《Codename: Kids Next Door (with me and my bff's ocs)》Operation C.A.N.N.O.N.
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Cannon And Naptime Not Occurring Normally
At the treehouse with sector v
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: My fellow kids next door, I'm afraid i must leave on a top secret misson. I, Numbuh 1 will single-handedly infitrate a massive adult torture facitity, filled with monstrous mechainical devices designed to make children vomit uncontroably.
Numbuh 2 & 4: Eww.
Numbuh 5, 8 & 11: Ooh.
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Wow.
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: And that's not all-
Mrs. Uno/Nigel's mother: Nigel, dear! Come along! You don't want to be late for our trip to hap-happy land!
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Ehh, gotta go! *runs off*
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: It's relaxing time.
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Yay!
Numbuh 8 aka María: Alright!
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: *snores*
Eveyone had the relaxing time when their leader's gone but then...
BOOM!
Numbuh 2 & 4: What?
Count Spankulot: Those who do not pay their libray fines shall incr the stingy wrath of count spankulot! *laughing while start spanking knd*
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Wha? Ow ow ow ow!
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Whaaaa! Nooo! Ow! Stop! Ow! Ow ow ow ow!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Eeeh! Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!
Numbuh 8 aka María: Hey! Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Aah! Owowowowowowowowowo!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Ow hey ow ow hey! Ow.
Count Spankulot: There. All paid up. Muahahahah! Muahahahahahaha!
*teleports out*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Alright, who forgot to turn on the spanker-spotter defense grid?
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Ehh?
Numbuh 8 aka María: Qué?
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: I don't know.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: I think numbuh 1 usually turns on spanky-spotty-thing. *fells asleep again*
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Numbuh 2, right. I guess.
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Argh!
A hole burts open in the ceilling and it was Major Mrs. Manners and Sergent Sensible.
Major Mrs. Manners: Nice explosion work sergent sensible. Now, let's make these kids presentable.
Sergent Sensible: Yes, Major Mrs. Manners, sir.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: It's the proper patrol!
Major Mrs. Manners: Haha yeehaw! *shoots numbuh 2 with a beam*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Whaaaaa! Huh? *got dressed funny*
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: *got hit by the beam* Ow!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: *got hit by the beam as well* Ow!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Eeeek! *get hit by a beam*
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Aaah! *get hit by a beam as well*
Numbuh 8 aka María: Woah! *get hit by a beam as well*
The knd got dressed a bit funny and fancy.
Major Mrs. Manners: Good work! Now let's get back to base and hang those new lace curtains. *fly off with sergent sensible*
Numbuh 2,3,4,5,8 & 11: *looks that outfits* Eww! *change back to reagular*
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Numbuh 4 aka Wally: So that the crud is going on here? Where are our super-powered anti-adult air attack missiles?
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Ehhem. More uranium, Mrs. Missile?
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: What is going on around here? Huh!?
There was a big drill comes up though the floor and a hand starts capturing the kids.
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: And how's Mrs. Meddow? *gets grab by the claw*
They start screaming and guess who came with that thing.
DCFDTL: Good evening, kids next door. Is your leader away? Too bad he'll miss your utter destru-wha? *saw the red light start blinking* Curses. The curfew alert. Um, we have to leave now. Or father will be positively furious. *let the drill on the floor to make a hole for leaving*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: I don't believe this! Numbuh 1 leaves for two mintues and everyone and their grandma attacks us! We're supposed to be ready for anything! But just look at numbuh 2, he's asleep. *elbow drops on numbuh 2*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Hey! What did you do that for?
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: You're sleeping! You wouldn't be sleeping if numbuh 1 was here! If numbuh 1 was here, we'd be optimizing out defenses.
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Yeah, by buliding some kind of cannon that shoots clams or something.
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *giggles*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: That's it! Why didn't i think of that before? We'll bulid a giant clam cannon.
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Eh, numbuh 5 was joking when she said clam cannon.
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Buliding a clam cannon is no joke. So, i hereby declare myself temporay numbuh 1's-not-here leader to make sure that we bulid it right.
Numbuh 2,3,5,8 & 11: *about to walk way from numbuh 4*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Heheh, don't hold your breath.
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Yay! Free Time!
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: *yawn* See you later!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: *gets them* Hey! Where're you guys going? You'd bulid the cannon if numbuh 1 was here!
That night at the treehouse
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *sleeping*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: *came in numbuh 3's room* Numbuh 3?
Numbuh 3! E'y, let's get crackiń on that cannon. *gets beating by numbuh 3 and gets throw out of numbuh 3's room* Hey! Okay, okay, i'll come back later. *goes to numbuh 11*
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: *sleeping*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: *knocks at the door* Numbuh 11! Numbuh 11! Wake up!
