At the the briefing room in the Sector V Numbuh 1 was telling Numbuh 2, Numbuh 3, Numbuh 4, and Numbuh 5 the contents of their next mission.

"According to intel from the Moon Base the Common Cold, Mrs. Goodwall, and the Great Puttinski have joined forces," said Numbuh 1 "It's up to us to find out what they're planning. Any questions?"

"If we're facing those losers we have nothing to worry about," said Numbuh 4. "They're C-listers, and they've haven't done anything in ages."

"Don't underestimate them," Numbuh 5 said to Numbuh 4. "They may not have done anything in a while but they've proven themselves to be dangerous."

"Numbuh 5 is right," said Numbuh 2. "The Common Cold used us to power his Flu Bug machine and the Great Puttinski nearly shrunk the world."

"And Miss Goodwall knocked us out and put us in a zoo," said Numbuh 3. "Also, her zoo was hard to get out of. Nearly all the exits were closed for some reason."

"They're still C-listers though," said Numbuh 4.

"Unfortunately after the alliance between Stickybeard and Knightbrace invaded the treehouse all of our flying vehicles were trashed," said Numbuh 1. "Does anyone have any suggestions?"

"I could fix one of the vehicles but it will take a few hours," said Numbuh 2.

"Too long," said Numbuh 1.

"We could take the Hippy-Hop," said Numbuh 3.

"Destroyed too often," said Numbuh 1.

"How about we modify the clam cannon and shoot ourselves out of it," said Numbuh 4.

"Too dangerous," said Numbuh 1.

"Maybe we can take the bus," said Numbuh 5.

"The area we are supposed to travel to is outside of city limits," said Numbuh 1.

After Numbuh 1 finished talking a strange looking RV crashed through the wall of the briefing room, even though the briefing room was above the ground. As the members of Sector V stared at the RV a strange looking man walked out of it and said, "Good mornin'."