Numbah 1 couldn't stop pacing around his room in nervous circles. He was all dressed up in a tuxedo with a red bowtie but he kept looking in the mirror to make sure that his outfit was good enough. The sky was starting to dip into the evening, blanketing the sky in shades of red and gold. After the incident at the cave, Numbah 362 had invited Numbah 1 to join her at her favourite spot to hang out and she told him to get dressed up.

"Is this a date? It's basically a date! Oh my Databook, I'm going on a date!" Numbah 1 muttered aloud, excited and nervous about the whole thing. A gentle knock on his bedroom door interrupted his thoughts, his dad (now with a fully healed arm) opened the door. "Nigel? What are you doing in here?" He asked. "Oh, I'm getting ready to hang out with Rachel." Numbah 1 explained sheepishly. Monty looked over his son's outfit, then grinned and said, "Looks more like a date to me."

"Well-i...I suppose it's a date. I hope that everything goes smoothly." Numbah 1 admitted. Monty put a hand on Numbah 1's shoulder. "Just be yourself and be kind. Things will turn out alright, you'll see." He reassured his son, Numbah 1 felt just a little less nervous. "Thanks, Dad." He looked up at the clock. "I gotta go! It's almost time!" He exclaimed, before running out the door and out of the house. "What's going on?" Mrs. Uno asked as Numbah 1 ran out of the house. "Nigel's going on a date with Rachel Mackenzie tonight. Monty explained. "Aw, how sweet!" Mrs. Uno gushed. "It reminds me of how head over heels you were for me in our youth." She teased, making Monty chuckle.

Numbah 1 made it to the spot they were supposed to meet, a little hilltop in a park, right on time. He stood at the bottom of the hill waiting for her for a minute or two, before he heard and saw a car pull up followed by Numbah 362 getting out of it. "Have fun on your date. You got this, Rach!" Numbah 363 said encouragingly from inside the car as she stepped out, then the car sped off. Numbah 362 has traded out her usual outfit for a long sparkly blue dress with puffy sleeves, white heels and gloves with a tiara on top of her head. She'd also put her hair up in a bun.

"Wow..." Numbah 1 muttered as she drew near, his cheeks blushing red. "So? How do I look?" Numbah 362 asked, putting her hands on hips and doing a twirl. "Great! You look amazing, Rachel." Numbah 1 gushed, she giggled at his compliment, then stepped forward. "Thanks. I like you little red bowtie." She said, putting a finger on the center the aforementioned accessory. "You do?" He asked. "Yeah, it's cute. Just like you." She said, now both of them were red in the cheeks.

Numbah 1 held out his hand to her, she took it and they started walking through the park. "You have such cold hands." Numbah 1 mentioned. "Oh, sorry." Numbah 362 said and went to pull her hand out of his but surprisingly, he tightened his grip. "No, it's okay. I like your cold hands." He replied.

"Remember how we met?" She initiated a conversation after about a minute of walking together in reminiscent slience. "Yeah, we were just cadets back then. I was doing some althletic training on the Moonbase at the time, what about you?" He said. "If i remember correctly, me and some other kids were going over some nurse stuff. They wanted to see how fast we could carry and injuried patient, or in this case a mannequin, across a danger zone safely." She added. "Yes, there was an accident with some suspension cables, my ankle got caught on one and up into the air I went!" Although at the time it was terrifying, Numbah 1 now remembered that memory fondly.

"Oh, you poor thing!" She sympathized. "As for me, i was the last to do the exercise. I was so nervous and got so scared when I went flying into the air, but when I saw you-"

"Are you okay? Don't worry, I'll get us down one way or another." She remembered how, even with the both of them dangling upside down tangled in suspension cables, a then meek and shy Numbah 1 apologized for their situation and promised to get them down somehow. In that instant, all the fear and unease she felt melted away as she found herself nose to nose with a bald boy who had the prettiest blue eyes she'd ever seen.

"-I wasn't scared anymore because I suddenly had someone looking out for me." Numbah 362 continued. The two kept walking until they reached small field, brimming with well cut grass. Numbah 1 took a hesitant step forward, when he disturbed the grass fireflies fluttered up into the air. "Woah..." He mumbled as more fireflies flew up from the grass. They danced and twirled without a care in the world, circling around the two in a parade of twinkling lights. The boy reached out and cupped some fireflies in his hands, once confident in his capture he turned his attention to Numbah 362.

"Rachel, hold out your hands and close your eyes." She was a bit apprehensive but did as he asked. Carefully, Numbah 1 put his cupped hands in hers, "Okay." When she opened her eyes, he opened his hands, letting the fireflies drift back up into the air.

"Let's see who can catch the most!" Numbah 362 challenged, "You're on!" Numbah 1 replied confidentially. The two spent the next few minutes trying to catch as many fireflies in their hands as possible, occasionally playfully bumping each other or making faces at each other. Once the fireflies started to return to their slumber in the grass, both released the remaining bugs before carrying on hand-in-hand.

After a few more minutes, they reached a grassy knoll. The evening sky was starting to darken and stars were awakening in the night sky. The moon was bright and full tonight, shining down on the pair like a spotlight. "So-uh, Rachel, there's something I wanted to tell you." Numbah 1 announced. "I wanted to tell you something too!" Numbah 362 chimed in.

"It's just-"

"I wanted to-"

"The thing is-"

"I've always felt-"

The two wanted to talk and express their feelings, but they were so nervous that both ended up interrupting each other. Numbah 1 sighed, they weren't getting anywhere like this. "How about on the count of three, we just say what we want to say at the same time?" He suggested. "Good idea." Numbah 362 replied.

1...

2...

3!

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

They went equally slient, their whole faces blushing red. "Oh." Numbah 362 muttered, awestruck. "Um, listen Rachel. I like you a lot and I want you to be happy." Numbah 1 nervously rambled on. "Ultimately, it's your choice. If I'm what you want, then-" He was cut off by Numbah 362 stepping forward, cupping his face in her gloves hands and kissing him on the lips. He put his hands over hers and kissed back without hesitation. "If there's a choice to be made, I choose you." She said as she broke the kiss. Even though the kiss was brief, it felt like he'd been blessed by a divine hand. "Me too. You're an amazing person, Rachel." He said, his knees felt weak and his heart was pumping like an erratic drum but it was all in the best way possible.

They stood together for a moment, hands over hands, gazing into each other's eyes lovingly before reluctantly pulling away. "Would you like to stop by my house tomorrow night?" Numbah 1 asked. "I'd like that very much." She said.

"Attention everyone, we have something to announce." Numbah 1 said to the rest of Sector V, minus Numbah 362 who was standing next to him holding his hand. The kids were assembled in the treehouse's living room.

"Me and Rachel-" He paused to kiss 362's hand, making her smile and giggle. "-are officially dating!" He announced proudly, an uproar of celebratory cheers rang out across the room.

"I knew you could do it, Nigel!" Numbah 2 apluaded.

"Yay! I love romance!" Numbah 3 celebrated.

"Congrats, you two!" Numbah 4 cheered.

"It's about time you lovebirds got together." Numbah 5 remarked.

"I just have one question." Numbah 3 asked as she put up her hand. "What is it?" Numbah 362 asked. "You two are so nice and sweet to each other, I thought you guys were already dating. Either way, congratulations!" She continued.