Ok um… thanks for the reviews, for everybody who posted one. Ya'll make me happy! And I hope this chapter is long, I'm using a different notebook, a much smaller one actually, so here it is. But first:
Everyone knows I don't own KND so don't sue me.
I just thought of this, another stupid thought. (I think of those often.) Um… it's just about pairings.
The stupid reason I think 'Abby' and Hoagie should be together, the end of their names both sound like an 'eeee'
Wally/Wallaby and Kuki- their names end in an 'eeee' sound.
Abigail, (her REAL name.) and Nigel. They end in an 'L'.
Aaaaaaaand, I think that's it. Lol anyway, on to more matchure stuff….
CHAPTER 8: MEGAMORPHEIn the tree house two hours later… (Hey avrilrox998! Remember on sponge bob? 'Two…Hours…Later…' haha! That was SO funny! Back in grade four…good times…good times…anyway. Sorry everyone reading this! I was having a little flashback, and reminiscing! Lol!)
Two hours later,
"Numbuh 1! Numbuh 2! Do ya guys know when-." Numbuh 4's brain shut down for a moment, as numbuh 5 and Cree walked in. He had never, in his entire life, seen Abigail the way she was now.
"-Numbuh 5…is? Holy crud! N-n-numbuh 5?"
Numbuh 5 slowly walked in looking as though she would rather be anywhere but where she was, and a bit nervous too.
Numbuh 2 snapped out of his gawking and wolf whistled. Numbuh 1 on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at her with his jaw hanging down to the floor.
Numbuh 5, of the Kids Next Door, the cool, laid back, tom girl of the group, had walked in, looking…like…a…girl.
She was wearing a blue/grey, cotton/spandex skirt, that went to her knees. Instead of her white runners, she wore beige and black sandals with a toe loop. She had a red spaghetti strap top, and gold dangly earrings. Her hair was down and neatly brushed with a pretty light blue flower tucked in above her ear. It looked stunning, since it was wavy at the top, and curly near the ends. She also had a black sort of choker necklace that said 'Abigail' in gold on the front. She wore a silver ring on her wedding finger, but on the right hand, and a silver bracelet on the left.
But, probably the most astonishing part of the new look her sister formed, was that she wasn't wearing her infamous red hat: which meant that she couldn't hide her glasses; which weren't all that bad. They were small, goldish brown glasses that looked lovely on her, and complimented her skin colour.
In other words: SHE WAS AB ABSALUTE GORGEOUS BEAUTIFUL HOTTIE!(lol)
Cree looked confident and smirking," I told you the guys would like it!"
"Can numbuh take it off now?" She growled.
"What?"
"Can numbuh 5 take it off now."
"Well if you want to go walking around nude, be my guest, I'll just leave and-"
"Cree, numbuh 5's really not comfortable wearing a skirt."
"Fine," she smirked, "but you'll have to ask Nigel!"
She looked at him with absolutely no hope in being able to change, "Numbuh 1, can numbuh 5 please change?"
"Well-I-uh-think-uh-that-um-uh-er-gee I-uh-um-that-erm-oh boy,uh-mmm-ya know,I uh-did you know I'm not going out with Lizzie anymore?"
Numbuh 5 raised an eyebrow.
"Ya know, Dad's expecting me home to help him out with the cookies. Ya know all the mixing, and the rolling, and the baking. I'll leave you and your boy friends to drool and stammer over you."
"Hey, Oim not drooling!" Shouted numbuh 4.
"Oh man that didn't come out right-I meant- uh-what I meant was…um-well-do you- uh-what I'm trying to say is-."
"Do ya like it or not numbuh 1?" She asked.
"Well," he looked at his watch, "gee look at the time!" numbuh 1 rubbed the back of his head, "Time go-uh- send that report…to…numbuh 86. Heh, heh, you know how she gets when she doesn't get things right away! Heh, heh, heh, heh."
"What was his problem?" She asked anyone.
Numbuh 2 was just laughing his butt off, rolling around the floor. He somehow rolled to the stairs to the kitchen, and fell down them.
"Mmm! A chilidog!" was all numbuh 4 and 5 could hear.
"Neva moind whot numbuh 1's problem was! Moi problem is more important!"
"Wha…?"
"Come on!" he grabbed numbuh 5's arm and practically drug her to his room.
"Hey, slow down! Do ya know how hard it is to run in these stupid skirts?"
"You can deal with that later, this is more important!"
"What is it about? Numbuh 3 or sumthin'?" She joked.
"Actually, yes!" He said as he drug her in his room and slammed the door shut.
Numbuh 5 was so tempted to tease numbuh 4, but knew it wasn't the time. Instead she suppressed a giggle and did her best not to say anything.
"OK numbuh, let's get down to brass tracks-." He stopped talking as he realized what he had just said.
"Down to brass tracks? Out teacher says that all the time."
"Uh…he he! Anyway, that's not the point."
'Stupid cruddy adults brainwashing phrases in my head!"
"OK, numbuh 5's all ears."
"Um, Ah'm not gonna hesitate when Ah say this, Ah'll just lay it out for ya."
"Mhm."
He took a deep breath, "Ah'm afraid that decommissioning is gonna come around and Ah'm not gonna tell Kuki that I like her, or ask her out and then she's neva gonna know that Ah like her and if she somehow knows that Ah like her she'll think that Ah'm a chicken for not askin' 'er out and Ah'm afraid that she doesn't like me back and if Ah ask 'er out Ah'll get rejected!" After that long sentence he was gasping for air.
"OK, numbuh 5 knows ya told 'er you were gonna lay it all out at once but…what?"
"Aw, ya jokin' roit?"
"Ah, ya know numbuh 5 too good!" She waved her hand at him.
