"Well played William." Speak of the devil.

I glanced to my side and dad was out of his silhouette, smart I guess since barely anyone has seen him without his silhouette on.

I gave Father a smile, "Like you always taught me dad, always be prepared." I replied with a rueful tone.

Placing his hand on my shoulder, "Don't think I'm done after this, I've been in this game long before you were…." Giving me a sideways look, "I'm making Meatloaf tonight, mind picking up some bell peppers on your way home?" He asked

"Sure, green right?" I asked in response, and received a hum of affirmation before he exited into the crowd.

Enemies outside, family at home. What an odd world.

Interlude, Operation T.E.M.P.L.E. - Part 2

Somewhere else...

A month after the joint KND-Rebellion mission against the 4th Grade School President...

Central Asian Mountains...

Operation T.E.M.P.L.E. - Part 2

Teenagers...

Engaging...

Massive...

Potentially...

Lucrative...

Expedition...

Wayne Stark looked at the Temple of the Fourth Flavor... now renamed as the Temple of the Seven Flavors after it was finally reclaimed and made safe for habitation a month later. The Teen's Rebellion and Duran's robotic army had been helping in restoring the mountain complex and made various houses and facilities to serve the Dessert Monks and anyone who wishes to visit them to join the sect. The Dessert Monk, led by their spiritual leader, the Pastry Lama were hard at work in studying the old archives of the lost arts of dessert making. They have not only relearned how to make the Fourth Flavor but also are working on the creation of the Fifth Flavor and started making other warm treats and desserts that their allies enjoyed with much gusto due to the coldness of the mountain ranges. There are also some of the teens who learned the art of dessert making as well as converting to become Dessert Monks.

Wayne's glad that the teens who were converting were part of the local Teen's Rebellion branch there. Otherwise it would be difficult for him to explain to their parents why their kids went off and became patisserie priests somewhere in Central Asia.

The Teen Rebel's Logistics Officer also got news from home that the KND recently found out of the Dessert Monks and how the Rebellion and the Cartel were helping them rebuild in exchange of being able to trade their desserts and learn the art of making it. They've sent their operatives to look into the claim on whether the Temple truly exists. One of their KND vehicles had landed on the hangar the Rebels set up. He, along with two of the Dessert Monks kids with trays of hot choco and marshmallows waited for the operatives to come out from the vessel.

The people who came out were from different sectors of KND and led by Abigail Lincoln, who was regarded as the resident archaeologist of the desserts and sweets. They were all in their winter clothes as well but they were not prepared for the coldness of the mountains unlike anything that they've ever experienced.

"Brrrr... Numbuh Five is freezing over here!" Abby said as she adjusted her winter clothes.

"Welcome to the Temple of the Seven Flavors, formerly known as the Temple of the Fourth Flavor." Wayne said as he picked up a mug of hot cocoa and marshmallows to add to the drink, "Here, drink this. It will get you all warmed up." before he could complete the sentence, Abby grabbed the mug and proceeded to take a gulp of the hot choco.

Other KND operatives also followed suit and grabbed hot choco and took a gulp as well to make themselves warm.

"Wow, this stuff managed to make me warm!" Numbuh 5 felt warm inside once she the mug's halfway empty, "I still can't believe that you guys found it first." she went to the Dessert Monks once her mug is empty and took another drink once more after she poured marshmallows in the drink and stirred.

"Well, William did know a lot about forgotten sites and my friend, Samir provided additional information as well to allow us to locate and secure the temple before it gets really lost for good." Wayne shrugged his shoulders as he took a mug of hot choco and drank.

"I believe that we should have this discussion indoors. Preferably where it is warm." the voice of Samir Duran is heard as the boy and his robot bodyguards walk by his side and caused Abby to nearly choke on her drink, "Hello, Abigail. I hope that you are doing well today."

"I uh... yeah, hi Sammy." Abigail waved at the Cartel executive who was red when he heard her call him by his nickname.

"It's Samir! Please don't call me that." Samir hotly said as he tries to deny her from calling him by his nickname, "Hey Wayne, you can just call me Samir! Just like Abigail, okay?"

"No need to worry about me calling you by your not so preferred nickname, Samir. Now, let's go inside. There's more warm food and drinks awaiting you boys and girls there after your long trip from wherever you came from to here." Wayne gestured to follow him to the KND operatives.

While normally, they would be wary of teenagers, they were not with anyone from the Rebellion, so they followed the Rebel Officer while holding onto their mugs of hot chocolate. The Dessert Monks and Samir also followed them, chatting with the KND operatives present and available.