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: *wakes up and gets to door* What? I really need my beauty sleep!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: No time for that! We got a cannon to bulid!
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: *go back to her room and throws the pillow at numbuh 4*
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Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Ow! *sigh* Alright fine! But i'll get you later! *runs off to numbuh 2*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Oh yeah! Get'em yippers! What the- *get his bed covers been pulled off and get hit by clams on him*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Come on, numbuh 2. Clam cannon don't build themselves, you know? *gets shoves by numbuh 2*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Wuaaaa! You'll just jealous when numbuh 5 get all the credit for helping me!
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Ow, man. Numbuh 5 has got to stop drinking a billion gallons of soda before bed.
Numbuh 8 aka María: *walk passing by* That's what happens if you drink to much sodas. *drinks water, about to go the kitchen to put the glass up but numbuh 4 came*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Hi, girls! Want to check out your clam cannon work schedule? *gets beats by numbuh 5 & 8* Woow! Okay. *unintelligible words due to plunger over face*
The next moring
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Ow, my head hurts.
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Mine too, kuki.
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Numbuh 5 is wiped out.
Numbuh 8 aka Marìa: *moans pain tired*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Finally, there you are. Okay, we wasted the whole night sleeping, we can't change that. But we can make up time if we focus on our clam cannon.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Whatever, i'm gonna focus on my cereal. *saw hammer falls and break the bowl* Wha!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *pour the milk carton but clams falls out* Ahh, but i want breakfast!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: No breakfast! As perment temporary interim leader, I, Numbuh 4, command you to begin construction on my cannon!
Numbuh 2,3,5,8 & 11: *moans*
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Stupid clam cannon. Why couldn't you suggested we make clam chowder?
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Hm. How i was i supposed to know he'd go all crazy on us? *as numbuh 8 & 11 nods agreement*
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: *sleeping but gets hit but numbuh 4 elbow* Owww.
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Come on people. We're behind schedule. Work faster! Work harder! Come on, numbuh 3 and 8, we're running out of daylight here.
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Hey, whatchu doing in here?
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Well, well, i was just, eh.
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Move over. *gets in and numbuh 5 as well and rest*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: We've got to put together that clam cannon. We're gonna do it right. So, we'll have to work double time and THIS IS NOT DOUBLE TIME! No more breaks. You wanna bulid a clam cannon, you can't takes breaks. And you can't have cake. Can you build a clam cannon while eating cake on your break? Hah, it can't be done! I'd love to see those delightful children try to take our cake. They want cake? We'll give'em clams! Lots of clams! The fact is, you guys need a leader. A real leader. A leader like me.
*as put on sunglasses*
That night while numbuh 2,3,5,8 & 11 kept working while numbuh 4's being a leader when numbuh 1's gone.
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Come on! We can't waste this precious moon light! Don't get a full moon every night, you know. Let's go, go, go!
The very next moring
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Finally, i've done it! I've accomplished what no other leader has ever dreamed of doing. The perfect defense system. The ultimate clam cannon. I hereby declare myself permanent team leader, forever! My leadership will inspire generations of kids next door, numbuh 1 is not. Where's his clam cannon? I don't see his clam cannon.
Numbuh 2,3,5,8 & 11: *moans in exhaustion*
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: You can't be a leader without a clam cannon, can ya? No! Ya can't! This is new age. A new age for kids next door. *hears and saw a drill came through the floor* It's delightful children again! Kids next door, battle stations! Load the clams, load the clams!
DCFDTL: Hello again, kids next door. Sorry we had to cut our last visit short, but this time i'm prepared to spend plenty of quality time with you.
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: You're no match for my cannon, delightful - argh! *gets in*
DCFDTL: A cannon? You have a cannon?
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: *him, numbuh 2,3,5,8 & 11 got in the clam cannon* C-come on, gang! W-we got them on the ropes.
DCFDTL: So, kids next door, what do you say to trip to pluto? Have a delightful flight. *saw the cannon got explodes and be sending flying far away*
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: Hello? I'm back. Wha? Wow! A clam cannon! Yeah! Home, sweet home. Great job, team. A clam cannon is exactly the type of defensive mechainism we need.
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Numbuh 1!
Numbuh 3 aka Kuki: Yay!
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Is about time.
Numbuh 8 aka Marìa: Finally.
Numbuh 11 aka Juliette: Welcome back, sir.
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: But this cannon will never fire right. The design is all wrong. We can make some modifications and if we work through the night we can have it done by morning.
Numbuh 3,8 & 11: Yeah!
Numbuh 5 aka Abby: Alright!
Numbuh 2 aka Hoagie: Let's go!
Numbuh 4 aka Wally: Work, work, work! Can't a guy get any rest around here?
Numbuh 1 aka Nigel: What's his problem?
Numbuh 5 and 8: *shurgs*
END TRASMISSON
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