"Phew! I thought you were gonna make me repeat myself!"
"It was tempting, but no. So…your actually debating whether numbuh 3 likes ya or not?"
"Well…ya, wouldn't you?"
She raised an eyebrow, then closed her eyes and shook her head.
"Boy, you are really blind aren't you?"
"Whot d'ya mean?"
"It's obvious that you guys like each other!"
"No It's not!"
She sighed, "So what did you want me here for?"
All of a sudden numbuh 4 calmed down.
"Well…just to…listen, and…help me out. Since you're a girl and all…"
"Numbuh 5 understands. It's OK numbuh 4," she placed a hand on his shoulder, "numbuh 5's gotch'ya back."
"Well…whot do I do then?"
She smiled a little bit, "Are you done your interview yet?"
"Uh, heh, heh, no." numbuh 4 said sheepishly,
"Well finish it, then go to the waiting room. It'll just be you and numbuh 3."
Numbuh 4 blushed a bit, "But, whot do Ah do?"
"Here," she took the flower from her hair and gave it to numbuh 4, " give her this and tell her how you feel about her."
"Uh…well could'ja tell me whot to say?"
"It's not me whose in love numbuh 4. And then it wouldn't be you telling her, it would be me. Besides, I don't really know how you feel, I'm not you."
"But-."
"Go on, get outta here! Finish your interview!"
Numbuh 4 opened the door, but before he left he said," Numbuh 5?"
"Hmm?"
"Thanks."
"Your welcome."
"And for someone who doesn't like anyone, ya sure know whot ta say."
"Heh, heh, go get 'em tiger."
Numbuh 4 left and numbuh 5 stayed a minute longer before going back to the living room.
Numbuh 4's last words were repeating in her head.
For someone who doesn't like anyone, y sure know whot ta say."
Numbuh sighed, "For someone who doesn't like anyone? Numbuh 5's not too sure about that." She muttered to herself.
What's wrong with ya girl? I guess dressing like a tomgirl won't stop the hormones of a girl. Wait a minute, I am dressed like a girl!"
She sighed and sat down on numbuh 4's bed.
"Well, at least numbuh 5 got him gawking."
'Wait a minute, why are you sayin' these things! Wait a minute, why are you still in numbuh 4's room? Arg, get it together Abby! No, we're in the tree house, talk like an operative!'
She got up and while walking out the door, she kept repeating 'numbuh 5' to herself.
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When numbuh 5 got back to the living room, numbuh 2 had obviously just finished eating, as there was chili all over his face.
"Hey numbuh 5, what took ya so long to get back from numbuh 4's room? And what were you two doing up there alone, together?" He put on a sly smile, which looked really stupid because the chili sauce moved with his lips.
"Uh, you sick perverted kid! Numbuh 5 was… in the bathroom. Ya know. Ll the soda she drinks an' all."
"Hm… so what did numbuh 4 want?"
"Numbuh 2, would you please go wash your face!"
"Is that a question or a command?"
"Was that a smart question? Or were ya just bein' a smart alik?"
"Lighten up numbuh 5. You don't wanna be like numbuh 86 do you?"
"It was a command," she growled.
"OK,OK, sheesh, don't have a cow!" numbuh 2 said while walking past numbuh 5 to the bathroom.
"Phew! Why don't ya just take a shower!"
"Why?" he complained in her face.
"Because you stink! Don't forget to use mouthwash either!" She shouted after numbuh 2.
"Why?" he complained again.
"Because your breath smells like chili!" she shot back, "Doug." Numbuh 5 added to herself as a bit of a joke.
Numbuh 5 heard chuckling, and turned around to see who it was, even though she already knew.
"Finished sending your report numbuh 1?" She smiled at him.
"You are just full smart phrases and comebacks aren't you?"
"Numbuh 5's got a few remarks under her cap."
He chuckled again, "But you' not wearing it."
She sighed, "Yeah, well numbuh 5's still numbuh 5. Just looks different, that's all."
Numbuh 1 nodded, "Well, don't worry, whatever you choose to wear looks good on you, even if your sister got it for you," he blushed a bit, "But I must say, you sure caught me off guard there, I never expected it." Numbuh 1 sat down on a chair.
Numbuh 5 was about to jump on her back on the couch, but remembered she was wearing a skirt and couldn't. Instead, numbuh 5 groaned and gently sat down with her legs crossed. That didn't feel comfortable, so she just crossed her feet, then she put her legs on the couch beside her, which was the most comfortable position yet.
Numbuh 1 smirked, "Comfortable?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I take that as a yes?"
"Whatever ya say boss."
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Numbuh 4 came bursting through the door panting.
"What were you doing?"
"Is that really a question for the interview?"
"It's habit for a reporter to ask questions." She defended
"Well can we really hurry up with this, Ah need to get in the waiting room!"
"Well, be my guest! After this last question…"
"OK, well hurry the crud up!"
"Who's the flower for?"
"Well that's none of your business!"
"Just tell me and I'll let you go in."
"Fine! It's for Kuki."
She smiled a small smile that was supposed to tease him.
"Numbuh 5 told me to!"
"Numbuh 5? Is she good at giving advice?"
"Well…yeah, Ah guess so. She's really- hey! Open the cruddy door and let me in!"
"OK…"
"Thanks." Numbuh 4 said in a, it's about time, attitude. When he turned his head back to see where he was going he saw the surprise of his life. Numbuh 4 turned back to say something to Poppy, but the door was already shut.
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Ok that's chapter eight! Hope ya'll like it! And sorry for the little flashback in the beginning! Anyway read and review please. And…ya, I'm too lazy to write any end of ch. Notes, so cya later!