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Inside the Rebellion's Outpost at the foot of the Temple of the Seven Flavors, Wayne briefed the KND operatives of what happened last month while they were fighting against Adult Villains. He told them how the Rebels had been funding expeditions to discover new things that the adults ignored and pretended that they did not exist as well as how there is more to it in the legends that what they knew. Abby was in shock that the Temple's true treasure was not the Fourth Flavor but the knowledge stored in it to complete the Seven Flavors that the Monks intended to create. The Teens had been rendering services to the Dessert Monks and the latter couldn't state that they were very happy about how they were regaining what was lost and in the process, be able to live in the very ancestral lands that they've lost thousands of years ago.

When one of the KND operatives asked the Dessert Monks present on what the Teens got in exchange of helping them, they were given an answer that they would allow their members to learn the arts of the Dessert Monks and in addition, have trade agreements with them along with the Cartel with the two factions getting favored trade partner status with reservation rights.

"These fine men and women had given to us everything back after the Golden Brown Horde have destroyed us in the hopes of hoarding all of the desserts. We still believe that what they are asking for in exchange is too small to be honest." the Dessert Monk kid apprentice said, "We were surprised when all that they ask for is a chance to trade our products."

"Well, we can't exactly ask you to make treats for us for free. That would be cheating you out of making the best sweets and desserts there is. We of the Rebellion have to compensate you for your hard work, you know." Wayne said as he adjusted himself while sitting on a cushion seat.

"Indeed. The value of your products would plummet if we were to be able to access them for free. It would be best that we be able to barter and buy them for a price. That way, your people can support yourselves financially and at the same time, be able to stay in business." Samir chuckled lightly as he took a bite out of the warm cookies that was being served by the Dessert Monks.

The KND operatives were a bit jealous of this. They were beaten to a punch by the teens in not only finding the Temple of the Fourth Flavor and the Dessert Monks, but also in being able to get desserts from them for free if they asked for it. The Teen Rebellion and the Home Schooled Cartel however, refused to ask for it for free but instead asked to be allowed to trade with them, complete with discounts.

"Still, if you want us to ask for more... well... could you also extend our privileges as your trading partner to the Kids Next Door as well?" Wayne asked to the surprise of Abby and other KND operatives, "And let them be able to build a base here or whatever since we're pretty sure that certain elements in the Adult Villainy under Father's conglomerate will take interest in what we've found here."

"Say what now?" to Abby, this was quite huge. KND being able to access the ancient desserts that were made in tradition of the Dessert Monks will be huge to them.

"Very well. We will allow the Kids Next Door to be amongst us in our quest to create desserts of many kind." the Dessert Monk elder agreed to the request of the Logistics Officer, "We will also take in whoever is interested amongst the Kids Next Door to learn the art of-..."

The loud sirens were sounding off outside, causing the ones in the meeting hall to be alerted immediately. Wayne's Cave(TM) Phone rang and when he answered it, he heard battle noises on the background with one of the Rebels shouting on the other side of the line...

"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK! WE HAVE THIRTY DOZEN UNKNOWN ENEMY FORCES DRESSED IN WEIRD CLOTHES TRYING TO HEAD TO THE TEMPLE COMPLEX! HERE'S THEIR DISTINCTIVE MARKING!" the image of the Cavephone screen was a golden brown tent with two forks crossing over a cupcake on top of it, "RETREAT TO THE SECOND DEFENSIVE PERIMETER! GO! WE HAVE TO SLOW THEM DOWN FOR NOW AND... LOOK OUT-..." was all the Teen Rebel said before the line was cut short.

"The Golden Brown Horde! Impossible!" the Dessert Monk Teen was horrified that the enemy of the old has once more returned just as they were recovering.

"I thought they were gone a long time ago..." Abby was on high alert along with the other KND operatives with her, "We need to get more reinforcements here right now."

"Agreed. I'll call for any of the nearby branches to reinforce the Temple of the Seven Flavors. For now, prepare for battle everyone. Get the monks to the safe location and be ready. The Horde is at our gates." Wayne added as he started to dial in for help.

"I will offer my robotic army's hand in keeping these people away. The Cartel will not stand by and let their new business partners be destroyed by such a barbarous lot." Samir nodded as he walked out of the place and to his base of operations to activate more robots that he brought with him.

With that, the Teen's Rebellion, the HSC, the KND and the Dessert Monks are now preparing for the defense of the Temple of the Seven Flavors against an enemy long thought of as dead: the Golden Brown Horde.

Chapter 30, Starch and spray, until it is done

-A few days after the vehicle chase-

Stacey would say she had fun the other day, driving that Train of Hummers, but nothing beats having a good old Paintball gun in hand and unloading its contents at her enemies. A new mission had popped up, involving the Tacky Tie company. She could have sworn her division sent that company into the red with all that lost merchandise, but no, there were some backup factories that needed some cleansing with some paintballs.

