Author's Note:
Sorry I've taken so long to upload anything, my laptop somehow caught fire the other day (Yes, fire, I honestly don't know how) so I've been without a laptop for a while, then it didn't have any programs I could type with it. Apoligies

Early the next morning the team stepped into their transport. Fanny sat near Nigel, Wally, Patrick and some of the other guys, close to the front where Patton and Harvey stayed at the front to inform Hoagie of co-ordinates, orders, directions etc.

"Numbuh 60? Are we there yet?" Wally called out impatiently.

Patton rolled his eyes and turned to face them. "Numbuh 4, we haven't even taken off yet!"

"Well will it be a long journey?" Wally whined.

"Only about half hour I think." Hoagie answered. "From the tracker device, Numbuh 61 and his team are just about 700 miles away and this baby can do at least 1400 miles per hour."

Wally rolled his eyes. "Great. So we're going to be 1400 hours?"

Patton glanced at him and then turned back to look out of the B.U.S window shaking his head.
"Numbuh 4, if you're that bored try to think of something to keep your mind off it."

"Like what?" Wally questioned.

"Liiiiiike..." Hoagie said in a mocking singsong. "Numbuh 3 maybe?"

The team laughed. Fanny raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up!" Wally moaned.

"Well it's keeping us amused." Nigel laughed.

Patrick glanced at Fanny's confused expression and decided to enlighten her. "If you hadn't guessed, Freddie, Numbuh 4 liiiikes numbuh 3."

The boys laughed again as Wally protested. Fanny gave a smirk at Wally's denial of the obvious truth, she secretly wished that someone could be like that for her...not deny all knowledge of liking her, but she saw the way that Wally would look at Kuki, it was so obvious that he was head over heels for her.

"Don't be so defensive about it Numbuh 4." Nigel said, "We don't judge you for liking her."

A boy sat behind Fanny leaned over the chair and nodded, "Yeah, it must be great having a girl care about you that much."

"It is." Harvey said smugly. "I've got a girl who'd go to the end of the earth and back for me! She told me she loves me."

"Your mother don't count brat!" Wally blatently pointed out. The rest of the boys laughed and Harvey pouted.

Fanny gave a grin and chuckled at Harvey being put into his place. She then turned to look at Nigel and Wally opposite her.

"We can't blame you for liking her." Nigel shrugged. "She's fun, pretty, bubbly. Just what guys like in girls really."

"You mean girls have to be really pretty and airheaded for you guys to like them?" Fanny scoffed.

They all stared at her blankly.
"Numbuh 3's not an airhead!" Wally protested, making the guys laugh and taunt him again.

"So what you YOU look for in a girl Numbuh 3000?" Patrick smirked evilly as he turned to her.

Fanny was speechless, she thought up what she thought the guys may have in mind for the perfect girl. "Smart, not afraid to speak their mind, independent."
The boys exchanged glances and all burst out laughing.
Fanny raised an eyebrow.

"You're sounding like a girl trying to describe her perfect boy!" Hoagie chuckled from the front.

Fanny shook her head. "No I'm not."
She never would have told anyone who her dream guy was, to be completely honest, her dream guy was just as any other girls would be, tall, cute, not too many muscles, and just...sweet. Fanny couldn't stand sickly sweet guys, but subtle, unpublic things like in movies. Of course, her reputation as a boy hater kind of prevented her from finding a guy like this, she'd usually shoo them away before she could see a side of them that she'd actually like.

"Actually, I never see Numbuh 60 with girls." Harry, one of the team pointed out, they all looked at Patton, who was leant on the corner of the dashboard at the front of the B.U.S

Patton shrugged. "I don't have time for girls, plus I don't really like girls who just worry about their hair and makeup getting wrecked."

Hoagie smirked and glanced at him from the corner of his eye. "I can imagine you liking some total tomboy Numbuh 60."

"Yeah, like Numbuh 5...or Numbuh 86 maybe!" Wally exclaimed with a laugh.

Patrick stifled a laugh which Fanny heard and glared at him.
"Na, girls like Numbuh 86 are way to high strung for me." Patton laughed.

Fanny frowned. "There's a difference between high strung and hard working."

Patton shrugged. Hoagie nodded. "You know, apparently you always find people who are like you in some ways the most attractive, sorry to say but you two are really alike."

Patton pursed his lips and leant further back onto the dashboard, crossing his arms.
"Are we nearly there Numbuh 2?" He asked, making some of the boys snigger.

"Yeah we've got 10 minutes." Hoagie replied.

The boys then started to quietly chatter to one another.
"You hear that?" Patrick whispered, an evil chuckle in his hush. "They all think that you and Numbuh 60 should get together!"

Fanny sharply elbowed him in the ribs. "If you want your body to stay in tact I'd shut up!"

"Okay team prepare for landing!" Patton ordered after a few minutes. The team prepared their equipment and steadied themselves as the B.U.S soon hovered swiftly to the floor.

They stepped out to a thick, deary, grey mist. The team gathered together once they'd gotten off the B.U.S, they could make out some sillouettes in the distance but couldn't figure out who or what they were.
Patton led his team as he stepped into the mist, trying to get a better view of what was infront of them. His team were close behind him.
Patton squinted to see the figures in front of him in the snow, his eyes widened as his brain gave him an idea of what he'd just seen. He ran to one of the figures, kneeling down in the snow to get a better view of what he now knew was a body Next to this figure was a distinctive dark blue cap. He placed a hand on it, it was cold and sticky, but firm. He called one of the boys over. The boy knelt down next to him and examined the body in Patton's arms.

"Numbuh 61?" He said in shock after seeing the cap in Patton's hand. "What is this?"

He touched the hard solution which was covering Patton's brother. He slid a finger down it and placed it in his mouth.
"Ice Cream...extra hard icecream."

Patton gasped. "Will he be okay?"

The boy shrugged. "It depends how long he's been in there, but sorry to say, by the look of it, they've been in there a while!"

Patton's lip quivered in anticipation and fear, he ran to the B.U.S where he switched on the reciever.
"Numbuh 362! I need a medical team in these co-ordinates now! My brother and his team have been...ice-creamed...and I don't think the villains did it just to stall them!"

"What?" Racheal gasped through the intercom. "Someone will be there as soon as possible!"

Patton rushed back to his brothers side, the ice cream was starting to melt and Patton wiped what was now sticky liquid from his brothers face.
"Hang in there bro." Patton said quietly. His brother's face was pale, his eyes were slighty open but it seemed that he couldn't see, or even knew that Patton was sat beside him. The sight of it brought a tear to Patton's eye.
Before they knew it, a medical team arrived and rushed to the aid of the poor iced victims.
It took a few minutes before one of them walked up to Patton, who was stood anxiously waiting.

"We've done all we could but the icecream gave most of them ultimate brainfreeze and they just couldn't take it." She said sorrowfully.

"My brother? Joe?" He asked with innocent, wide eyes, much like a puppy scared by a firework.

She shook her head. "I'm sorry. We've got the icecream off them all but no-one could be saved."

Patton nodded in a sorrowful understanding, bowing his head. "Okay, thanks for trying."
The girl nodded and the medical team headed off, taking the bodies with them. Patton sat where his brother had been lay, he stared at the cap blankly. A hand on his shoulder made him jump, he looked up to see Numbuh 3000.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly.

Patton looked back at the cap and remembered. Joe wouldn't have wanted him to give up and mourn. He would have encouraged him to be strong and carry on.
He gripped the cap tightly before attaching it to his backpack and standing up.

"Let's move out, we've got a little appointment with the villains. This is personal now!"