Instead of going in with an entire division, she will be going in solo to deliver one of their plume bombs to each factory. Stacey may look like a ditzy cheerleader girl at highschool, but outside that facade gives way to her real self. A paintball gun nut, with an appetite for coffee flavored ice cream.

As she rode within a HindCopter towards the destination of her mission, Stacey silently echoed a mantra to herself to hype herself up.

"They are Tacky, spotted, striped, and ugly, but you? You are worse, Unmerciful, Starch and spray those ties until it is done"

As the factory came into view from the pilot's cockpit, Stacey went over her guns and supplies one more time.

Backpack? Check.

Automatic standard paintball gun? Check.

Rocket paint shell gun? Check.

Double barrel paintball shotgun? Check.

Twin automatic hand pistol paintball guns? Check.

Assemblable Gatling from backpack? Check

Plume bomb inside backpack? Check.

Starch filled grenades? Check

With a nod to herself, and checking her specialized shoes to cushion her fall, Stacey leaped out from the HindCopter to crash through the skylight window of the factory.

With a crash to announce her entrance, Stacey began shooting off her twin guns unto the employees before they could even react in time. As she landed with her specialized shoes on to cushion her landing, Stacey released two of her starch grenades towards the incoming employees. With an explosive boom and the ties within the radius of the explosions, shrieks of pain from those within the blasts signified the starch did its job.

Examining her surroundings, Stacey was satisfied with her work as everyone was incapacitated. Looking to gauge where she landed, and what room she was in, it looked to her that she landed in the docking bay. If she remembered correctly from the briefing, the main factory room should not be far off from her location.

With a grin, Stacey went into a sprint towards the exit leading out into the halls, gunning down the employees as she went through. Dodging a few flying ties going for her neck, Stacey retaliated in kind with her starch filled paintballs within her guns. Coming up to a four way within the hall, she took notice of the signs giving directions of which place is where. Taking the hallway that would take her down towards the factory, Stacey had to quickly take out her Shotgun to take out a tie the size of a dog.

It was zooming down the hallway towards her location, and when she took the direction she was taking now, the large Tie nearly took her by surprise with its speed. Reloading her double barrel gun, Stacey unloaded two more shells for gun measure.

"Always double tap the large ones.." she muttered with a smile.

With the large tie down, Stacey went back into a sprint and made her way to the destination of her mission. Going back to using her twin guns, she kept up her fire onto any ties and enemies that would pop out from any doors or the ceiling. Quickly taking out her auto gun to keep up with the amount of enemies, Stacey had to quickly slide on the floor as another dog sized Tie came out from one of the ceiling tiles. Pulling out her shotty once again, she propped the double barrels into the Tie's mouth and unloaded her shells into its insides. The result was nothing less than satisfaction for her, the tie had blown up from the inside out, leaving nothing but bits and pieces.

Hopping back onto her feet, Stacey took notice her destination was not far off now. With the doorway in sight, and taking out her Gatling gun, she made a dash for the room and slammed the doors open. Once the doors were open, Stacey quickly shot off her Gatling gun into the room. Employees and manufactured ties caught up by sudden entrance, little could be done other than take cover for the rest of the employees. Not letting off her trigger, Stacey kept up the fire unto any employees that pop out from their cover and any approaching ties.

After a minute or so of a steady stream of paintball pellets being shot out, Stacey's Gatling gun stopped after expending quite a bit of ammo into the room. That hammerspace tech installed in the Gatling gun's barrel really does wonders for saving space, and Stacey could not be more thankful for it.

Taking in her surroundings, the place was practically peppered with her handiwork. As Stacey's gaze wandered the factory room, her eyes zeroed in on the machinery churning out boxes of ties. Before she could proceed any further though, a rather large tie came roaring out from the machinery that was producing the ties. As it turned to face Stacey with its mouth open, she immediately pulled out her Rocket shell paint gun.

Giving the tie a vicious grin, "Hasta la vista, baby!" Stacey announced before shooting the rocket down the tie's mouth. Unable to react in time, said creature reflexively swallowed the explosive paintball rocket. Not a second sooner, the large tie monster exploded into starch covered bits.

With a contented sigh, Stacey took off her backpack and took out the plume bomb. "Another exciting paintball day!" She stated with a grin

-scene change-

With the bomb's timer set and charged, Stacey was able to exit out from the ceiling's skylight window. After shooting said window open with her auto gun, her ride was able to drop a rope down for her to grab onto.

It was now after she had evacuated out, that Stacey and the rest could watch from a safe distance in the HindCopter as another Tie factory was blown sky high with a signature plume of their bomb.